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A/N: Well hello there lovely cupcakes - does that work? No? Uh anywho! This chapter is special because...No Archie and Adrian do not have sex you little perverts! But this is the start of something new - Did I really just quote high school musical? Ignore my abnormal mental state and enjoy reading, I had so much fun writing this chapter - NOT! It took me 2 days and the result was 11 pages long and 5,218 words! I have so much planned to come I'm buzzing with excitement for it!
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Chapter 12: June, Summer, April, Winter and fucking Autumn.
I don’t know whether I should be laughing or crying right now as I’m running for my life from a chicken that’s got eyes full of hunger for my butt! As always, the knight in the shining armour, Archie, disappeared through the crowd, leaving me alone with the possessed chicken.
“Is that a chicken?” a voice screeched.
“Woah, DUDE!”
“I WANT SOME CHICKEN!”
“HEY! Watch where you’re going, girly!”
I was screaming my way through the crowd also pushing people out of the way at the same time. They weren’t too happy about that but what can I do? They aren’t the ones in a pursuit with a horny or starving chicken – I can’t really decide which one fits the fùcker yet. I was running so fast that when I noticed I was heading for the pool it was too late to stop and I went face first into the pool, with the chicken following.
The last thing I thought before fading away into the darkness consuming me was
Can chickens even swim?
“Adrian!” “C’mon, Adrian wake up!” someone poked me.
Was I dreaming about a chicken?
“Is she dead?” a voice squeaked
Someone should consider checking me into a mental hospital soon before I start dreaming that goats chase me…
“I don’t know, she looks dead though.” Another deep familiar voice said. Ah, that must be Archie.
“She’s clearly breathing you idiots.” A voice I recognized as my brother Clay said.
I was fully awake now, but I kept my eyes closed because there was a bright light torturing my closed eyelids, so I can just imagine how it would be if I opened them. I will kill whoever opened my damn curtains and let the - oh so beautiful sun in. I just want to go back to sleep…
“Maybe we should throw some water on her?” Archie smartly suggested.
Try me you little bìtch.
“Hell no! Last time I did that, I ended up with a bruised eye.” Clay scoffed.
Archie laughed. “Scared of your little sister, Clay?” he taunted.
“Mate, I am not ashamed to admit that I am afraid of my sister in the morning, because she loves her sleep and when someone disrupts that, she’s worse than fùcking Satan. Trust me, I speak from experience.” Clay hissed. I smirked internally, good times brother, good times…
Archie laughed loudly and I almost opened my eyes and strangled the bastard. Everyone got quiet and I heard footsteps leaving the room and then coming back in. I could feel his presence nearing me hesitantly.
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A Taste of Sweet Ecstasy
Humor(NEEDS TO BE BULLDOZED AND EDITED THE HELL OUT) In other words, read at your own risk because I was 16 and wrote this with my eyes closed obviously. Adrianna Winters is playful, carefree, and sarcastic. She likes to live on edge and have so much fun...
