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Post by fireflame on Feb 27, 2006 22:38:47 GMT -5
u werent at school??
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Post by mai on Feb 27, 2006 22:40:31 GMT -5
nope.
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Post by fireflame on Feb 27, 2006 22:42:29 GMT -5
mai...shame...j/k
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Post by mai on Feb 27, 2006 22:43:11 GMT -5
i was excused for the whole day cuz i was at symphony hall with the jordan youth symphony for an invitational.
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Post by fireflame on Feb 27, 2006 23:19:23 GMT -5
ooh that works
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Post by mai on Feb 28, 2006 17:25:07 GMT -5
yeah. it was awesome.
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Post by Petey on Mar 1, 2006 17:30:44 GMT -5
weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
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Post by Ed on Mar 1, 2006 18:56:48 GMT -5
An epic chapter and important part of the book, this tells the tragic and pain filled story of Alice Alexander "Flame" Rosko D'lyer, Known in this next part only as Rosko or Flame. (She ,of course, being 15 has not met Rusty yet)
"C'mon guys! We're gonna be late!" Flame stuck her drumsticks in her back pocket and leapt into her shoes. Nick yawned and followed her out the door. Petey was already in the bed of the black dodge. "You guys are so freakin' slow! C'mon!" Flame leapt into the truck. Nick climbed in carefully. The driver revved the engine and squealed down the street. "Intersting method of transportation." Nick said in distaste. "Hey, you get what you get." Petey muttered. "Exactly! Go faster!" Adreniline freaks are not allowed in his truck! Shut up!" Nick hissed. Flame didn't hear her. ~After the show: "Shopping cart!!" Flame yelled, thrusting her fists into the air. "Actually, That is a bike." Nick pointed out. "I'm gonna ride it backwards down the hill." "Awesome! I mean... No Flame... Don't do it..." Petey had a very wide grin on her face. "No Flame! Don't do it! Rem- and she's already gone." "Look at her go! Woohoo! Go Flame!!" ~~ LDS hospital: "-she hit her head pretty hard but lucky for her it was only a minor concussion. She broke her wrist, 6 fingers, fractured a weaker leg bone and broke her nose." Flames head hurt worse than anything she had ever felt before. Not to mention there was the pain everywhere else. She gave herself a mental shake and opened her eyes. Everybodys back was facing her. 2 doctors, her parents and Petey where there. Nick was wringing her hands. "But she'll be okay, right?" "Knowing her, she'd do it again, this time without the mini-van." Petey mumbled. "Ah good, she's awake." The beaming faces were looking down on her. *Down.* She was sure her lip was on the verge of curling in distaste. "Don't touch me." She snarled. "Next time you get that close, I'll bite you." "Honey, It's me, your mom." Flames mom reached out to touch her. Flame missed her hand by millimeters. Over the next few months, Flame got wilder, insaner and more hostel. Her wounds externally healed but doctors speculated whether the emotional damage would ever heal. That was when she met Ed. He showed up one day when she was sitting in bed, apparently attempting to bore a hole in the opposite wall. "They called you the souless one at the desk." He said. "Why is that?" Flame had been daydreaming about glory and power. She glared at his. "What are you lookin' at?" She snapped. Her eyes where steel.
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Post by Petey on Mar 1, 2006 20:13:28 GMT -5
EEEEEEEEEEEEE! petey!!!
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Post by mai on Mar 1, 2006 22:02:56 GMT -5
Yay Eddy! I likes it.
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Post by fireflame on Mar 1, 2006 22:23:03 GMT -5
u always like it mai
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Post by Ed on Mar 2, 2006 9:40:36 GMT -5
Pony!! I mean.. yes, The story. It took me awhile to make up Flames story because I jump around alot in the book so it was difficult. Anywho. Heres the more. (This one is long too...)
Ed frowned. "People like you really tick me off." He picked her up and placed her under his arm. People didn't look twice at them. "Hey! Put me down! Put me down!" "Shut up. You really ticked me off. Lounging in bed, feeling sorry for yourself." "What did I do?? Put me down, or I'll bite you!" " I don't care. I doubt you could-OW!!!" "I warned you." She muttered. Ed dropped her but held onto the back of her neck while he examined the bleeding wound. "At least you're a fighter. C'mon." He herded her to a long black limo. "Did I get famous?" She asked. "Don't be stupid. The only way you'll get famous is if you take over the world." At laughed at the thought. "My parents-" "-are the ones who hired me." He ducked her into the car and followed. The limo started up and pulled out of the hospital parking lot. "Who are you? You look very familier." "My name is Edward Repow. You, however, may not call me that. You can call me Eddy or Sensai. Whatever floats your boat." "So you're just another bloody doctor." "No, I'm a teacher. You will learn from me. Even if you don't want to." "Shoot. I hate you already." "I'm sure you do." Flame spent months with Eddy. He taught her nearly everything he knew. Karate, Adavnced Geometry, Biology, every bloody thing he had ever learned. He hammered the ideas into her head and made her take steps to control her firey temper. Flame still, however, had not healed mentally. One night, when she was asleep on her homework, Ed was talking into her parents. "She has made incredible progress. Unfourtunatly, there's still something missing. Does she like to fly?" Thats how she broke her leg last summer." Ed nodded thoughtfully. "Okay then. Otherwise, she's doing fine, though right now she's asleep on her homework. Looks like she's almost done." "Good. Call us if you have any problems." "I plain to." He said after they hung up. ~Next Morning: "I called your parents last night." "What'd they say?" Flame was balancing on the ball of one foot. "Nothin' much, just wondering how you are doing." "Oh. Okay then." She looked slightly put out and tottered on the brink of falling. "Heh, sorry. Barely got any sleep last night." The phone rang. "Stay put." He left to go get it. He came back from two phone calls looking like he had seen a ghost. "Is something wrong?" Flame asked. "Two things actually. Do you want the bad news first or the very bad news?" "How about the bad news." "My brother Ty Griffin is moving in." "And the very bad news-?" ~~ "Poor thing. Losing her family at such a young age." "I know. I didn't lose my parents till I was 50!" All day people where walking up to Flame muttering, sorry, or giving her hugs. Flame was in her own little world, paying little or not attention to the reality of it all. When she finally came back, reality would smack her down. Her souless eyes stared at the three closed caskets, lined up next to each other in the cemetary. Ed had a broad hand on her shoulder, mostly to keep her from falling on her face.
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Post by Ed on Mar 2, 2006 9:41:33 GMT -5
I have an avacado for an egg.
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Post by fireflame on Mar 2, 2006 18:10:47 GMT -5
lol edd
i have to print out ur story again
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Post by Petey on Mar 2, 2006 20:45:03 GMT -5
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaavvvaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaacaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatoooo.
...misco made me say that once. Made me angry.
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