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Green Smurf.
Started by Greentail22
(2013-04-07 16:34:38)
Greentail22 (2013-04-07 16:34:38)
"Uuuuggghhh! What could you possibly want now, Ethan!" I shouted with clear irritation. This was the third time he showed up at my house today. He'd already freaking called probably twenty or thirty minutes ago! I was pretty sure he hadn't heard what I had just exclaimed, but I definitely wish he did.
I stomped down the stairs a little harder than intended, only to find that my sister had already let him in. I glanced at his face and he was smiling shyly.
"Hey, Marissa." He mumbled as loud as he could. I could tell he knew that he was bothering me a lot.
I sighed, "Hi, Ethan. Wanna come upstairs?"
"Um... Sure, I guess."
"Is that a yes?"
He nodded vigorously.
I grabbed his hand lightly but quickly. I'd rather get this over with. Whatever it was.
He followed along quickly, trying to slowly pull his hand free of my grasp.
"What's the matter? Scared you'll get cooties?" I rolled my eyes, letting go of his hand once we reached my room.
"No," he said. "I just don't like holding hands."
I wasn't holding your hand!
I wanted to shout this and then push him back out the door. He's been bothering me too much.
I glared at him. "Well? Did you have something to tell me, or did you want to fall out of a window?"
He hesitated. "Well... um... Sort of three things. I have to tell you something, but what I'm going to tell you will probably make you push me out of that window." He gestured to the window to his right.



Sorry! >.< I would write a whole lot more if it wasn't 1 A.M. I promise I'll add more soon!

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2013-08-06 16:24:04

Greentail22 (2013-04-17 15:42:28)
"... And why is that? Have you turned into a pegasus?"
He cleared his throat. "No... It's just... sort of... I guess you could call it superstition."
I stared at him incredulously. "You've got to be kidding me. You're not turning superstitious on me, are you?"
He started to fidget. "I told you it was crazy."
I rolled my eyes. "Can you tell me the superstitious thing, now?"
 

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