| <LCF666> well, NO SUCH NICK / CHANNEL <LCF666> might as well go too NO SUCH NICK / CHANNEL <LCF666> I�ll hav to prepare for tomorrow! NO SUCH NICK / CHANNEL <LCF666> wait, NO SUCH NICK / CHANNEL <LCF666> whom am I still talking too? NO SUCH NICK / CHANNEL Well, what the HELL do you think about Naomi�s devilish plot? Is it wicked or just plain cruel? Well, what ever you say, she�s still not going to give up on Ulrich. And she�ll do everything to have him. But isn�t it kind of rude or unfair to do that to your friend? Not only that, he�s your only friend. Well why do we have to care? This kind of stuff happens in the world every single day of our lives, and I don�t see why nobody notices it. All through that, Naomi was kind of having doubts if she�s really gonna go through with this shit. I mean she had her conscience buggin� her. And who wouldn�t right? She cannot play with the one she really loves and fool him and be dishonest about each other because that would really suck if it was some kind of so-called relationship. She cannot even accept that she was to be his not that loyal but more likely most trusted babe on the net. And what�s going around her mind now is, would she regret this? Or would she have benefits about it? But even though she succeeds, she kept a promise that she�ll have to say it directly to Ulrich what she did and reveals that she was really RiCe777 on the net which could lead to sudden brake-up and a tremendous heart smashing experience for Naomi someday right?! Well, I know you get the outcome don�t you? We�ll just have to wait and see what happens tomorrow. CHAPTER 14: MORNIN� DEW As Ulrich prepares for his big presentation about what he thinks of what the HELL happened last night, he slowly sat and think. After a few minutes. He had an idea! Whatever really he�s gonna give her tomorrow, it�ll have to be something extraordinary and awesome for a girl like her. Well, what could a potentially considered to be a prom queen next year would want? Wait! Aren�t those types are much likely having a football player for their lame boyfriend? Well do they? I mean it was every American movie policy or rule or somethin�, don�t you notice it? Well, it�s not time to talk about that now okay? The point is, it will be very different. And very different indeed because it�s not the class standards are the things that are looked at here, it�s really the person not the outside figure like most of rags to riches movies would definitely consider. Furthermore, like I said that�s different, it�s Fiona who is the one searching for Ulrich. She�s the one wanting him, and she�s the one to go for him. But an ARTIST? I mean that�s pretty absurd don�t you think? But there is one thing or maybe a couple of things that Fiona saw in Ulrich, probably the looks but, there must be something more to that. You guessed it? No? Aw! Not good for you laddy! I can�t say it right now. Perhaps on the few chapters you might guess it but, I�ll think of it as a major surprise for you! Back to Ulrich. Still keeps searching for a necklace, and he suddenly fixes his eyes onto a cross, which he had just lying around. He grabs hold of a string, and some knotting over there, some scraping over here and�WALAH!! He has a necklace. As for the flowers, he simply checked his collection of dead roses and puts a bit drops of his liquid perfume and deodorant to fit with all of that. And he puts it all of the other things he�s prepared for in his black backpack and slams it to the ground and jumps over his bed full of unnecessary things in it like, the remote, some macabre pocket books, hangers, 2 two week old shirt, some charcoal pencils and his sketch pad. And with even all that on his sight, he never doubted to dive right in and sleep with all of those things lying beside him. The macabre pocket book kinda being on his back was immediately thrown at the floor hitting all of the stacked up satanic ritual guide. After all, that macabre novel has 666 pages in it, who wouldn�t get pissed off and complain if it was on your back? But what really makes my wonder, without going pass a few minutes� the devil child was sleeping. I guess his comfortable about the bed. I know some people do that, but doesn�t actually gets a good night sleep. Well in his case, 3:48 is still at nighttime. When he woke-up, his eyes where still shut, and his conscience is still a blur of what happened last night like most people forget about. He rubs his eye balled bugered eyes and his chin full of drool from last night�s sex dream, he looks at the clock. It�s quarter to 7:00. � WHAT?!!? Quarter to 7:00?!??� he�s not concerned about being late or anything, he�s concerned about if he�s able to enter the classroom or not! He hurried up and quickly remembers what to bring, what requirements to nab and to bring. And slowly, he remembers his big plan about the babe Fiona and all the stuff he�s going to do. And slowly excites him to go to school without any sort of reason rather than that and attend to English class. While he takes off his shirt, pants and under ware, he was still thing =king of what is he going to do if this one fails? The only girl he�s ever courted, will go down to ashes. Considering he was down to his under ware, he was also thinking of the other benefits he�ll have when he does score! Well there�s definitely having sex, as he slowly imagined her perfect and sexy body with him alone in his cluttered room. Now he rushes to the bathroom because his dick kept begging him to masturbate! After a few cum that went 7 ft. in inches, he still thought that he�d had to respect her when she really loves her. And his dick slowly went un-aroused. Which can only mean, he will respect her of what she is, her body, her needs, her rights, her panties, and all that she�s concerned with. Because she�s not just someone�s masturbating pleasures, she�s supposed to be loved by heart. Not by dick! He walks in through the shower room, turns on the cold knob. �SPISHHHHHHHHHH� as all of the water showered on to his long hair and all over his body. Rubs the soap all around, head to toe. But never touched his shampoo. Turns off the knob, walks out, and stares in the mirror. Looks at self for a few seconds and said, � You are much handsome than Brad Pitt! Much studlier than Johnny Bravo, and much artistic than Van Gogh!� after much praise to his own self, he grabs the toothbrush and spews out some of the toothpaste, and did hi daily brushing as always. After much fuzz in the bathroom, he, of course, enters his room. Dried himself up as dry as possible, and puts on his newly washed black under ware, then his not yet washed black socks, then his black pants, then his black Reebok sneakers, then his black shirt with an inverted cross design, then his black trench coat, then his black mood ring, and other Satanic rings, then his bracelet, then the inverted question to God emblem for his necklace, then his inverted cross earrings and grab holds of his laptop and put it on his backpack and also his binder shoves it over not to his ass but, to his right shoulder and his set to school. What kind of school you might ask. I can assure you it�s not the church of Satan or the school of Satan rather. |
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