
Claire Shinigami <miss_claire_redfeild>
"luckest girl in the world"
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| ORlA'S STORY!!! | 207 weeks ago | ||
Ok this was al made by my lovely friend Orla... i just typed it up lol Anyways decided to add it here cause im weird..anyways you might not be able to understand it lol...cause it based slightly on the story i wrote for her about killing my boyfriends ex... No im not evil..maybe slightly ..but i had a good reason to write a story like that lol...HATE EVIL EX's !!!! Anyhoo its another way to get rid of all the anger from me... better than killing her in real life...Dont you think? Anyways enjoy Orlas story - Something ominous hung in the air, we all knew we couldn?t count on luck this time. We had made some narrow escapes in the past, but none came close to being locked inside a tomb in the middle of an old Victorian cementary whilst a poisonous gas slowly filled every centimetre cubed soon to be drown into our lungs. ?We are all Fucked? - Generously summarised Stephanie laying her heads against Naomi?s arm who looked incredibly occupied with flinging her beautiful long brown hair over her shoulders. ?That?s an understatement of the year? - I offered, idly playing with Naomi?s hair, in defiance to the end-of-the-world (well, as we know it!) scenario unravelling before our very eyes. Because, what is the world worth without my stunning Naomi and Stephanie?s excellent oratory skills used to such perfection when making us look like a pair of twats? Not much. This is when James texted Naomi ?Hi?. As always in such situation - we all received a text from James and we all wondered - when the hell is he going to GET a life? And how sad it was, we wouldn?t live to make him regret wasting ten pence on a mere gesture of politeness. ?How dare he? How many times do I have to tell him I have no credit to waste on him? - Naomi screamed, turning green. Her muscles become more defined, eyes turning crimson red, hair flew over her head in waves - in summary, she looked HOT, Smoking hot. (And environmentally friendly) She got up and punched the door, busting it down and dragging me and Stephanie - still cheerfully entangled in her hair, across the cementary behind her. ?Lets go to KFC, I?m hungry?- she said, shaking off bits of marble and groin its, she had destroyed only seconds before in her outburst of cold fury. ?Ok? - me and Stephanie replied, making attempts at smoothing down our clothes and ignore the fact it was all ridiculous - after KFC uses disfigured chickens. | |||
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