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Part I
Friday, 20 May 2011 @ 6:53:00 pm
Gonna post a story i wrote cause i feel like it. But its in parts!So, Im not gonna post today nor in the next week as basically it's ''ping pong piang'' or either scream at my dad before i settle to go for school, everyday.read it k, loveyou guys!



                  Crushes,Mess & the School Trip-Part I    

''Why do you guys get to go on a fieldtrip while the rest of us are gonna suffer hell in school this week?'' Justina went.

Clearly, she wasn't in the best of mood or rather she was down in the dumps.

''School trips ain't fun, slugs, dirty toilets,muddy grounds, no televisions, no texting, how fun is it? We wouldn't be sleeping in really comfy beds like how you're gonna be like, does it sound sensible enough, inept?'' Karen rebutted.

''Bitch please,so what? That Nevestin guy's going how's that not gonna be fun? If I were you, I would be thrilled to bits even if the school trip wasn't a week away.Sometimes I wish you could use some brains oh-so-bookworm Karen'' Justina rolled her eyes a 360 degrees, rebutting Justina wasn't a smart thing to do, she could win you hands down in her roller coaster tone.

''Cheesy enough, stop going mad crazy over Kayne Nevestin just cause he's popular, he's rich, he's the heir of the newspaper holdings of New York, so what? That jerk's just waiting for more girls to fall into that trap with his butter-up moments!You're the one that needs to use some brains or suck some brain juice up,Justina Felicity!'' Amelyn went chanting in her rare monotonous tone to Justina being bitchy enough to send Justina raging fires, ready to explode any moment.

Meanwhile, Tiara was busy scribbling away her leaving love letter to her dear Myer in a writing paper that was filled with hearts,just taking a short look at it gets me feeling all queezy inside. Like cmon I don't even think Myer would like a whole paper filled with hearts, he's a guy & when did guys in this generation every treasured these lovey dovey things , they'd rather smooch in the hallway alongside the long red lockers, duh.

Drifting more deeply into the string of thoughts, the background ''music'' never seem to fade away for a second. Justina still couldn't apprehend the fact that going on a school trip with Kayne Nevestin wasn't that great & fun afterall. The heated arguement was still boiling ,now,over a hundred degree celcius.

Ohyes! & not to forget, Cara & Daniella! They were on the clique too but they seem to have drifted into their celebrity magazine totally not paying heed to their surroundings,as usual.They were totally absorbed into their celebrities world that the background ''music'' didn't seemed to affect them one bit.They'd rather snuggle into their beds watching the hot on the press news on celebrity stars then go on some school trip,undoubtly. It was as though not watching it a day was taking their breath away.

My flow of thoughts were cut off by the many girls screaming as Kayne & Chris sauntered down the hallway, many throwing themselves at them while some made way just forgetting to add a red carpet for the aisle.The heated arguement came to an abrupt stop as Justina turned to cast sheep's eyes on em.As they walked down, Tiara caught their attention & I was sure she was in for a tough game.As they approached closer, Chris took the seat next to her & Kayne on the other side. Kayne being faster in thoughts & movement snatched the paper out of her hands & left her in a daze as he went reading her letter out loud enough that ignoring it was already a bliss.

''Dear lil Myer, I'll miss you when I'm gone.I can't imagine those nights when I'll sleep with my pillow sheets wet as I cry myself to sleep. Being apart from you will be the hardest thing I'll ever have to do......'' 

                                        To be continued.... STAY TUNED!!!