Teebashy:

Lol.....yp, d pop corn do finish...and am so sorry, jst dat I was carried away
Nice job

haha, but you fully back now right? D9ty7 i haven't seen you for a time now!

Shaxee:
but i guess i haven't notice, because you haven't encourage me for some days now, i haven't seen your backup! Or is your pop corn finish! Thronekid could get ya one!!

Yeah,i could,u tink? @ teebashy

thronekid:

Yeah,i could,u tink? @ teebashy

yp u can...and can u produce am asap

Shaxee:
haha, but you fully back now right? D9ty7 i haven't seen you for a time now!

yp am back

Teebashy:

yp am back

welcome back dear

Nice update Shaxee.
I hate rich girls

Crowny1:
Nice update Shaxee.
I hate rich girls

crowny1 is like suspense is gonna occur very soon!

Teebashy:

yp u can...and can u produce am asap

Done already,nw,won't u gv me a hug?

thronekid:

Done already,nw,won't u gv me a hug?

Teebashy:
hm,i wont oh
*winkx*

No dy wink jor,You won't?

Shaxee:
crowny1 is like suspense is gonna occur very soon!

I hate suspense
But it's ur story. So do what u want
It'll make d story interesting though

Crowny1:

I hate suspense
But it's ur story. So do what u want
It'll make d story interesting though

alright dear

Nice work, forgot to comment earlier, but hey, when will u post d next chapter, I'm actually nursing so many ideas in my head. Pls I need super. Post ASAP, thanks nd thumbs up 4 u.

***CONTINUES***
No problem.” Carlo
gave me a small smile.
Venice cleared her
throat.
“Oh, sorry!” I exclaimed.
“Um, Venice, this is
Carlo. Carlo,Venice.”
“It’s nice to meet you,”
Carlo said politely.
“Uhmfghsdyastwo,”
Venice breathed, utter
gibberish coming out of
her mouth as she
stared at him with
googly eyes.
I rolled my own eyes.
“Hey,Venice, didn’t you
want to go to the DC
before they ran out of
good food?” I asked
pointedly.
“Fine, fine, I can take a
hint,” she grumbled, still
staring rather dreamily
at Carlo. “It was nice
meeting you,” she
breathed.
“It was nice meeting
you too,” Carlo replied
politely.
“I’ll see you there in a
bit, right?” Venice asked
me.
I nodded, and she
turned and hurried
towards the DC to grab
the last of the roasted
chicken.
Carlo and I just stood in
a surprisingly
comfortable silence for
a while after Venice
left. Although I suppose
it wasn’t all that
surprising. For some
reason, I always felt
more at ease around
Carlo than I did around
any other member of
the Scions.
“Thanks for saving me
from those girls back
there,” I finally said,
rubbing my arm. It had
finally gotten back to
normal. “I really
appreciate it.”
“Don’t worry about it,”
he answered. A glint of
amusement lit up his
dark eyes. “They’re
pretty scary, aren’t
they?”
I shuddered. “Scary, and
faker than Pamela
Anderson’s breasts. I
think I preferred it
when they were
throwing stuff at me.”
Carlo laughed, a rich,
deep laugh that filled
the hallway and
enveloped me like a
warm hug. “You know,
you’re one-of-a-kind,
Maya Lindberg.”
I smirked. “Really?” I
fake gushed. “That’s
the nicest thing
anyone’s ever said to
me!”
He glanced at me wryly.
“Keep up the sarcasm,
and I’ll call Agnes back
here so you two can
plan your shopping
date.”
I was horrified. “No! No,
I didn’t mean it, I
swear!” I waved my
arms frantically around.
The thought of
spending another
minute with the twig
made my whole body
go limp with dread. “No
sarcasm from me again.
Promise.”
Carlo chuckled. “I was
just joking, no need to
freak out. I don’t hate
you, you know.”
“That’s a relief,” I
quipped. Suddenly, I
noticed something
sticking out of his
pocket. “Is that…is that
Grapes of Wrath?” I
stuttered, a bit stunned
that Carlo Tevasco was
carrying my favorite
book of all time around
with him.
He glanced down at the
tattered paperback.
“Oh, yeah,” he said,
pulling it out of his
pocket and staring at it
fondly. “It’s my favorite
book.”
Un-freakin’-believable.
Who would’ve thought
I’d ever have anything
in common with a
Scion?
“So, I’ve been meaning
to ask you something.”
Carlo leaned against the
lockers and crossed his
muscular arms over his
chest.
“Sure. What is it?”
He glanced around,
probably to make sure
no one else was in
earshot. “Why are you
and Parker pretending
to date?”
And just like that, my
brain completely froze. I
just gaped at him in
shock. What—he—did
—how?
“What—what are you
talking about?” I
laughed shrilly. It
sounded fake even to
my own ears. “Parker
and I really are dating!

***CONTINUES***
Uh-huh.” Carlo looked
unimpressed. “And
Valesca has just been
voted the friendliest
town in the US. Maya,
you and him are pretty
good actors, but come
on, I’ve known him
since we were babies.
He is not going to date
someone he’s never
even had more than a
dozen conversations
with.”
“We’ve had more than a
dozen conversations,” I
muttered. The majority
of them just happened
to last under thirty
seconds. I sighed, not
even bothering to try
and hide it anymore.
Carlo seemed way too
smart to fall for any of
my excuses anyway.
“You’re not going to tell
anyone, are you?”
“Of course not.” He
looked slightly offended.
“Why would I do that?
Although I’m warning
you, I think Adri already
knows.”
I groaned. “She does?”
“It’s ok, she won’t tell
anyone either,” Carlo
assured me. “Besides,
it’s best she figured it
out, or—“
He stopped.
I tilted my head
curiously. “Or what?”
He cleared his throat.
“Nothing.”
“You’re so weird,” I
complained. “Well, do
Zack and Roman
know?”
“I don’t think Zack
knows, unless Adri told
him. And Roman’s a bit
slow,” he added
mischievously.
I snickered as I
suddenly flashed back
to Saturday. Boy, did
Carlo get that right.
"You never answered
me question, though.
What's going on with
you guys?"
With a sigh, I told him
about my grandmother,
her incessant
matchmaking, and her
desire to match me up
with every boy that had
an IQ above 130.
Of course, Carlo thought
it was hilarious. "Oh
man, I'd love to meet
her," he laughed. "She
sounds like a riot."
"Oh, she's a riot all
right," I muttered.
Suddenly, the bell rang,
signaling the end of
lunch and the start of
the next class period.
I blinked, thoughs of my
grandmother flying out
of my head. “Oh no! I
missed lunch!” I
whimpered. "And I just
left Venice in there!"
Eating was one of the
greatest joys in life, and
the DC’s food was just
about the only thing I
could stand in Valesca. I
stared sadly down at
my stomach, which let
out an obedient hungry
growl. “Stupid twigs.”
Carlo laughed again.
“Venice'll be fine. Are
you really that hungry
though?”
“Yes.” I couldn’t help
but pout. “I’m a
growing girl! I need
sustenance.”
He shook his head and
reached into his pocket
again. “Here, hopefully
this’ll hold you over till
you can get something
to eat.” He tossed me
an Almond Joy.
I wrinkled my nose. I
liked chocolate, I hated
Almond Joys. “Do you
have something else?” I
asked hopefully. “A
Twix, maybe? Or
Snickers? Or even a
Three Musketeers?”
“Beggars can’t be
choosers,” Carlo mock
scolded me. “Now eat,
before you faint.”
“You suck,” I grumbled,
grudgingly unwrapping
the candy and taking a
bite. I made a face. Ick.
“Keep on making that
face and it’ll freeze that
way.”
“You know, I think I like
you a whole lot better
when you’re not
talking,” I huffed. I took
another, annoyed bite
without thinking, and
almost gagged. God, I
hate Almond Joys.
“That’s what everyone
tells me,” Carlo said
cheerfully. “Come on,
let’s get you to class
while you enjoy that
delicious chocolate bar.

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From dis story so far, av learnt a grt deal of things......kip d ball rolling dear.....less i forget, it jst a few hours to yr 2015, let me b d 1st person to wish u a stress free nd wondaful 2015

Teebashy:
From dis story so far, av learnt a grt deal of things......kip d ball rolling dear.....less i forget, it jst a few hours to yr 2015, let me b d 1st person to wish u a stressful nd wondaful 2015

Let me b d second.
Happy 2015 Shaxee and everyone else.
Though I don't wish u a stressful one. *winks*

Teebashy:
From dis story so far, av learnt a grt deal of things......kip d ball rolling dear.....less i forget, it jst a few hours to yr 2015, let me b d 1st person to wish u a stressful nd wondaful 2015

U mean a stress free?

Yp dear....tanx.... Typo error

Toeyean1507:
U mean a stress free?

If i catch u @ crowny1

Crowny1:

Let me b d second.
Happy 2015 Shaxee and everyone else.
Though I don't wish u a stressful one. *winks*

If i catch u @ crowny1

Crowny1:

Let me b d second.
Happy 2015 Shaxee and everyone else.
Though I don't wish u a stressful one. *winks*

Teebashy:
Yp dear....tanx.... Typo error

I thought as much. U r welcum. Try to modify it b4 people start attacking u

Crowny1:

Let me b d second.
Happy 2015 Shaxee and everyone else.
Though I don't wish u a stressful one. *winks*

thanks dear

Toeyean1507:
I thought as much. U r welcum. Try to modify it b4 people start attacking u

i've already seen it! It doesn't really mean anything, my day has been really stress free

Am using this opportunity to wish my dear readers! My famz, my people! My backups! My luv once! And a sounded happy new year, a blissful one, a new year that will change you totally, people will ask em self, because you've turned a blessing, you've made a change to someone's live, you've brought someone the gift of life, the caring some needs!! Thanks to you all my well wishers! I luv you all! Have a blissful new year!!

Shaxee:
thanks dear

jst bcus i made a mistake in typing a stressful instead of stress free, dat is y u no tank me.......NO WAHALA

Teebashy:
If i catch u @ crowny1

Teebashy:

jst bcus i made a mistake in typing a stressful instead of stress free, dat is y u no tank me.......NO WAHALA

am sorry about that, i'll modify it now!! That was definately a mistake i didn't notice ma'am

Shaxee:
am sorry about that, i'll modify it now!! That was definately a mistake i didn't notice ma'am

U beta do........jst kidding
*winks*

***CONTINUES***
I glared at him. I take
back everything I ever
said about him being
nice. Carlo Tevasco was
a terrible person.
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Poor Mr. Martin. I
actually liked the man,
and he actually
managed to teach
physics in a way that
wasn’t utterly boring,
but unfortunately, no
one was listening to
him today.
That was because
everyone’s too busy
staring at me. Or, to be
more specific, me and
Parker, who had
waltzed in here five
minutes after class
started, plopped down
in the seat next to
mine, and proceeded to
steal the entire class’s
attention.
“What are you doing
here?” I hissed, trying
to keep my voice as low
as possible so no one
else could hear.
“Coming to visit my
girlfriend, of course,”
Parker replied
innocently. “I missed
you at lunch today.
Where were you?”
“Running from twigs,” I
muttered, annoyed. My
stomach let out
another growl. Ugh.
“Running from twigs?”
Parker gave me a
strange look. “How…uh…
entertaining.”
“It’s all your fault too,”
I added, conveniently
forgetting the fact that
I was the one who’d
made him become my
fake boyfriend.
“How is it my fault you
seem to have a deathly
fear of tree parts?”
“That’s not what I
meant. I—“
“Excuse me, can I help
you?” Mr. Martin’s voice
stopped me.
I looked up and saw a
skinny boy holding a
brown paper bag in his
hand. “I have a delivery
for…” He looked down
at the receipt. “Maya
Lindberg?”
Mr. Martin frowned at
me. “What’s this,
Maya?”
“Um…uh…” I had
absolutely no idea. “It’s
—“
“Here you go,” the boy
said, dropping the bag
on my desk once he
saw me respond. He
left without another
word.
Unable to help my
curiosity, I peeked into
the bag, my eyes
widening when I saw a
sushi combo box, a
bowl of miso soup, and
a bottle of water. My
stomach growled again,
even louder this time.
“Maya missed lunch
today and I just ordered
in something for her to
eat,” Parker explained
to the class as a whole,
and to get Mr. Martin
off my back.
Of course, it worked.
“You didn’t really order
this, did you?” I
whispered, pulling out
the sushi box. It was
terribly rude to eat in
class, but I couldn’t help
it. I was just so hungry.
“If I say yes, will it get
me laid? Ow!” He
winced in pain as I
stomped on his foot.
Mr. Martin shot us a
scandalized look but
didn’t say anything.
“There’s your answer,”
I replied sweetly,
bringing a dragon roll up
to my mouth. My eyes
nearly crossed at the
heavenly goodness. Oh
my god, this was…this
was unbelievable. I’ve
never tasted anything
so good in my entire
life! I eagerly scarfed
down another roll as
Parker plucked
something out of the
bag.
“Oh, hey, there’s a
note.”
I stopped. “Really?” I
snatched the note from
him and opened it.
Maya,
Check the bottom of
the bag. It’s to make up
for the Almond Joy.

2014 goin,luking frward t 2015