Laughing under his breath, the tattooed man threw the girl onto his back. He got on all fours, like a runner before a larg sprint. "Ladies and gentleman are adviced to fasten their seatbelts. If your seatbelt does not work or there are none available, please grab onto the vehicle and pray, if you think that will do anything that is."
The man grinned. "Take my hand and find out, or are you too much of a wuss to take it."
The man ignored the puppeteer and looked at the dark angel. This was becoming more and more troublesome by the moment. He needed this girl alive. "Please, forgive my moment of cliche, but take my hand if you want to live."
because no one thought I was a freshman.
cause my school makes a big deal over it. I'm kinda glad I never had to experience it.
ouch poor poor you.
oh chill. what year?
for me, it's the last day.
man everyone is getting sick lately
I'm bored. someone I know is on msn, but doesn't seem like in the mood for talking. yourself?
yes ma'am.
...making you mad?
I'm sorry.
................................................... please sign on the dotted line ^
aww I didn't know you cared :3
I said it first noob :D
oh get over yourself ^^
in your dreams night.
o rly? what do you see?
no you don't -_-
