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“Oni! Did you already pack some shampoo, conditioner and all of that crap? You know that hotel hygiene products suck!” shouted June through my bathroom door.

“June chill, Let me finish taking my waz.” I rolled my eyes. No use she couldn’t see it.

I walked out of the bathroom sat on the edge of my bed looked up at June and said “Don’t you ever go home? I bet that Andrew misses you dearly.” I smiled at her. Now it was her turn to roll her eyes.

June sat next to me. She put her head into her hands. I wasn't expecting that, I pat her back.

"June what's wrong?" I asked concerned while removing her hands from her head.

"It's just that, well." June was having a hard time finding the right thing to say.

"I just haven't been able to stop worrying about Ky, and Andrew is getting irritated because we haven't spent a lot of time together." She looked up at me with her eyes looking glossy. she was about to cry.

"Well we can always just go and visit her." I suggested while standing up slowly.

"You know, I wonder why I hadn't thought of that?" June looked at me with all traces of the sadness before, gone.

"Yeah! I can go grab the car keys, tell mom where we're going and you can mapquest the directions to her prison." I said already slowly walking away from my older sister. I got a good idea in my head. I'm gonna do it and no one can stop me.

"Yeah it'd be nice to see her. You know we have spent way to much time away from our sister, I feel kinda bad now." She said standing up also.

"Yeah, uh-huh, plan ready for action? I wanna make sure that I see her before my next birthday, when I'm 24!" I shouted to her while walking out of my bedroom door.

{10 minutes later}

"You got the stuff?" I asked June seriously while pointing my fingers at her like a gun.

"Woah there!" She laughed and pointed to her purse. I did a cartwheel over to her, ripped her purse off of her arm then did a somersault back to where I was before. June looked confused. I ripped the directions out of her purse, unfolded it and started reading, then threw her bag back to her without taking my eyes off the paper.

"Let's go!" I said with a stupid look on my face. June took a handful of Cheetos from the kitchen and returned my look. We were finally leaving!

So, me and June had a bit of a fight over who got to drive. But then, we both realized that I suck with directions and get myself lost most of the time. So, the driver was obviously June.

"Well I wanted to control the radio anyway." I said getting into the passenger seat. June started the engine and rolled down the windows. She gave me the directions. I looked at her surprised that she trusted me with such treasure.

"Don't screw this up." she told me with a grin. I stuck my tongue out at her and reached for the radio. I went to lots of different stations then on Z100 Rihanna was on, I tried to change it ninja fast, but June had already heard it. She slapped my hand. So, I punched her in the arm. She gave me an intimidating look. I shrunk in my seat and put in my ipod so I didn't have to listen to Rihanna, and June's "beautiful" singing voice going along with it. I looked over the directions.

"Turn on 42nd street now!" She turned that steering wheel to the left so hard I was smashed against the window. I glared at her.

"Well you wouldn't have hit the window if you payed more attention." She said teasingly. So, I just gave the directions to her. This was gonna be a long ride.
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Last summer I went to Los Angeles to stay with my cousin for a few weeks.One afternoon we were having lunch in a nice restaurant in the centre of the town when my cousin got a call on her mobile phone and went outside to talk.While she was speaking to her friend,I suddenly noticed a man in a black hat who was sitting at the next table.It was the actor Johnny Depp!He was alone,and I decided to take my chance.So I got up and went to his table:'Excuse me,could I have my photo taken with you?'I asked.He said yes,so I stopped a waitress who was passing by and gave her my camera.She took the photo of me and Johnny,I thanked them both,and then I returned to my table.When my cousin came back,I smiled.'Why are you looking so pleased with yourself?'she asked.
'I had my photo taken with Johnny Depp.'
'Johnny Depp?Where is he?'
'He's sitting over there.Look!'
She turned around to look and then started to laugh.
'That's not Johnny Depp!'I looked at the man in the black hat-he was laughing too.
I work for a magazine,which was doing an article about British language learners.As an experiment,they asked me to learn a completely new language for one month.Then I had to go to the country and do some"tests"to see if I could"survive"in different situations.I decided to learn Polish because my great-grandmother was Polish and I have some relatives there.I can already speak French and Spanish quite well but Polish isn't a latin-based language so I knew it would be completely different.

I did a one-month intensive course at a language school in Birmingham.I thought I was good at languages before...
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posted by Epismatic
You held up your pumpkin spice finger,

With a playful wink,

Your sweetness saved me several times,

When I was on the brink,

The warmth within your spritely smile,

Allowed me to be real,

Your cinnamon and sugar hugs

They taught me how to feel.

I'd run down to the coffee shop,

So I could see your face.

You've seen me at my happiest,

You've seen me in disgrace.

And though you're always beaming,

Still I feel the need to say,

It's okay if you have some days,

Where your spice fades away.
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Sorry for not posting this earlier but I post them on my spot and forget to post them here... so to be more updated please join my spot and read them as they are ready:P
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Thanks to Emmett4ever for the first push...
And thanks to everyone for the support...



"Catherine's POV"

Now I know we have a change... Now I now we can fight... Fight for our love, fight for our life, fight for each other... We are no longer two lovers drawn apart, we are two lovers fighting for their love...
See the light in the end of the tunnel? It's me guiding...
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Chapter 2 - New Boy

    I was hyperventilating as my angel walked past me on to his first class. He walked into the door of Mr. Emmi’s class, which was also my first class. I learned that my angels name is Stefan. His sisters names were Colleen and Carmen. His brothers, Jacob and Leo.
    His voice was heavenly. Sweet and daring. He walked to the last empty desk. It was beside me. I moved my purse from off the desktop and smiled at him politely. His answering smile made me hyperventilate again. I could have sworn I heard him chuckle.
    We...
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Source: 클립 상세 - 중학 Wrïtïng – 최상급 비교... | EBS클립뱅크
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After eating breakfast Jacob and I went up to our room to get dressed. Finding the closet was pretty easy because there are only two doors in our room, the bathroom and the closet. “Oh. My. Gosh. Alice went way over board with this.” Jacob said in a normal tone. I walked over and looked in the closet and she did. It was the size of my parents bedroom back at there house. Jacob and I had our own sides. Aunt Alice hadn’t put any of Jake’s or my clothes in the closet she bought all new clothes for us. We walked in to find something simple to wear but that was impossible with Aunt Alice...
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Asleep and sound. Relaxed in my own mind and comfort, yet this shaking and jolting of my body is annoying. Opening up my eyes, seeing my brat sister made me loose that comfort. I was looking at her angrily saying,"Do you mind? I was perfectly relaxed listening to The Crystal Ship, and now you've ruined that for me!" Rolling her serpent like green eyes she replied,"We're here at the airport. We're meeting our guides here to help us not die in the jungle. Oh and by the way, we have to go by bus to get near the jungle and walk on the way there, so prepare yourself." She walked away with her friends,...
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