Posts by LostSight

'Shank you' Sukes!

The picture of Frogpond:

"Uh..." Melvin hesitated. "What's that? Oh no! Shark!" He said pointing at nothing. He'd hope she'll turnaround, so he could swim under water, just so he can dodge the question.

Singler Mingler wrote:

"Depends what is he like?" tyler said holding he closer.

"He..." She bit her lip. She moved some of her hair , revealing a large bruise on her neck.

Gasping, Melvin layed on the sandy shorse. There, he saw Sally selling seashells by the seashore, so simply satisfying. Sally said "Sup!" Melvin said "Hey, Sally?" Sally saidn "Seen my son?" She stood next to a superb son. "Sonny, say hello." "Sup" said Sonny. So Melvin sighed, and layed back down on the sweet sandy shores.

I...d....k

"Who said they'll see us?" He asked. He crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow.

Pantherkit ran around, maily in circles. He stopped, his ears perked. He tried to figure out were he was, but he found himself lost in camp. He sniffed around, determined to find Riddlestar.
Pantherkit was far to young to understand death, or anything along the lines. So he searched for a moment, growing tired. He was so sure that he could find the ex-leader, but was proven wrong. So he layed down, glum.

Jordyn shrugged. "Perhaps..." He said. "But I've made it my mission to keep you alive. Besides, I'm great at the art of 'not getting caught'!"

"No, pleae don't hurt Dylan!" Reese pleaded.

You know how you see those 'Latest Post' thing on the HomePage? Well, she just bumped it up, putting it there.

"Good! We'll leave at sunrise." Jordyn stated. "For now, we may want to rest for the night."

"Come, I have a bed for you to sleep in." He said, walking to the small bedroom.

"I_I made him upset... I deserved it..." Reese said softly.

Reese looked at Tyler. "I... I could tell you where he is, but please, be careful. Dyaln isn't one who uses words. He prefers fist."

Melvin shrugged. "I'm not mad... Just didn't want to tell you that I masterba-er- That I make waffles..." Melvin quickly caught himself.

Reese pointed west. "He lives in the white house, not far from the beach. "

Melvin cocked his head to the side. "What?"

The definition of school:
Seven
Crappy
Hours
Of
Our
Lives
I completely understand.
Recap: Reese ( my gal of drama, who also needs a word with Les) has an abusive BF. And Tyler won't stand for that.
Melvin like to read Playboys and masterba- make waffle! Yeah....Waffles, heh heh...
Kiara has been kindly pestering him, but all is good.
Spencer vanished. POOF. He'll be back momentarily.
Melvin smiled. "Thanks." He said. He noticed the pink headed figure. "Les!" He beconed, waving his hand.

Reese fallowed behind him. She opend a door to the truck, and sat inside, slightly fearful of what may happen.

Melvin didn't notice the frown or that the smile was fake. He just thought she was happy. He stood up and walked over. "Les, I've been woundering where you were! Oh, this Is Kiara."

I nod. "Y-yeah..." I stutter. Truthfully, I felt pretty much by myself. Outcasted with only the marks on my arms to keep me company. I look at her arm before revealing mine. My arm was still alittle sore and red.

Melvin just hung his head, oblivious to the stuff going on between them. "Dotched... Double Dotched..."

Reese sat in the seat, uncomfortable.

Melvin watched Leslie go, sighing. "Huh? Oh, surfboard." He picked it up, handing it to her.

Dylan opend the door, scowling. "What?" He looked at Tyler. "Who the h*ll are you?" He said, scratching his chest.