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Blue Moon Lily
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Your vision returns.
'Hey, just thought I'd give you an hourly update. Nothing happening yet.'
Kylie seems to be talking with two people.
"Man, Mr. Morrison is such an ass," says a voice that can only be described as the voice of a boy whose balls have yet to drop.
"Yeah, I can't believe he made us turn in an assignment he never even assigned," says a haughty feminine voice.
"He didn't even believe us when we told him, but when the whole class didn't turn it in, I could hear his voice squeaking with embarassment," Kylie says laughing.
"His voice squeaks?" says the prepubescent boy. Heh, thats a funny word, pre-pube-scent.
"You know only Kylie can hear those things," the haughty girl says.
"Man, I wish I was the daredevil," the boy says sighing with envy.
"Heh, although in Kylie's case, shes a shark," the girl says.
"Enough with the shark thing. You guys know I don't like that nickname," Kylie says with a tone of disapproval.
"Tell it to the guy who almost drowned," the girl says trying to hold in her laughter.
'SInce you're probably going to ask anyway, I'll introduce my friends. The girl is Clarissa Ortega. I've known her since elementary and she hasn't changed since then. She likes to tease and make fun of people but in good fun. She really likes comedy and the like. The boy's name is Mark Chow. I met him about two years ago. Uh... nothing else to say except he's short. Clarissa and I are taller than him and he's the shortest boy my age, which is why I think he makes his hair spiky. Clarissa also like to make fun of him because of that, but Clarissa makes fun of everyone.'
'So anything else before I turn you off again?'
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