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'Journal?'
'...'
'Journal?'
'...'
Unfortunately it appears that journal is still missing and I really wanted to tell him something.
Ah well.
So...
I think I shall tell a story.
Be My Valentine. Please?
The constant hum of light conversation, occasionally interrupted by the loud clack of fingers on a keyboard were the only sounds coming from ther year twelve english classroom. Their teacher was away and so it was suprising that the level of noise in the classroom had peaked at an all time low. Of course the girls assignments were due next week, and since they had been told that grades actually counted this year. Everyone wanted to make a good impression.
However it was Valentine's Day, so it should have been assumed that people would have plenty to talk and brag about. 'My boy got me this,' should have been heard by any teacher who happened to walk down the hallway, past the classroom. 'Well, my boy got me that!' should also have been heard. But the fact of the matter was, those comments were not heard, let alone uttered.
What is wrong with these girls? You may be asking. Well, you are about to find out.
The day started like any other day. Girls awoke all over the country to the sound of birds chirping in the trees. (Or garbage trucks driving down the streets). But let it be known that they did not awaken to the sound of phones ringing. They did not hear the sound of their sweetheart's voice echo down the phone. The reason was because, (now I know you are thinking alien abduction), because...
(End of Chapter 1)
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Thanks
'...'
'Journal?'
'...'
Unfortunately it appears that journal is still missing and I really wanted to tell him something.
Ah well.
So...
I think I shall tell a story.
Be My Valentine. Please?
The constant hum of light conversation, occasionally interrupted by the loud clack of fingers on a keyboard were the only sounds coming from ther year twelve english classroom. Their teacher was away and so it was suprising that the level of noise in the classroom had peaked at an all time low. Of course the girls assignments were due next week, and since they had been told that grades actually counted this year. Everyone wanted to make a good impression.
However it was Valentine's Day, so it should have been assumed that people would have plenty to talk and brag about. 'My boy got me this,' should have been heard by any teacher who happened to walk down the hallway, past the classroom. 'Well, my boy got me that!' should also have been heard. But the fact of the matter was, those comments were not heard, let alone uttered.
What is wrong with these girls? You may be asking. Well, you are about to find out.
The day started like any other day. Girls awoke all over the country to the sound of birds chirping in the trees. (Or garbage trucks driving down the streets). But let it be known that they did not awaken to the sound of phones ringing. They did not hear the sound of their sweetheart's voice echo down the phone. The reason was because, (now I know you are thinking alien abduction), because...
(End of Chapter 1)
If you want me to keep writing this story, please write so in comments. If not, I will stop writing it.
Thanks