Part IV

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James blanched as his cell phone rang yet again - the fourth time in ten minutes. He checked the called ID. Lisa, again. He sank back into the train seat with a dramatic sigh and answered it. "Hello?"

"James? Where are you? The train is about to leave. I don't see you anywhere. What's going on?"

"Oh, uh, Lisa.." he trailed off, stalling. "..I'm

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[ohnochastity]

Okay. No. I need to copy and paste specific things.
"No one else will like me. I won't know who to copy."--- LOL SO TRUE. OKAY LOVE THE SUBTLE BITCH LINE HERE.

"Just music therapy, ma petite (LOL). Nothing to worry about"--- LOL JONAS BROTHERS? MUSIC THERAPY? Rofflfl omfg. Yeah right. And I love the French reference here.

"godly", "ethereal", "angelic", "perfect", and other overused synonyms from the book, the exact source of which escaped them at the moment."

LOL OLOLOLLOLOL YEAH I KNOW RIGHT. Fucking Twilight.

"if you were a sixteen-year-old girl who enjoys buying into tales of propoganda and teenage popular culture. And now, without further ado," he said, "let the sorting begin" LOL LOL okay EPIC twilight reference here. It's so fucking great.

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LOOOOOOOOOOOOL. I fucking love us.

[ohnochastity]

PART SIX IF YOU EVER RETURN. I wait in anticipation.

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LOL SORRY. I'M HERE. I'LL START WRITING NOW. Where the fuck did I put it.. gotta go back and read the other parts..