Chapter 25.
AN: stop flaming ok if u dnot den il tel Justin 2 bet u up!1111 n il tel al da nredz 2 put vrtuz in ur computer!11111111111 FUK UU!1 raven fangz for de help!1
K: If he’s willing to pay the price for travel, then go right ahead.
G: What nerds would help you out? I think she’s got it backwards. “ stop flaming n sotp al da nredz rofm puttng al the vrtuz o ym comutepr”
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I was so excited. I fellowed Draco wandering if we where going 2 do it again. We went outside and then we went into Draco’s black car.
“Ebony what the fuck did Profesor Trevolry say.” whispered Draco potting his gothic whit hand with bvlak nail polish on mine.
K: Oh, the way you said ‘fuck’ is SO caring…
G: Holy Shit a Milestone! ‘Gothic’ is spelled right!
“She said she would tell me what the visions meant torromow.” I grumbled in a sexy voice. He took out a heroin cabaret and spiked it, and gave it to me to spork. He started to fly the car into a tree. We went to the top of it. Draco put on some MCR.
K: Score some coke, LIKE A BAWSE, Crash my car, LIKE A BAWSE…
A: ...SPORK. That is all.
G: Bomb the Preps, LIKE A BAWSE!
“And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me.” sang Gerard’s sexy voice. We started tiling of each other’s cloves fevently. He took of my blak thong and my black leather bar. I took of his black boxers. Then……………………… he put his trobbing you-know-what in my tool sexily.
K: TOOL?! *Snort*
A: Wow. Ikea Erotica fail. Hey Enoby. Newsflash. GIRLS DON'T HAVE TOOLS.
Dammit Enoby you're making me crave cloves.
G: I don’t think a girl wants to wear a whole bar on herself, let alone a leather one. And looks like someone’s a DICKGIRL!
“OMFG Draco Draco!” I screamed having an orgism. We stated frenching passively. Suddenly………… I fell asleep. I started having a dream. In it a black guy was shooting two goffik men with long black hair.
K: That must’ve been some bad sex.
OH COME ON NOW. A Black guy shooting some punk ass crackas that probably deserved it? Dat’s just racist, yo.
A: ...Usually French kissing isn't done passively. And she dreamed about the Matrix?
G: Ebony, if you take the blue pill, the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in MI and I show you how deep the shithole goes.
K: LOL, Cowboy Curtis.
“No! Please don’t fucking kill us!1” they pleaded but he just kept shooting them. He ran away in a red car.
“No! Oh my fucking god!11” I shouted in a scared voice.
“Ebony what’s wrong?” Draco asked me as I woke up opening my icy blue eyes.
K: I dreamed, I dreamed I was stuck in Vice City! Oh the horror!
G: Oh great, she’s gone all Bioshock now. I guess Draco is Andrew Ryan. “Would you kindly end this story?”
I started to cry and tears of blood went down my face. I told Draco to call Vampire. He did it with his blak Likin Park mobile. Butt the worst thing was who the ppl who were shot in the dream where……………………… Lucian and Serious!111
K: The thing is, Lucius deserved it, Sirius was just collateral.
A: Are ya Serious? ...Sorry, I couldn't resist.
G: SHIT’S GOING DOWN YO.
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