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Post by <[D!M!TRa]> on Jul 2, 2004 10:24:35 GMT -5
oh...when r u gonna post some more hunny bunny? pleeease hurry up!!!
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Post by <[D!M!TRa]> on Jul 2, 2004 10:25:42 GMT -5
hehez!!! and thats a new page 4 u!!!!!!! so now post some more!!!
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Post by ->MaRz<- on Jul 2, 2004 12:16:42 GMT -5
wickedness.......i loved the last bit dudettez and especially the part with jimmy and his chubby cheeks.....awwwwwwz...*drools* apart from that the fic kicks some serious ass and i demand mooooooooore.....pls?? ;Dcheers
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*Sanne*
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Post by *Sanne* on Jul 5, 2004 16:20:31 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]_-*-_Dimitra _-*-_
‘I’m out!’ Dimitra screamed at her dad, who sat on his room. ‘Fine…’ Dimitra’s dad said. She heard it in his voice, he was drunk again. Since her mother left them, Dimitra’s dad was drinking non-stop. She met Mara at the end of the street, and together they walked to the club they had to perform. ‘So, you’re for sure there will be drums there, right?’ Dimitra asked nervously. ‘Yeah Jim… calm down’ Mara answered. ‘It’s not that important anyway. If you do anything wrong, they wont find out anyway.’ Mara was talking about the 2 strange girls that joined their band. They were drunk or stoned all the time, and if they performed, you couldn’t hear anything more than them singing out loud, the wrong lyrics. ‘I’m for sure someone will find us once… I actually have the feeling that someone will discover us today’ Dimitra said hopefully… But actually she totally didn’t feel like it.
_-*-_ Kriz & James _-*-_
‘Maybe we should go on a date together or something…’ Kriz laughed. She just had a little too much alcohol, because of James, who wanted to get ‘I love you’ out of her, or at least a kiss. ‘Ok’ James laughed. He thought it was pretty amusing, seeing Kriz like this. She never was drunk, she never drunk alcohol anyway, so it was much easier to get her drunk. It was 2 days after they met Sanne. Kriz tried to call her every day, but Sanne ignored her call everytime. Kriz grabbed James hand, and he drove them to town in his car. He was afraid of the fact that Kriz might make a mess of his whole car, as she was almost throwing up, but she managed to let everything stay in, until she stepped out of the car. When Kriz was done, she looked up, laughing a little. She still seemed to be a little drunk. ‘So… where are we going?’ Kriz asked. James grabbed her hand and leaded her to the nearest club, where rock-music came towards you.
_-*-_ Sanne _-*-_
It wasn’t the fact that she didn’t like Kriz because of leaving her. It wasn’t the fact that she didn’t want to make music anymore. It wasn’t the fact that she hated being on stage, in front of all people. It wasn’t the fact that she should pick up her guitar at her parents house. It was the fact that she laid in a street, beaten up by Frank. She felt her cell-phone vibrating in her bag, but she wasn’t able to lift up her arms. They felt so heavy, but she was sure she didn’t broke them. Then she heard someone walking by. ‘Please… help me’ She managed to say. The girl and the boy turned around to look at her, and then the girl ran over her and got her up.
_-*-_ Kriz & Sanne _-*-_
‘Oh d**n! Sanne! What are you doing down there?’ Kriz screamed, looking scared. She felt so sobered up immediately. ‘You know.. Frank.. he beated me up’ Sanne mumbled. ‘You gotta be kidding! The guy doesn’t weigh more than 7 stone! 45 kilos! I mean… I swear you weigh more…’ Kriz said, trying to hide her laugh. ‘It’s all because of you and you keep on calling me…’ Sanne said, pointing at James and Kriz. ‘I’m sorry, but I really want you to be in my band’ Kriz explained. ‘Yeah… yeah I’m fine with that’ Sanne said. ‘But.. but’ Sanne started, trying to explain everything she just thought about. ‘We’ll come back on everything later. Now we just have to get you home. Come here James, and help me drag her..’ Kriz said, but James walked into the club. Kriz looked at Sanne’s eyes, who were red from all the tears that had been rolling over her cheeks, and said ‘Allright... let’s sit here.. I have to talk to you’ [/glow]
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Post by bieke on Jul 5, 2004 16:54:41 GMT -5
cool fic dude more
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Post by ->MaRz<- on Jul 6, 2004 0:32:01 GMT -5
dudettez.....mean dimitra's dad....mean frank for beating you...mean jimm yfor walking away when you two needed help...and geez...why is everyone so mean in this fic??hahaz.....poor you hunny...get well asap...lolz....and POST MORE IMMEDIATELY!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Kriz
Loser with 1 colour in her hair
*waves* HELLOOOOOOOOO
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Post by Kriz on Jul 6, 2004 13:43:59 GMT -5
awwzz.....man...evil jimmy for just walking into the club evil!! now plz post more asap!!
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~Åðĩ~
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Post by ~Åðĩ~ on Jul 30, 2004 13:23:13 GMT -5
Aww.......you really need to talk.......and jimmy is just being a meanie.......
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