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AƖιcє wrote: "What a wwwwwwwwwwwoooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnddddddddddddeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrfffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuulllllllllllll name. Don't you think?"Yas, Alice, it is a WONDERFUL name. We ALL AGREE.
+rolls eyes behind back+
Okay, I back - sorry my stupid internet refused to respond to my baseball bats hitting it and yelling.But is everyone okay now?
Okay, okay, Zaynah - I really appreciate you, really I do. Sora was a bit blunt, but we all must just come to terms with who she is. But we - alright I - did kick Sora from the group because of swearing, and she returned after a while. I am willing to accept her back on the strict terms that I have kept this whole time, and swearing on my writing (the 'BS' bit ) does count, so that is ONE STRIKE. Sora, I WILL remove you from the group if it comes to that, but I would wish you to respect my rules for my group, and if you REALLY want to swear and all that PLEASE DO THAT IN A DIFFERENT GROUP. I have warned you more than three times, in fact MANY more times than three, and if this continues I will block you from the group. Sora, you are trying my patience.
Thank you Julane! :-)
Alright, here goes!Syndia Bough
"Oh, Tony - please don't go! You don't have to! Please, Tony, my darling-"
"Yes, yes, um, Syndia that's all very nice, but could we stick to the script, please?"
Syndia Bough peeked out from between her fingers, which were held up to her forehead in a swoon. "Oh, right, sorry Mrs. Henderson! Just trying to add some holiday cheer! It gets SO BORING sometimes...same words over and over and over-"
"Yes, Syndia, we all know, but could you please stick to the script?" Repeated Mrs. Henderson, a short, plump woman with a round face and short patience string. But Syndia was working on that.
"Right on, ma'am!" said Syndia, giving her theater teacher a military salute. "Now, where was I - oh, right! Ahem...Tony! Please don't go! You don't have to! Oh Tony, please, please oh please oh please oh please! Tony, my love-"
"Syndia!" Mrs. Henderson gave an exasperated sigh.
But before she could give Syndia a piece of friendly - but soon growing not-so-friendly - reminder, when the bell began ringing loudly, signaling the end of class.
"Thanks, Mrs. Henderson, see you next Thursday!" called Syndia over her shoulder as she skipped out the classroom, lost to the crowd of other theater students. She shouldered her bag - purple, her favorite color - and headed straight for the double doors that led straight to the lovely, outside world that consisted of pesky mosquitos and the beautiful summer sun.
Syndia burst free of the crowd and out the doors, where she stood, grinning, with her arms spread wide. "Hello world!" she shouted at the top of her lungs, until a passing student gave her a funny look.
She gave it right back, then began the long descent down the twenty six-and-a-half steps that led down to the paved sidewalk. Syndia knew that there were twenty six-and-a-half steps because she had counted, and the last step was too short and small to even be a proper step, but it was there so she at least gave it a little credit.
Syndia skipped down to the sidewalk and stopped for a moment. TO BE CONTINUED
