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*takes out story* Problem soloved! :D

Trista whipped around yelled something that drifted off into the air with the whipping winds. She put her hands on her hips. The nerve of that girl.

Crystal hollered, but finally realized that the figure she had thought was Claire was mearly a bush and tree. She dropped to the ground and looked around, only to see Tracks following her.
Tracks came up and nudged Crystal, tugging at her jacket sleeve.
"What? What is it, boy?" Crystal asked, suddenly alert.
Tracks tugged again.
Crystal got up to her feet and followed the dog.
Tracks formally barked once and continued at a trot out of the forest.
Crystal was wandering into her own thoughts as she followed the police dog. Who are these people? Am I older than they? What are their names? Where are they from? What do they do? Where do they go to school? Then it hit her. She had heard Trista talking about a girl that looked like Claire's sister sitting next to her in Biology. That's who they were. One of them went to Trista's school. The other probably middle. I need to know more. I need to know where they live. I need to know more about them. Alot more.
Tracks barked again as Crystal started to swerve and slow up.
Crystal snapped back to reality and headed on.

Trista whipped around and saw Claire heading her way. She turned back to the other diredtion and saw Crystal.
Crystal walked up to Trista's side and placed a hand on her sister's shoulder "I know who one of them is. I know about them, but not enough."
Trista shook her head. "I don't know any more than you do."
"We have no parents. I wonder..." Crystal stopped.
Trista cocked her head. "What?"
"I wonder if they don't have any parents." Crystal blurted out as Claire approached close to hearing range. "I only want to know."

We know Angel, we know.

^I don't *cough* know...
V Is still *cough* sick?

UIL

I ain't.

Angelique who rushes to finish editorial story.

Trista's eyes widened when she saw Catrina and Claire.
Tracks burst out in a fit of inaudible barks that consumed her suspicion.
Trista, with eyes now narrowed, picked out the two government thugs. She growled at herself, "How stupid how am I?" She then realized it. If these two girls that she was chasing where caught, they would be next on death row. She gripped her neck and swallowed hard.

Crystal took off after Claire and Katrina. She saw Kamdain, but ignored the whimpering girl. She leapt into the forest.

Trista looekd at Tracks and snapped her fingers in his face.
Tracks quieted down and moaned in agony to keep barking.
Trista shook ehr head and pointed at Crystal.
Tracks nodded and bounded after the young one who he called master.

Kamdain shrugged. "I was crossing the sreet and ducked when an eighteen-wheeler passed by going way over the limit of speed and then was my ankle run over when a station wagon came to a sudden stop. They clashed. I do remember a man in a suit though..." She stopped breifly. "He had a suitcase and what looked like a dynamite stick or something that was dangerous. It looked like the thing that we saw in science class in the video yesterday." She looked around and saw police cars swarming the scene like bees to a honeysuckle. She gritted her teeth as another shot of pain came through her ankle. "I also saw a black corvet. It was chasing the eighteen wheeler."

UIL

Arista skipped over to Lonny. "And our last eye witness. What have you seen?"
The cameraman directed the camera on Lonny, pressuring him to answer.


Kamdain shook ehr head. "I was crossing the street to go home and my ankle was run over by the station wagon over there." She pointed.

Why am I agry with you?

Angelique who thinks I'm angry at her.

^I practiced.
V Feels bad for me?

^In some ways
V Feels same?

How?

Angelique who starts bickers.

Cool.

Kamdain bit her lip and nodded. "F-fine. I guess." She looekd back down at her ankle.

Trista looekd around and saw the reporter hustling over to her, a camera man following.
"So, a pedestian at the scene. What did you see happen when this tradgic event occured?" The blonde-in-more-than-one-way reporter howled into the wireless microphone.
Trista flashed a nervous smile and explained, "I just got here. I was afraid that something had happened to my sister."
"Really?" She said, faking the fact that she's interesting.
Trista nodded. "Yes. And my...friend over there is devasted. Maybe you could cheer her up?" She gestured toward Catrina.
The reporter nodded eagerly and scuffled over to Catrina. The camera man directly hit the screen at her. The reporter gave an over-sized smile. "I'm Arista Crat. I'm here with another witness. What have you seen, young pedestrian?"

Hmmm...

^Uhhh...
V ...

-.-

^Suuure.
< is happy becuz can compete in UIL!
V Is happy for me?