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[Julian]

Matt smiled warmly at her. "No, it's good. Everyone else in the class is an idiot."

[Hannah]

((I'll be on for a few. I have volleyball training in 30 mins))

Pineapple Jack-o'-lantern (Emmie) wrote: "((Good night!))

Dani studied him for a few seconds."

Declan smiled softly
"What?"

[Just:] Kendall wrote: "(('night! And no worries....I must go as well. My apologies, Emmie. But I too will be on tomorrow. :P))

"Oh lookie! Emmy fell and I didn't! Mwahahaha!" Salem attempted an evil laugh but it came..."


Patrik started laughing at that point. Emmy was doubled over clutching at her stomach laughing so hard it hurt.
Liv bounced down the stairs smile already onher sunny feaatures
"What is ging on down here?"

[Elliott]

Pineapple Jack-o'-lantern (Emmie) wrote: "Matt smiled warmly at her. "No, it's good. Everyone else in the class is an idiot.""

Abby slid her chair over to Matt's desk, smiling. "I guess we need a plot for our story."

[Julian]

Dani shook her head. "Just...thinking," she answered softly.

Matt shrugged. "Okay, first things first. What does Third Person Omniscient Narration even mean?"

[Elliott]

"It's writing in the third person and the writer knows everything about everyone at once. So if it was about us, we would know what was going through my head, your head, and even Mr. Blake's head. Whereas Third Person Limited we would only be able to see into one person's head," Abby explained in a rush.

[Elliott]

((gtg, but I'll be back in a little over an hour))

[Julian]

"...Right," he said. "So, basically, writing in third person?"

((Bye!))

[Ky]

Pineapple Jack-o'-lantern (Emmie) wrote: "[Just:] Kendall wrote: "Pineapple Jack-o'-lantern (Emmie) wrote: ""Slumdog Millionaire. Favourite kind of ice cream?""

"French Vanilla or Mint Chip," Riviera said. "Favourite car?"

((going t..."

"Depends on the person," she smiled. "But for me? This one."

[Ky]

Nephilim {Hannah} wrote: "((I'll be on for a few. I have volleyball training in 30 mins))

Pineapple Jack-o'-lantern (Emmie) wrote: "((Good night!))

Dani studied him for a few seconds."

Declan smiled softly
"What?"..."

((have fun at volleyball training! I'll talk to you later then!))

Salem grinned. "Not much. Want to help plan my disaster party?"

[Julian]

[Just:] Kendall wrote: "Pineapple Jack-o'-lantern (Emmie) wrote: "[Just:] Kendall wrote: "Pineapple Jack-o'-lantern (Emmie) wrote: ""Slumdog Millionaire. Favourite kind of ice cream?""

"French Vanilla or Mint Chip," R..."

Zack smiled.

[Ky]

She couldn't help but smile back.

((I have to go for now. I'm watching a movie with my sister.))

[Julian]

((Fun!))

"Next question?" Zack asked.

[Elliott]

Pineapple Jack-o'-lantern (Emmie) wrote: ""...Right," he said. "So, basically, writing in third person?"

((Bye!))"

"Well, if you want to take the easy way of explaining it, yes," Abby nodded.

[Ky]

Pineapple Jack-o'-lantern (Emmie) wrote: "((Fun!))

"Next question?" Zack asked."

"Are you sure you still want to play this game?" Riviera asked quietly.

[Julian]

Matt nodded. "Then why not just say that?"

[Elliott]

"Because there's also Third Person Limited and Third Person Objective. They're all different types of third person writing," Abby explained. "And I bet I just sounded like a giant nerd."

[Julian]

Matt laughed. "No. Now, I just feel like an idiot."

[Julian]

[Just:] Kendall wrote: "Pineapple Jack-o'-lantern (Emmie) wrote: "((Fun!))

"Next question?" Zack asked."

"Are you sure you still want to play this game?" Riviera asked quietly."

Zack shrugged. "If you want."

[Ky]

"I don't know what I want," she sighed. "Do you want to go for a walk?"

[Julian]

Zack smiled. "Sure."

[Elliott]

Pineapple Jack-o'-lantern (Emmie) wrote: "Matt laughed. "No. Now, I just feel like an idiot.""

"You shouldn't," Abby said. "I think I'm probably the only 8th grader in the world who knows that. That's what I get for spending all my free time reading." Abby paused for a breath. "We should probably start working now."

[Ky]

"Great, let's go then."

[Julian]

Zack got up and held out his hand to her.


Matt smiled at her. "Yeah, probably."

[Elliott]

"I'm terrible at thinking of ideas. Do you have any?" Abby asked.

[Ky]

Riviera smiled, eyes flashing with amused surprise, and she took his hand. "Thanks..."

[Julian]

Matt thought about it. "Nope."

[Julian]

Zack laughed. "Sure."

[Elliott]

"Well that's great. We have," Abby glanced at the clock on the wall, "21 minutes to write a story, and neither of us has a plot."

[Ky]

Once standing --and therefore leaving-- she didn't let go of his hand.

[Julian]

"Yep," Matt said before leaning back in ihs chair and pulling out his earbuds.

[Julian]

Zack left his hand in hers.

[Ky]

Riviera held the rest of her tea in her other hand and walked along with Zack in what she took as a comfortable silence.

((gtg for now. I'll be on later.))

[Julian]

((Okay. Bye!))

Zack turned to smile at her.

[Elliott]

"We need to come up with something," Abby said, getting frustrated.

[Julian]

((Laaavvvvvv! I LOVE YOU!))

Matt shrugged.

[Elliott]

((Oookay?))
"How about we write a story about, um, two kids who get... um," she looked over at Matt and saw his headphones. "Sucked into an iPod?"

[Julian]

Mat grinned amusedly.

((Yep.))

[Elliott]

"Can you at least help me, I don't know, think of a character or something?" Abby pressed her lips together.

[Julian]

"Hmmm... How abuot this guy that's a total jerk to this girl because he secretly likes her and she's gushing about how this other guy is ...'OH, SO SENSIBLE, AND CUTE, AND SWEET...'" he said in a falsetto, before shrugging and saying in his normal voice, "I have a sister. I've seen so many chick-flicks, I could be the next Nicholas Sparks."

((You owe me big time.))

[Elliott]

((I wish you could see my face, because so many emotions are flashing across it right now.))
"That's a really good storyline," Abby said surprised, once she'd stopped snickering at his high pitched voice. "I guess we should get started.

[Julian]

(( Aw, crud. I just remembered he likes popping in and out of this topic.))

Matt leaned forward, took the pencil from her hand and his notebook. "So..."

[Elliott]

"Kaylee slid her headphones into her burning ears, trying to block out Jason's taunting words," Abby said, softly. "Maybe, for the first sentence."

[Julian]

Matt nodded, scribbled it down and looked up at her.

[Elliott]

"I can't think of insults," Abby admitted. "What should he say to her that's jerkish?"

[Julian]

"I don't know...Probably say something about her not mattering at all to anyone.."

((That's all I'm saying...))

[Elliott]

"So he just randomly comes up to her and says, 'You don't matter at all to anyone?'"

[Julian]

"Nope, I think they were in the middle of a conversation...Which you can come up with,' he said and smirked

((I think it was TPBM or...Grrr, what other game did you fight in?))

[Elliott]

((WYR?))
"Give me the paper," Abby said, annoyed and grabbed it from his hands. The familiar guitar riff of He Could Be the One almost made her forget what he had said to her. Almost.

[Julian]

((Yeah. I'm trying to find the post...))

Matt put both his earbuds in and turned up the volume.

[Elliott]

But she couldn't stop the voice in her head. 'You'll never matter to anyone. No one will ever love you.' The song ended and a tear slipped down her cheek. She pushed it off before anyone would notice. Abby wrote quickly.