LETS MAKE THIS THE BIGGEST THREAD ON GTQ!
Thread Topic: LETS MAKE THIS THE BIGGEST THREAD ON GTQ!
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“We go Home. Well, Er, My home." I walked with Lindsey, To my house, And then went Inside, It was a mess as usual, and I knew she was going to ask, ‘Where’s my parents?’. Lindsey walked inside, and looked around. She walked over to Me. "Ozzy, I'm going to go to my house real quick, kay?" She wasn't about to comment on the house being messy or the absence of parents. "Actually, I'll wait for you. I'm gonna go try to find some wi-fi."
"Okay.“ I said, Absently. I just stood there for a second, And I walked upstairs.
Lindsey walked outside, only to be greeted by two slayers. "Oh, crap," she muttered, dropping her bag. "Not the best time for them to be here."
One of them smiled evilly, and the other Lindsey recognized as Lloyd. "Lloyd?" Lindsey asked, her throat dry. He shifted his feet and his partner charged at Lindsey, a stake in his hand. She grabbed his arm, broke it like a toothpick and kicked him in the chest, making him fly back at a tree. Lloyd gasped and pulled his partner toward their car. Lindsey only stared at him, a dude she'd thought was her friend.
I came outside, Because of the noise.
"What the fhawk (Aod moment) just happened?" I ran back to my room, grabbing my gun, and ran back down stairs. “Gun. I win.â€
It's okay, I dealt with it," Lindsey said. "After all, even an experienced slayer is an easy target. Are you ready? I need to head to my house now. Don't bring that gun. It'll only cause trouble."
"Um….. Are you nuts?“ I frowned. “Then again, I have.... nevermind, my past is long, You might not like it." But somehow I guessed she would ask some time soon.
"Huh? I can bet my past is longer," Lindsey said, then added, "Don't ask how long." She looked up at the sky, sighed, and started walking to her house.
"Being 17 isn't easy." I sighed, and looked at her and followed.
Lindsey arrived at her house, only to notice that slayers had trashed it. "Ugh. When will they quit?" she asked. She walked upstairs and threw some important things into her bag. She walked downstairs and finally checked her emails. "Probably should drink one before we go. Don't want to take any chances," Lindsey said, and she grabbed something out of her fridge that looked like a juice pouch and rushed into the next room.
"Drink what?" I looked and face palmed. “Oh," I went to drink it, of course.
"NO!" Lindsey shouted, shoving it away from his mouth just before he drank some. "I only meant that I should drink some. I don't want to bite anybody I care about, do I?"
"Um okay... Y’ know, You could of told me!" I shook my head. “Are we going back to my house or not?"
"Uh, sure. Sorry about that," Lindsey said. "Okay, let's go back to your house."
I walked down the roads back too my house and invited Lindsey to my room, which was messier then the rest of the house .It had bottles of who knows what on the floor, and even an ash-tray, which I didn't know that was there.
“Oh, um okay," Lindsey said. She moved over to the window and looked outside. "I haven't been since what seems like forever... " She sighed, deep in thought. "How great it'd feel…..“
“What the!?" I said kicking my shoes off and logging on to my computer. I looked down, And picked up something. "Damn, how do I end up with all these cigarettes on my floor? I swear I throw them out the window after I....." I looked back at Lindsey. "Oh, yeah, your there….â€
"Hmm... what?" Lindsey asked, still in thought. What she was thinking of must've made her cheerful, because she seemed to long taller. Then she realized she was levitating and stopped.
"I want to go outside and fly so bad..."
"Why?" I looked at the bottle on the floor next to my foot. "WTF?!!? I don't even drink Beer!"
"I drink Sco...." I face palmed. “Damn I keep doing that!"
"Eh, I don't care. Right now, all I can think of is flying and being free. It's tiring trying to act... normal, especially when you're a vampire," Lindsey said. She left Ozzy's room and in a few minutes, she was levitating outside his window. "Hi, Ozzy!"
":O, Wtf?" I walked down stairs and got a drink.
"Lindsey, I have to tell you something, C'mon in here…. If you don‘t mind…" -
"Fine," Lindsey said, floating into the house. "What is it?"
She gently touched the ground and looked at Ozzy, giving him her full attention. “Well, About me."
"Well this is my life."
"My dad was an alcoholic and he hated my mom when she was sober, So both of my parents were drunk all the time. My brother killed himself, And almost killed me. So I never got into school until 5th grade when my uncle put me in a private school. That failed epically. So I left and went to Washington. Then that got boring, but I was broke. I went back to school and had a job in 7th grade. I wasn't exactly and ‘A+’ student, I was more like a ‘D’ average. I got in with the "bad" kids, and well, I was an alcoholic as of late 7th grade. Then, Coke came in. I wasn't good, and just last year I was clean."
"And That’s just pt.1. Erm, Sorry if that was confusing."
"Oh," Lindsey said. "I would tell you about my life, but I think it'd take too long."
She looked at Ozzy and said, "Which reminds me, if you ever need a history tutor, you can ask me, even though I'm two years younger than you. I well, lived it. Most of it, anyway."
"Umm...about that." I started.
"I kind of need a tutor.…†I frowned.
"What do you need help with?" Lindsey asked.
I looked at her like what she said was a joke.
"Everything,"
"Oh," Lindsey said, looking surprised. "Where to begin then?"
"Well, Our first class if Math, sooo…." I said not looking at her.
"Okay, do you have your textbook?" Lindsey asked, then she realized they'd left school without any of their stuff. "Uh, I just realized you don't. I'll go get one from school."
"What's a text….. Er- book?"
Id never used of one before, I mean I just went from class to class, I never wrote stuff down, or whatever a Text-book was for. There was a breeze through the house and a second later Lindsey came back with a book. "Here. The math book for our class."
I Looked at her puzzled.
"What’s a text-book for?" I looked into her eyes, And then at the book. Lindsey looked down and opened the book. "It has your math problems in it, and if you read some parts of it, you'll learn how to do the math it tells about," she pushed the open book toward Ozzy.
“Um... Lindsey... I'm dyslexic.â€
"I can't read... Stuff" I looked at Lindsey, kind of disappointed. I felt stupid, and confused. "That's okay. And Don't feel stupid," Lindsey said. She started reading the textbook and demonstrated some of the problems on paper. "See?"
I did some work, And I answered the questions, I think. "Is that correct?"
"Yeah, that's correct," Lindsey said, looking over the paper. Lindsey started explaining but I started staring out the window.
Lindsey stopped explaining and looked at Ozzy. Then she looked out the window. "What is it?"
"What?“ I said getting from my Spaced out state. "Um...sorry I, kinda space out, That’s why Jason called me A.D.D….."
"Oh, don't mind him. I'll get him back later at the next family reunion," Lindsey said. She went back to explaining the problem.
I looked back out the window, And closed it. I needed to pay attention. I couldn't fail again in math. "So……… you carry this, here?"
"Yep. See, you're not that bad at math," Lindsey said encouragingly.
“Well I guess I didn't care because I thought I would fail. I mean of course I failed last year since I was drun.…†I trailed off, I got up and went down stairs. Lindsey got up and looked outside. It was getting late, she would have to head home soon.
When I came back up I said, “I know you have to go home soon, But, Lindsey…. “ I didn't finish. She knew.
"Oh, yeah, right," Lindsey said, Reading his mind.
"Can, I come, with.... you, too your house?" I mumbled.
“Uh, Sure.†Lindsey said. "If you want."
I stumbled to my feet.
"Um…Lindsey ... Uh.. Oh, Nevermind."
I stumbled to my bed, Mumbling to myself, So quiet no one else could hear.
"Ok, see you tomorrow," Lindsey said. She stood up and walked out of Ozzy's house. She started walking home quickly. She opened her door and walked into her house. Ugh, it's still trashed, I'll clean it up tomorrow, she thought.
"AW MAN!" I yelled. "I forgot to follow her! Crap!" I got so mad, I just took a bottle to my head. Of course it started bleeding and I rushed downstairs. I was loosing it quickly. I rushed to Lindsey’s House and passed out in the door way.
Lindsey heard someone at her door. She ran to it, tensed to punch the person in case they were a slayer. She opened the door to see Ozzy on the ground, unconscious.
"Ozzy!" she said startled. She rushed back into her house to grab her phone, she couldn't help with the blood loss. She quickly called an ambulance. -
I laid there, Sensing something and I mumbled. “Mmmm?â€
I thought you were dead," Lindsey said, and she rushed into the house. A few seconds later she came back with a wet washcloth and started to wipe the blood off of Ozzy's face. "What happened?"
"Ughh.." I couldn't say anything, I was in to much pain.
Before Lindsey could ask another question, the ambulance pulled up. Lindsey looked up at it, realizing her face was slightly streaked with tears. She watched as two men pulled out a stretcher and moved Ozzy onto it. They wheeled him into the ambulance and Lindsey followed them. One glanced at her, but let her stay. She looked down at Ozzy as they started helping him.
" A Bottle,“ I managed to say under my breath.
"Uh, what?" Lindsey asked. She realized what he meant, and told him to stop talking.
"What'd he say?" one man asked. Lindsey looked at him. "Nothing."
Ozzy, I read your mind. That was a stupid thing to do. I'll make an explanation, since you're under 21, Lindsey sent the thought to Ozzy.
And suddenly I knew.... Crap, I need vampire powers.
Yeah, I know, what you expect from a ‘D’ average person? What? An ‘A+’ idea?
Lindsey rolled her eyes. You shouldn't have powers. Not unless you could prove you'd be responsible. And I didn't mean it that way. I meant, that since your under 21, you shouldn't be drinking! You'll get some questions that you won't want to answer, Lindsey thought. She suddenly came up with an idea. I've got it! she thought.
I didn't tell you all of the story, there’s, uh... Some extra to the cake slice. But uh...at least I was able too...Nevermind. And this better be good...
I looked up at the hospital worker, Everything was so blury.
Tell me later, when you're not so close to death.
"So, what happened?" one of the hospital workers asked.
"Er," Lindsey said, preparing her story. "It was just a little bit ago that we were walking along on of those stone fence things," Lindsey "And he fell down onto the pavement, and he must have bad karma, because he fell on a broken beer bottle. We managed to get to my house, even though he was quickly losing blood. But we didn't have a phone. When we got to my house he fainted. That's what happened."
Good enough, Ozzy? Lindsey thought/asked.
I do have bad luck, After All, I get an F on all my ELA papers.
"Umm hmmm" I managed to answer quietly.
But is that karma? Did you do something wrong?
The man didn't look completely convinced, but he went back to his work. Then a woman wit brown hair turned to Lindsey and Ozzy. "At 9 p.m. at night?" she asked.
"Er, yep!" Lindsey managed to say.
"Umm hmmm" I said in reply again. I was getting back to it now.
"We're, friends." And the lady looked at me like I was insane. I probably am.
Shhhh.....Don't say anything else, I got this. -
I'll post more later. I'm too bored to fix all of it. xD
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SO BORED
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I CAN SEE
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HAHAHA CHARLIE THE UNICORN IS IN YOUR HOUSE!!!!!
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Bye.
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BYEEEEEE OZZE
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skatterbrain Newbieokay im back...
car will be fix in a little bit (hopefully)
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boy i missed alot.... -
i like to eat tacos!!!!
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