A/N: Please take note that I own everything in and about this story.
Including the characters and plotline. So….KEEP YOUR GRUBBY MITTS OFF IT!!!
AND THAT MEANS *YOU*, VIDDY!!! erhem ::smiles sweetly:: thank you.
Continue on, please. (One note: *…* is emphasis. //…// is thinking.
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HELP! AN ANGEL CRASHED IN MY BACKYARD!!
Chapter One- the beginning
Azami wasn’t sure why everyone in her tenth grade history class started cracking up when she returned from the bathroom, but she had a feeling that when she figured it out, it wouldn’t be pretty. Everyone was laughing and pointing at her, and even the teacher was having a hard time hiding a smile. This seemed to be an instance when everyone laughed *at* her, not *with* her.
As she usually did in such situations, Azami began to get angry. She scowled at her classmates and opened her mouth to demand what was wrong when her best friend Hunter stood up and pulled her quickly into the hall. She could tell that he, too, was trying not to burst out laughing, by the way his face was all red and he looked about to explode.
“What the hell’s wrong with all you people?â€
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HELP! AN ANGEL CRASHED IN MY BACKYARD!!
Chapter One- the beginning
Azami wasn’t sure why everyone in her tenth grade history class started cracking up when she returned from the bathroom, but she had a feeling that when she figured it out, it wouldn’t be pretty. Everyone was laughing and pointing at her, and even the teacher was having a hard time hiding a smile. This seemed to be an instance when everyone laughed *at* her, not *with* her.
As she usually did in such situations, Azami began to get angry. She scowled at her classmates and opened her mouth to demand what was wrong when her best friend Hunter stood up and pulled her quickly into the hall. She could tell that he, too, was trying not to burst out laughing, by the way his face was all red and he looked about to explode.
“What the hell’s wrong with all you people?â€