I have a really good soap idea.
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(I'll talk to the angels for you...I know I sound like a nut when I talk about angels and all but...angels are one of the few things I believe in *still hugging*)
I looked back at the house as we went outside, "Ron...I really think I should go inside, just to check on Drake...see if he's okay" -
(*is hugged* thanks)
Ron: "I don't want you to but do whatever, " -
(No problem, I'm here for you :)
I quickly ran inside, the room. As soon as I saw the knife I grabbed it out of his hands and flung it across to the corner of the room. Tears ran down my face, my finger gently touched his wound, "W-why did you do that?" -
(:)
Drake: I flinched as she touched the wound. I looked up at her and gave her a small shrug. -
(BESTIE :)
I shook my head, "Don't touch that knife again" I looked into his eyes, "I would slap you across the face if I didn't love you as much as I already do" -
(Were BFFF: Best Freaky Freinds Forever :D)
I smiled a little. "Okay.." -
(Yes! I love being freaky! We're freaky together! :D)
My finger gently moved over his cut, "Please don't hurt yourself..." I said softly -
(:D)
I flinched a little agian. "Okay.." -
(We're super freaks! Super freaks! :D)
I stared into his eyes intensely, "You have to promise" -
(Le freaks!)
"I promise" I said. -
(I don't know French...le is French right? xD)
I planted a kiss on his lips, "Good" -
(I think...x3)
I blushed when she kissed me.
Ron: I walked back inside to see them kissing. -
(We don't learn French here....your so lucky your nearly 18! Before you go to College you have to come and visit me in S.A or else I will find you 0_o)
I pulled away and smiled, my cheeks darkening a bit -
(O.O My kindle fire is going dead -_- )
Ron: I looked at them with wide eyes.
I turned and saw Ron. My face turned dark red. -
(Nooo D:)
I looked at Ron, my cheeks darkening, "I..um..we were..just..erm..."
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