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Post by CelticPrincess24 on Feb 15, 2011 16:11:53 GMT -5
RKIS yeah I thought the same thing while I was writing....
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Post by meg_cahill21 on Feb 15, 2011 17:03:21 GMT -5
RKIS i LOOOOOOVE ur Heritage banner with a passion!!!! omg it is amazing!!!!! and CP; u had better update soooon or i swear i'll... *takes hockey stick AND skates and goes to sit on her Damo rock and gets ready for attack*
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Post by CelticPrincess24 on Feb 15, 2011 17:13:42 GMT -5
You have a Damian rock in the middle of an icerink? not very safe...... I'll update asap!
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Post by meg_cahill21 on Feb 16, 2011 14:59:54 GMT -5
who says it was in an ice rink? cuz it is not... shocker i know!!!! hahahaha
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Post by CelticPrincess24 on Feb 17, 2011 20:19:58 GMT -5
LOL ok you skated over some grass that had ice on it! I'll update asap! I just need an idea.....
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Post by celticbear on Feb 17, 2011 22:53:22 GMT -5
Glad Kristy was able to send the message! At least they know she is alive! BUT THE BEST PART OF THE WHOLE UPDATES WAS THAT IT WAS NEIL WHO GOT TACKLED BY GEORGE! THAT SCENE IS PRICELESS! LOL! UPDATE SOON,PLEASE CP! AND MAKE IT A LONGER ONE IF YOU CAN!
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Post by mala1152 on Feb 18, 2011 20:26:17 GMT -5
update soon please!!!
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Post by CelticPrincess24 on Feb 18, 2011 21:09:24 GMT -5
Ok, sorry I've not updated in sooooo long, but I will try and update tomorrow... wait, tomorrow Saturday and Saturdays and Sundays are busy for me so I will update on Monday! Thanks for waiting so nicely! You guys are great!
Thanks, CP
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2011 15:05:09 GMT -5
RKIS i LOOOOOOVE ur Heritage banner with a passion!!!! omg it is amazing!!!!! and CP; u had better update soooon or i swear i'll... *takes hockey stick AND skates and goes to sit on her Damo rock and gets ready for attack* Thanks glad u like it ;D
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Post by CelticPrincess24 on Feb 20, 2011 19:13:40 GMT -5
I know I said that I was going to update tomorrow but I don't think I'll be able, right now I'm getting a cough and I feel extremely tired... I don't know when I'll update.... sorry!
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Post by mala1152 on Feb 21, 2011 9:22:37 GMT -5
no worries, CP, get yourself better and update when you can
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Post by meg_cahill21 on Feb 21, 2011 9:53:34 GMT -5
geez, what is with everyone getting sick??? oh well, CP hope ya feel better soon!!!
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Post by CelticPrincess24 on Feb 24, 2011 21:36:10 GMT -5
Ok, so I've been sitting on the couch with a pen and paper in my hand trying to think of what I could write next (in the process of trying not to die) Sooooo I went to see the NOX doctor today and I was diagnosed with writersblockaphobia... so when thats all better I will update! If you have any cures (ideas) please pm them to me.... sorry that was a failed attempt at being funny....... I hope to update soon.
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Post by CelticPrincess24 on Feb 26, 2011 21:07:53 GMT -5
Idea's anyone???
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Post by mala1152 on Mar 11, 2011 22:52:57 GMT -5
okay, so CP and i are now co-writing this story together! i know its been a while since this story was last updated, but i hope you enjoy the update!
A whole day had passed, and I was growing anxious. It’s not that I was scared for myself, exactly; I had all the guys in the house, which made me feel pretty safe. Especially Keith. But I hadn’t gotten another text from Kristy since yesterday. Why couldn’t she send me one back? Maybe she was… NO! Kristy could not be….be… Dead. I forced myself to think the word. And if she was…dead…it would be all my fault. There was nothing I could do to help clean up this mess that I made in the first place! My anxiety just grew and grew through the night. I barely slept a wink. “Mornin’, sunshine,” Keith greeted me in the morning. “Mmmmmmfffff,” was my responding, exhausted groan. Keith chuckled, and handed me a cup of coffee. Gratefully, I smiled at him, perking up a bit. “Where are the other guys?” I asked. “Still sleepin’,” he replied. “I guess they slept a wee bit better than you did!” I was going to complain that nobody could’ve slept worse than I did, but I just solemnly nodded my head and stared into my coffee mug. Dark thoughts still plagued this sunny morning. “Hey,” said Keith, sounding concerned. “Hey, don’t worry, Jenny, I know Kristy’s gonna be alright.” “How?” I asked, refusing to meet his eyes. “Tell me how you know. Because I have no idea!” My voice started to falter, so I raised it to disguise the trembling. “I get that you’re worried, Jenny,” Keith soothed, smoothing his hands over my shoulders. “But we just have to let the police do their job, and they’ll find the kidnappers. Nothin’s gonna happen to you!” “That’s not the point!” I almost yelled. “It’s all my fault that you and Kristy are all caught up in this mess, and now I just have to sit here and worry about what could happen to her! I can’t even fix what I did wrong! And now, Kristy could be…could be….” I couldn’t finish my sentence, for I started sobbing. Just the thought alone of Kristy being dead was unbearable; saying the words aloud would be too much. I cried into Keith’s shoulder for a few minutes before a noise startled me. I looked up, fresh tears still on my face, to see Damian walking groggily into the kitchen. He took one look at my face and assumed the worst. “Wha – what’s the matter? Did s-something happen?” “No,” Keith answered quickly. “She’s just-” “I’m fine,” I said emphatically. “I just – I just need some air.” I turned my back to Keith, who had been my confidant and shoulder to cry on only seconds ago. Anxiety can make the mind do crazy things, as I was just finding out. I walked out the door with no intention of going back inside for a while, even though I was sure that George or Paul or somebody would be starting to get breakfast together. Staying in the house with the guys was great, but it was too confining for such a stressful situation. “Jenny!” Keith called from behind me. “I don’t think this is such a g-” “Come back inside!” Damian yelled, both of them catching up to me as I reached the yard. “Remember how easily they got to Kristy inside?” “Being outside is definitely a bad idea,” affirmed Keith. I rounded to face them, now standing right on the sidewalk. “Guys, I just needed to come out for a quick minute, I’ll-” That was when the sudden noise of tires screeching cut me off. A huge van rounded the corner of the street and was barreling straight towards us. It was coming too fast for me to move away. By the time it pulled up and came to a sudden halt in front of the house, the van doors were already open, and men in masks were jumping out. There was one in the driver’s seat, and at least four more that hopped out. They came toward the three of us standing in the front yard. Before I could so much as make a peep, two men grabbed both of my arms and tossed me into the van. I scrambled out, but the one in the driver’s seat jumped back and threw me back in. He grabbed both of my hands and bound them together with what felt like duct tape. “No! Stop!” I screamed, and I kicked my legs wildly. He put a piece over my mouth, and then blindfolded me. I was completely helpless. From outside, I could hear the sounds of a struggle. I realized that Keith and Damian were still outside! Please, please, please don’t let them get taken, too, I thought. I heard a deep grunt, and footsteps coming closer. Someone was being dragged toward the van, and resisting pretty hard from the sounds of it. I heard the sound of flesh hitting flesh, and a whoosh of air come out of someone’s lungs. Whoever it was, they were also thrown into the van alongside me, still out of breath. “Jenny-” I heard Damian say, but he must have been bound with duct tape as well, for he said no more. “Get the last one!” an unfamiliar voice shouted, and I realized that they meant Keith. He was outnumbered, four to one; I had almost no hope he would escape. Sure enough, much to my dread, I felt him be thrown into the van next to Damian and me. He also was out of breath, and was struggling against the attempts to tape him up, as well. “Step on it!” commanded one of the men from the back. The driver put the car into gear, and sped off down the street even faster than before.
alright, CP, take it from here!
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