Wasnt scared- GerAme FrUk pRus"This is going to be awesome. Seriously awesome.""No kidding Gil, isn't it always?""Yea, dude. Last year when you screamed like a chick, it still cracks me up when I think about it. And Mathias being with us? Mein Gott it was awesome! It really sucks that he couldn't come with this time." Gilbert chuckled as he nudged the other on the shoulder as they walked through the gates that were just opening."I know, seriously sucks. I still can't believe he actually said that to the clown guy! And I did not scream like some chick ...those lights blinded me and they just jumped in front of my face. And you practically jumped out of your skin when
PruAme-Our pasts and futures 5Alfred made his way out the door way of his German foreign language class. When he started the year he had to take some kind of foreign language like everyone else. He opted for German considering he knew a fair amount of Spanish do to the kids in his neighborhood. He felt if took Spanish it would kinda be cheating his way through it and heroes don't cheat their way thought things. Even if they did, it was because they had to. But that didn't really fall in to that category. He herd that German wasn't completely complicated but still something to challenge his head without it splitting in two from complications of trying to learn it.At time
PruAme-Our pasts and futures 7It had been two weeks and he hadn't taken the tutor service yet, oh no, because he didn't exactly need it. He was pretty sure Gilbert was fine not having to teach him anything either, he had that band thing of his or whatever it was he had yet to care much about. Arthur had managed to get his guitar or maybe a new one, he wouldn't know, and practiced his hand at trying to find a band. Apparently he left an old one behind. Of course he was getting to the bottom of why he was here, he said he would, didn't he? Okay, maybe it was just taking a bit more time to find out anything important. Yea. His mind had been occupying other thoughts, like how
Candies - APHLudwig was sitting in a chair near the back of the near emptied room as he finished writing an essay which was due soon. Even if it wasn't due until the end of the week, he was going to get it done early so that he would have the time to go over it plenty and revise if he needed too, or even change it completely if he must. There was a rare chance of that ever happening. but it couldn't hurt and unlike a certain childish brother of his, he never liked to put things off.He put his pencil down for a minute or two and cracked his fingers. He'd been writing for about an hour straight and it was cramping his fingers. Study hall was almost over h
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