Brett Mirth
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rip me up from the roots.
nightmares that appear like dreams
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Post by Brett Mirth on Sept 23, 2007 17:34:59 GMT -5
{there already out o.o} Brett, and Delia ran to the school. The doors were so heavy they thought they were locked for a moment; until they both pulled together. Just in time; the two slammed the door shut, and from outside they could hear water slamming, and pounding against the door. They slowly walked up the stairs making sure no teacher or someone like that saw them running. Once Delia, and Brett got to there rooms. They squeezed eachother. They finally got back, and even the little bird survived. "Let's name him muffin!" Delia commented. "Uh; no let's name him .. .. Bird? I don't know; anything but muffin. P.s. I call first shower!" Brett said quickly claiming her spot by the bathroom door.
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Post by Delia Marlow on Sept 23, 2007 17:38:24 GMT -5
( I know.. But we were running through the grass on the way to the castle and it was flooded..)
Delia wanted to name the bird muffin ): . She didint care, as long as they were safe. She said she'd just go to Gregorys and sleep there scince he wasnt there he was at his moms. She said goodbye to the bird, then bye to Brett, "thanks for everything Brett" She hugged Brett once more then went out the door down to Gregs room.
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Brett Mirth
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rip me up from the roots.
nightmares that appear like dreams
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Post by Brett Mirth on Sept 23, 2007 17:43:21 GMT -5
Brett sighed. In the beginning all she wanted was to be alone, but now she only wanted someone to be there by her. The bird flew out of her hand, and landed in a corner of clothing piled up. Brett smirked at the bird; then went to take a shower. The water was steaming hot, and felt so good. After a while. She sat down in the tub; while the water dropped on to her like it did today; only nicer, and hot. Brett curled up into a ball with her knees to her chest. She had pain everywhere or that's what it felt like. 20 minutes later Brett finally came out in a towel. She dressed into her pajamas, and heard a knock on the door.
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Post by Delia Marlow on Sept 23, 2007 17:49:14 GMT -5
Delia got into Gregs room, she was so glad to finally get a shower. Her arms looked like she had the chicken poxs. They were pelted with rain, thats probably where she had gotten them. She climbed into the hot steamy shower, so glad that she was now being showered with hot water. It felt so good, her feet hurt so bad, luckily Gregory had one of those feet spa things. She got into the shower about 20 minutes later she got out and sat with a nice fuzzy robe on with her feet in the thermal spa sitting on Gregs sofa watching a movie.
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Brett Mirth
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rip me up from the roots.
nightmares that appear like dreams
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Post by Brett Mirth on Sept 23, 2007 18:04:01 GMT -5
{ i thought you were at the door :[ }
Brett looked over; trying to take a guess; who was at the door? Brett stepped closer. Whoever it was knocked again. Brett decided to just answer the door. Brett creaked the door open; it was new, but open, and closed like it's been around for the last 40 years. Brett saw a 2 tall figures in the door way. It was the headmaster, and Jude. 'Oh shit .. tell me then didn't find out about us!. Brett frowned. "Umm.. I--" Brett was interrupted. "Oh thank god you're here!" Jude sighed with relief. The headmaster glared at Jude Frost. "Where have you been Ms. Mirth. and where is Ms. Marlow? You do know the curfew is midnight don't you." The headmaster asked sternly. Brett gave the headmaster a dirty look "Oh, well, we were just outside lost in the forest for about 6 hours, getting pelted and flooded with rain, Delia almost got crushed with a tree, and managed to transform into a rat. Brett was angered. "Well; I see, but I noticed you weren't here for any of your classes today! How do you explain that? I know for a fact Delia was at ever class, and even picked up the work for a Mr. Gregory down the hall." He looked stern, and Jude looked sympathetic. "Oh; well .. you see." Brett tried to come up with something, but it was to late. "Oh I see. For the rest of this week you may not leave this campus!" He yelled, and rushed to his floor. Jude walked into Brett's dorm, and as soon as they were the only ones in sight; he squeezed her tight. "Are you ok?" Jude asked. "I think ... I hope .." Brett said unsure.
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Post by Delia Marlow on Sept 23, 2007 18:13:28 GMT -5
Delia had fallen asleep. She awoke to an opening of a door. She got up, in Gregorys boxers and a large t-shirt. "He-Hello?" said Delia quietly. "Hello...Who is that?" asked a voice, it was Gregorys. "Greg? Is that you, Its Delia.." Delia said. "Hey Delia, *COUGH* How are you? You havent been here all day..*COUGH*" 'Oh you sound horrible, lay down, and ive been out in the rain *sneeze.. O; * Oh no.. Ive been in the forest flooded by the rain, i almost got squished." Delia told Greg. "Oh My Gosh.." He ran over to Delia and hugged her.
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Brett Mirth
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rip me up from the roots.
nightmares that appear like dreams
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Post by Brett Mirth on Sept 23, 2007 18:19:43 GMT -5
( it 5 in the morning, and I'm up having phone sex with you; oh so hornyy}
It was 5 in the morning, and Jude brought Brett to his apartment; even after what the head master had said. They spent the night watching horror; drama; comedy, and romantic movies. Brett was so tired, and hungry after the whole day so Jude made them both spaghetti, with tomatoe sauce, and ricotta cheese. After finishing the whole bowl; a while later; Jude took her back to her dorm.
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Post by Delia Marlow on Sept 23, 2007 18:27:28 GMT -5
Gregory flicked on the lights. They snuggled on the bed and went to sleep (short.. i know. )
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Brett Mirth
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rip me up from the roots.
nightmares that appear like dreams
Posts: 792
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Post by Brett Mirth on Sept 23, 2007 18:35:22 GMT -5
Brett said goodbye to Jude, and looked through her room. The bird was already sleeping, and Delia was probably sleeping with Gregory; well not in that sense. Brett didn't know what else to do, but go to bed. She slipped into her sheets, and thought about the day, and everything that happened to her, and soon drifted off.
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