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Gabriel knew something was wrong the second that Sam didn't answer his phone for the third time in a row.  He knew for a fact that Sam's parents and brother were out for the weekend and he was going to be home alone and thought that he was going to invite him over.  Sure the past week he had been acting weird but Gabe thought it was just nerves over their final exams getting to him.  Getting to the house, he didn't even bother knocking just used the key that Sam's mom had given him.  Sam didn't know about it, his mom just wanted him to have it for emergencies and whatnot.  Him and Sam had been friends for years now and it only made sense sinc

 ______ groaned when she woke up. Her whole body felt heavy and her head ached from lack of sleep. Then she tried to sit up and gasped loudly when she put pressure on her elbow. Her action sent shockwaves of pain through her shoulder. Bucky got up from the motel bed next to hers.  "It's alright." He said. "Lay back and relax."  She did as he told her and laid down, breathing in short gusts due to the pain. Looking up at the ceiling, she recalled the past night's events.  They drove until about midnight, when Bucky found a motel that seemed semi-popular. He was hoping that HYDRA hadn't gotten that far yet, because he really needed to get the

KEY: (Name)=Your name (e/c)= eye color (s/c)= skin color (h/l)= hair length (h/c)= hair color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~   (Name) whimpered. Her boyfriend Allen Jones had just beat her for bringing him the wrong sandwich...again. In a rage fit, Allen had cut her then stormed out of the house. (Name) knew Allen would be back soon. He was probably at a bar getting drunk, then he’d come home and beat her some more. (Name) knew she had to call someone. It wouldn’t be any use to call the police they wouldn’t do anything to help her. Considering that

I never thought that Dick and I would ever share the same bed together. Sure, I've thought about it because deep down inside I love him and wouldn't rather do anything besides that, but I never thought it would actually happen. It's only happening now because Alfred said he'd forgotten to prepare a room for me for our sleepover. I still find that weird. I mean, Alfred not being prepared? That makes no sense. But like everything else I'll just push it aside until tomorrow. Something warm brushes against my bare side and I stiffen. I turn my head on my pillow (which is amazingly soft and fluff)in the direction it came from and am greeted with

Hour 2000, your room You laid on your bed, as your eyes staring at the celling, thinking of nothing. The Ice Prince was beside your bed, looking around your PSP that you got in this Christmas, pressing random buttons to see any reaction but he didn't know what does it mean. "Jack, are ya still offended of what Esha said?" you asked him but he didn't replied it. You stared toward him as you woke up, sitting on your bed. "Woi!! Are you offended of what Esha said??" you shouted. This time, Jack noticed of what did you said. "Uh.. (your name), about that... I'm sometimes offended of it, but why you still defend her?" he replied "I'm not defe

My mother tells me to clean up my room. She says it's a jungle in there. Well, that might sound a little harsh, Except for that one private marsh, And that tiger perched on my chair. My father tells me to clean up my room. He claims it looks like a pigpen. Well, that's a rather painful dig. He should know, I don't own a pig— Only a couple of chickens. My sister tells me to clean up my room. She thinks a tornado's just struck. I'd get mad at her for her gall, If the mess wasn't stacked so tall It can cover up my tank truck. My brother tells me to clean up my room. He swears he doesn't know the place. I would jab him betwe