Writing is pretty fun.
"Meatball"
by
Juno Cassidy
Sun(Very bright) zooms down to school.
Plagued High School:
Liz:Did you know that dolphins have 13-14 inch penises?
Catt:You lie.
Liz:I kid you not
Liz:Could you imagine getting reamed with one of those?
Liz:CRAZY!
Mish:Hush.Libary.
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Liz:Don't be such a wet electric blanket.School's almost out,no reason not to let loose.
Mish:Not that,I'm listen to Ms.Olberkurt's phone call.I think she's getting set up on a date.
Catt:Lies
Liz:Blashampy.
Mish:Gospel
The girls move closer to eavesdrop on the librarian.
Ms.Olberkurt:So what does he look like? He has hair right!?
Ms.Olberkurt:What do mean I'm in no position to be picky!?
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Catt:Ms.Oblerkurt getting set up on a date,Brian was right everything does change when you're leaving High School.
Ms.Olberkurt:8? Sounds good.Talk to you later
Liz:Whoa
Mish:And life moves on.
Liz:Not tonight it doesn't,lets follow her.
Catt&Mish:What.
Mish:Pass.
Liz:Come on.it'd cool to see what type of guy,she gets in a twist over.Plus I haven't been out in a MONTH,I need fun,adventure,DANGER.
Liz;And afterwards we could go to the rink,so pleasepleaseplease!?
Mish:Till 11.
Catt:I suppose.
Liz:JAWSOME.
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Mish:Lemme ruturn these books.
Catt:Have you seen Phil around today?
Liz:Fraid not guv.Why?
Catt:He said he wanted to tell me something.
Liz:Probably got nother preggers,can't trust a nerd.Once they figure one girl out,they think they can figure us all out.
Catt:Ha Ha,so funny.He seem worried about somethin.His phone is turned off too...
Liz:Preggers
Catt:Hush you.
Mish:Let's go
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Outside yard.
Liz:Lets meet at Olberkurt's house round 7:30.Deal?
Catt:Deal.
Mish:Cool.
Liz:See you spooks later.
Liz's Home.
Liz:JEFFEREY I"M HOME!
Liz:I GOT YOU SOME FOOD
Liz:SUCH DELICOUS FOOD.
Liz:SUCH AS A HALF EATEN TACO,STALE FRIES AND A SURPRISE!
Liz:Of course as always enjoyment may very.
A sickly looking dog scampers out.
Liz:There you are.
Liz:Been good? Taken your meds?
Liz hugs the dog affectionately.
Liz:EAT
Living Room.
Throws her backpack to couch and plops into the recliner.
Liz:Ah,what a hard day at work.
Jefferey runs into the living room and attempts to jump into Liz's lap but fails and knocks into the chairs arm.
Liz:Oh,what did I tell you!? Remember the RJH.No running,jumping or humping.
Liz struggles to pick the dog up and into her lap.
Liz:There,lets watch the telly.
Turns on the TV.Hardcore pornography plays.Liz's eyes widen.Watches for a couple seconds and cranes her neck sideways.
Liz:Lets go to my room instead.
Walks up the stairs,and opens the paint chipped door.She falls to her bed.
Liz:First night in months I don't have homework and actually I miss it.*sigh* Something is amiss.
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Liz:Where's my TV!?
Liz:I've been robbed!
Liz:Maybe they're still in the house!? Holy crap (Maybe they heard me! Maybe its not a they and just one person.I could handle one person but if they have a gun,I'm screwed.Choices...)
Looks at Jefferey sleeping peacefully.She remembers her large wooden ruler she got on a class trip in her closet.
Liz:It'll did.
She slaps it across her hand hard.
Liz:It's on like ping pong.
She creeps down the hallway,checks the bathroom.
Liz:(Nope)
Checks the linen closet.
Liz:(Nope but who would hide in the linen closet? That's just stupid.)
Creeps slowly down the stairs,ready for war when the front door opens.
Woman:What are you doing?
Liz:I've been robbed.
Woman:You sure you didn't misplace it? You forget where you put alot of things.
Liz:I think I'd know if I misplaced my TELEVISION.
Woman:Oh,I have to talk to about that.
Liz:Whats up?
Woman:Your brother sold it.I'm sorry,he told earlier today at work.I was hoping to get home before you so I could get it back.
Liz:He what
Liz:Mom
Liz blinks erratically,struggling to find words to express her utter disbelief.She drops her ruler and storms back upstairs.
Mom:Don't you wanna why he sold it?
Liz:NOT REALLY!
Liz furiously slams the door behind her.
Liz:This is fucking ridiculous.
Liz:Absolutely positively ridiculous
Liz:AARGH
Stares at her computer, outdated but still chugging along.
Liz:Nah
She rushes down stairs and bolts to the front door.
Mom:Wait,where are you going?
Liz:Walk.
Mom:What do you want for dinner?
Liz:TV
Mom:Besides that.
Liz:I already ate.
Mom:Oh....alright.Be safe.
A decent sized block stretches before her almost marathon like...
Liz:Perfect.
Liz decides to abandon her walking plans from a sprint.
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While sprinting a familiar face sidles up to Liz.
FF:How you Dion this eve?
Liz:Like vomiting if you don't get away for me.
FF:My feelings,you hurt them so.
Liz:What do you want?
FF:Your number of course.
Liz:I'm not in the mood for your half-assed shitty attempts to get in my pants.So piss off.
