Fight with me and my worst than a scientist of a "father", OCified.
"Whats the password?" I yelled across the room.
"The Hell do u think it is?" Ciel yelled back. I rammed my head into the back of the couch, this was the seventh time he had changed the wifi password.
"Just tell me." I said.
"Look, missy." He stood up. He typed in the password, and jammed the enter key.
"Better?" He asked rhetorically. I remained silent, it was always better to just let him rage out.
"Look, u have some serious problems with talking to people. But you're going to have to deal with it, you're going to have to talk to alot of difficult people." He said, almost shouting. Remaining silent, he let out a growl of frustration.
"Go to your room!" He screamed. I stood up, and quickly walked into my room, slamming my door shut, leaving my laptop on the floor.
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"Gotta go, night guys." I whispered softly, typing fast and silently. Rubbing the tears out of my eyes, I curled up into a ball, and shivered in the cold closet.
"Night." I whispered softly to the stuffed bear, and pet its head softly.
Later, I found a way to sneak the laptop into my room.
"Ninja sneaky." I whispered to myself. A smile lit my face, the battery was fully charged. Whoo!
.......I feel much better after sharing that..... No hatin on me!
"Whats the password?" I yelled across the room.
"The Hell do u think it is?" Ciel yelled back. I rammed my head into the back of the couch, this was the seventh time he had changed the wifi password.
"Just tell me." I said.
"Look, missy." He stood up. He typed in the password, and jammed the enter key.
"Better?" He asked rhetorically. I remained silent, it was always better to just let him rage out.
"Look, u have some serious problems with talking to people. But you're going to have to deal with it, you're going to have to talk to alot of difficult people." He said, almost shouting. Remaining silent, he let out a growl of frustration.
"Go to your room!" He screamed. I stood up, and quickly walked into my room, slamming my door shut, leaving my laptop on the floor.
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"Gotta go, night guys." I whispered softly, typing fast and silently. Rubbing the tears out of my eyes, I curled up into a ball, and shivered in the cold closet.
"Night." I whispered softly to the stuffed bear, and pet its head softly.
Later, I found a way to sneak the laptop into my room.
"Ninja sneaky." I whispered to myself. A smile lit my face, the battery was fully charged. Whoo!
.......I feel much better after sharing that..... No hatin on me!
Arcineh
This charrie goes door the name Jenson King. Overly-gelled black hair to match his green eyes, this kid could be a Greaser, I swear. When he gets angry, of his body is put under a large amount of stress, he has the ability to retreat into the form of a black leopard. Even when in human form, his cat-like eyes and fangs give him night-vision, and an unusual taste for catnip. Jenson's past remains a secret, even to him. His earliest memory is waking up in the middle of the jungle at age twelve, only to be taken to civilization door tourists. He enjoyed old, classic streetfighting games, hence his Greaser appearance. At age sixteen, he traveled to America, and joined the team. Knowing meer Hindi than English, he often just sits in the rafters and watches everyone.
This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to writing them, so, patience.
This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to writing them, so, patience.
