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  <title>Don't ask me</title>
  <subtitle>Annabelle</subtitle>
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    <name>Annabelle</name>
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  <updated>2006-03-03T10:26:27Z</updated>
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    <title>Chapter one</title>
    <published>2006-03-01T11:13:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-03T10:26:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1" face="arial"&gt;Fiction:(Still un-named)&lt;br /&gt;Chapter:Chapter one-Don't you dare to forget it?&lt;br /&gt;Date posted:1/3&lt;br /&gt;Notes:&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me if there's any grammatical mistake,and tell me how you feel about it.Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maia Le Svelte slammed the door behind her and shouted,&lt;br /&gt;“I’m back! Jesus, I’m so damn tired,”&lt;br /&gt;Then she lied down on the sofa. She realized that Blair Lager and Anna Nimble were glaring at her.&lt;br /&gt;“What’s wrong?” She asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t you dare to forget it?! We were supposed to be here at 7pm and put our make-up on! We were supposed to shop, Maia!” Blair yelled. Maia smiled awkwardly.&lt;br /&gt;“it is now 8:30 pm,” Evelyn Sturi came out from her room and was brushing her gorgeous brown hair.&lt;br /&gt;“Opps,” Maia whispered, “But…I promised Isabel to walk with her to the Music Store yesterday.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well, Maia, I’m sorry.” Anna shrugged but still glower at Maia. ”But you promised us, like, last Saturday.”&lt;br /&gt;“Err…..” Maia gulped,” Maybe spend our shopping time tomorrow night? I swear I’ll be right on time. Please?” She begged.&lt;br /&gt;“Let me think about it.” Anna crossed her arms. ”But tomorrow should be the band practice of ‘Don’t ask me’.” She frowned.&lt;br /&gt;“So let’s change the practice date to Saturday.” Maia suggested nervously. No one answered.&lt;br /&gt;“Okay.” Blair finally decided. Maia released.&lt;br /&gt;You might think they would have a girl fight. I’m sorry that you’re wrong. They’re in different classes, but they were best mates. They wouldn’t argue about this dull forget-today-we’re-supposed-to-hang-out stuff…&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, Mollz! How about go to Barney again?” Blair said, “I love the pink check skirt you bought there last time.”&lt;br /&gt;“Of course we will get there,” Evelyn sit on the grey sofa and reached her hand to the TV remote control,“ We have to go there, but I really think should buy that orange plain shirt, it fits you.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.” Anna nodded.&lt;br /&gt;Now they went back to their normal life-talked about fashion. Well, not always only fashion, but often. They talked about music, celebrities, television, too. They did many things normal girls did, like, gossip.&lt;br /&gt;But no, totally not. They’re no normal girls. They’re rich and famous. They were hot. To conclude, they were adorable. The kind of ‘boys fancy, girls dream for’ type. Everyone likes to hang out with anyone of them.&lt;br /&gt;They had their own friends group in their own class, though they were best mates. Well, maybe there’re just too many people want to be a friend of them, and they were not mean, they love to be popular too (who don’t? You? Weirdo.).&lt;br /&gt;“Oh yea.” Anna suddenly said, “I wrote a song-‘Perfect Day’, yesterday.” She stood up and ran to her room. She appeared again with a full hand of papers, and also her acoustic guitar.&lt;br /&gt;“Listen to it first. It’s about a girl has her first date with a boy, she thought it was a perfect day, but things just turned out completely opposite.” She introduced, “So, may I start now?” The others nodded. Then Anna began to sing.&lt;br /&gt;“…How the hell did I know that,&lt;br /&gt; The time spending with you was that bad.&lt;br /&gt; Maybe I’m just a fool,&lt;br /&gt; To let me be your fool…”&lt;br /&gt;When she finished the last melody, everybody clapped hands. The song and her voice were amazing.&lt;br /&gt;“ What I need is you girls to co-write a little bit of it. Then it’ll be fantastic.” Anna grinned proudly because she knew her friend love the song, “ Maybe this is gonna be the new song in our gig in Hanner next month.”&lt;br /&gt;Hanner Music &amp; Arts College was the school they studied in. Hanner was like the best college in California. Plus, it’s not a girls-only college. So many girls want to get in Hanner. The foursome are the band, ‘Don’t ask me’, which is very famous in Hanner. Maia and Evelyn were the guitarists. Blair’s the drummer. Anna played the bass guitar and also sang the vocals.&lt;br /&gt;“So what gets you this inspiration, by the way?” Evelyn asked curiously, “Do not tell me you dated some guys again.”&lt;br /&gt;“Nah, I’m not stupid,” Anna shook her head slowly and smirked, “But Blair is.”&lt;br /&gt;Blair blushed and tried to explain,&lt;br /&gt;“I…I just dated with this guy called Calvin once last week. As the song mention, it turned out a really bad day. He asked me out because he wanted to get everybody’s attention, which was an act of loser. So I left him all a sudden while we were walking in the mall. Anyway, I hanged out with him was just for fun. No other meanings, I swear.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, and it’s totally fun.” Maia rolled her eyes, “right?”&lt;br /&gt;The truth was Blair really had a crush on this guy Calvin. She didn’t date him for once but four times. These were what the other girls didn’t know. However, it was right as rain Blair got over Calvin.&lt;br /&gt;“How did you know that, Anna? I thought I hided it very well” Blair was confused.&lt;br /&gt;“Tommi saw that and told me,” Anna replied. The girls were staring at her, so she admitted, “Tommi and I are friends only, got it?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, right.” Evelyn smirked. “Understand now.”&lt;br /&gt;“Back to our topic. Now we can sing ‘Perfect Day that day. I suppose the gig included ‘Underneath’ too?” Anna asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Of course.” Maia answered. “It got a really good response in last performance.”&lt;br /&gt;“How many songs can we perform, anyway?” Blair asked and was randomly reading ‘Cosmo’.&lt;br /&gt;“Six in exact.”&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s us played two old songs, two new songs and two other band’s song, then.” Evelyn said.&lt;br /&gt;“Can we discuss about this tomorrow?” Blair frowned. “I am starving.”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay. I am going to the kitchen and make us a dinner, anyone help?” Maia stood up and wanted someone to help her out.&lt;br /&gt;“Me.” Anna raised her hand. Then Maia and Anna went to the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>girlslaughter @ 2006-02-24T18:45:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-24T10:50:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-24T10:50:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hello,this is Natalie aka Kula_wisdom in xanga,feelthepain in geejay,and natalie_forever in myspace.&lt;br /&gt;This is a journal for me to share the fictions I wrote with &lt;s&gt;my friends only&lt;/s&gt; you all.I am going to put up my fics as soon as possible.Support me,thanks.</content>
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