Haha i dont know tbh
I was in one of those moods where i laughed at lots of things.....
i think its called Hyper
:lol:
Cant wait for more
Evangeline
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Great update Maxie love!!!! :glomp:

And Chris agrees with Gold, Astronomy has gotten tougher! :P

Teehee. =DD
I'm still happy you enjoyed the update!

xDD

Thanks a bunch, Chris. <3

Oooh, they agree. :whistle:

Of course not, JayMay! RL is ALWAYS more important.

But thank you for being here. =]

It's a piece of starr. *gigglez*

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On a MUCH more important note, I have to say, my relationship with Mr. T has not been very rosy, either. We get along fine, we have a lot of fun together, but there is definitely something that the two of us lack. Well, not the two of us. It is... more like our relationships lacks something. Something very special.

Tell you what, she lacks Dylan Denver. :lmao: :lmao:

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Conjured a beautiful trio of purple butterflies, on the way – the Purple Trilogy – and followed that up by producing, with the help of my nifty wand, a bunch of gorgeous silver ones.

Awwwwww!! I like. The name's kinda creative too! :D :D :D

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Pfft! He ought to know that, splendid though any amount of butterflies that I conjure is, I am obviously much prettier. I do, after all, have the most awesome hair. Have you seen this shade of red, anywhere? Other than in my hair, I mean. Of course not, Littleredhead, you can not have. There is no person on earth, who has hair that can rise up to the standard of prettiness that mine have set.

:lmao: :lmao: I love how vain she is! It sorta balances and doesn't seem too bad since she's also really nice andd stufff. Candy loves her at any rate! :loved: :loved:

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Well, maybe Dylan Denver is an exception?

:eyebrows:

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Of course, it is not as if I like him, or anything. He is not a bad guy, not really, and I know he has awesome hair, the kind of blonde that falls into his eyes, sometimes; and makes me want to look at him but – wait a second! That is NOT true!

Love. XD XD XD

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Really, earthlings, we are safe, so let’s go and get some popcorn!

LMAOZ! Luvvv her! :D :D :D

Love,
~~Jay~~

xD

Thanks a bunch, sweetie! Dylan, who? xD

I love her, too. ANDDD! Gold loves Candy, loads.

Thank you for the review!
Shall update, in a bit.

=}

Please delete!

Dear Littleredhead,

I ...

Good Lord, I don't think I hate Dylan!

I don't how it began, but the fact is, it has begun. What? The End of Denver-hatred. No more last-name-terms, I think.

I mean, it was a couple of days ago and -- do you know Mr. T and I... have not been working out, Littleredhead? I am, of course, ready to give us another try; but, if that does not work out, I think we are plain headed for a breakup. Not a messy one, I hope.

Because we get along so wonderfully.

But, that said, I really don't think it will be a mess, if it happens -- and I think it might. Because it's so clear he loves Brody. He was actually trying to grasp Shakespeare, because she likes it! She chose that moment to pop into the scene, too. Brody, I mean. Mr. T sort of ignored me, after that. I walked off, but no hard feelings.

Because I'm pretty sure I don't love Mr. T -- and the way Brody talks about him, I can bet she does.

But, back to what I was saying. I don't exactly think I hate Dylan, anymore. I was down by the lake, a couple of days ago. Well, I took off my heels, placed them next to myself - they deserve to be petted, you know - and everything looked so pretty, I could not but help thinking that, if Dylan was here, everything would look even lovelier.

Of course, I'm sure I did not really mean that. Dylan is great to look at; but he's not THAT good. Really!

Which was when he stepped into the grounds, and -- well, he came up to me, and wrapped his arms around my waist, without a word. I was petting my heels, then, and did not see him, but I recognized him, at once. Because no one else can make me feel that way. Of course, I don't like him or anything, he is just another guy. All the same, when I spoke, my voice came out sort of... smallish, and I didn't want him to let go.

Which does NOT mean I like him.

Just that he is a good hugger, and LOTS of people are that. My mum is one. A good hugger, I mean.

Then he whispered, right in my ear, that it was his birthday; rested his head on my shoulder, and called me his Goldilocks. I narrowed my eyes, and let him know that my ears work fine, and that he does not have to sort-of-whisper into them. Which was my way to point out that I DID not like what he was doing. Or maybe I just wanted to convince myself that I did not like it?

But, of course, I could not really be angry at him, because he had just called me his Goldilocks, and that's such a sweet name. His Godilocks. HIS. Ugh, how I hated Dylan, then, for making me feel... not nice. I still wished him a happy birthday, though.

He asked what I had gotten him, and I pouted, and told him he had not informed me it was his birthday, beforehand. AND! I remembered what he had said in Madame Primpernelle's, that he likes this girl. Of course, the memory made me feel sort of unhappy - no, what am I saying, it did NOT make me feel unhappy - but I told him to ask HER for a present. That girl. The one he likes.

Then I crossed her arms and looked at him.

Bad Dylan!

He frowned, looked sort of... ah well, I can't describe that look, and said that he had already done that; but the girl did not know that it was his birthday, and therefore hadn't gotten him a present. Then he added that he isn't one for gifts and accepting them and other stuff like that that I can't remember, because I was too busy looking at -- wait a second! I was NOT too busy looking at him!

Then he asked me if I want to go and get a butterbeer, sometime. With him. With Dylan. Dylan Denver.

....

Yes.

Yes, that knocked all my breath away.

Waiiitt -- no, it did not! I wasn't happy, okay? I'm telling you I wasn't! I was just... stunned. Yeah, it wasn't like I couldn't get the fact that he was still holding me, and that his arms are really, really strong and awesome, and that he has an amazing chest, out of my mind, then. Really! I was just stunned, and THAT is why I couldn't even form a proper reply, and went, "I ... what?" in response.

But then I quickly reminded myself that people who hate each other can get butterbeers together, too, since enemies have as much of a right to meet and talk to each other, as friends, so I sort of... said yes. Don't give me that look, Littleredhead! Because I did tell him I'm not going to pay!

He said that that wouldn't be a problem, and that he will.

Then he tightened his hold on me, and asked if that was a yes.

I told him it was. Because enemies can go out with enemies, right? As enemies, of course? Then I tried to change the topic of conversation, and he told me that he didn't tell that girl he likes about his birthday, because she has been avoiding him, and I couldn't help but wonder how STUPID that girl is, to avoid DYLAN DENVER when he actually likes her and -- and I so don't care that he has feelings for that girl!

I am NOT jealous.

... and then he asked me if I'm still with Mr. T and, for some reason, I don't think he sounded too pleased about that. I didn't even know what to say; but, of course, I am still with Mr. T, so I said yes, and Dylan... let go of me. Just like that. How dare he? How dare he make me feel all nice and warm, and then LET GO OF ME?

But I couldn't ask him to hug me, again. Because then I would have felt like a traitor to Mr. T, even though I hate Dylan. Soooo... I made a stab at conversation - which seemed to have come to a standstill, all of a sudden - and asked him if he would like a present, from me. He said he does not need one, and I told him I could give him a hug, and then I did the stupidest thing in the world, and asked him if he was alright.

... and he suddenly brought up Mr. T, and said that I had kissed him - Mr. T, that is - right in front of him, when I had told him, Dylan, off for kissing Brody in front of me.

I had no idea what response to give. I did not even understand why we were talking about all of this. I tried to tell him that he had not been together with Brody, when the two of them had kissed; while Mr. T and I were plainly together. But that was of no use, and we were back to where he had started from, back to talking about birthday presents.

I gave him a hug - as a present - and asked him if that was okay, and he said a hug from me is "perfectly okay." Which was probably a sign of saying he did not want one. Because 'perfectly okay' is certainly no compliment. Though I pride myself on my warm!hugs. I asked him if he didn't want one, and he said that he loved it and... and being the IDIOT that I seem to become around Dylan Denver, I went,

"Are you sure you ... love it?"

He said it is... the best present he has ever had. Which made me say that I'm glad that *I* got to be the one to give it to him. He said he was glad that it was me, too, and... then he asked when I wanted to go and get the butterbeer. With him. I said anytime he is free - anytime I am free too, obviously - and then I asked him if something is, well, wrong with me. He asked if I was ill, and I went,

"I hate you, right? You hate me, too. Then why does it not seem like that's true?"

He said that ... Ugh, he said, "I hate you too. Of course I do. I do know I never want to let you go. But that is because you are sad, and hugging makes everything better." Then he asked me why I hate him, and I had no answer, except that he's amazing in every way, and that he has the best hair ever, and -- and I ended up telling him that it's because he's a bad Dylan, and because he kissed Brody in front of me.

DID I ADD? He actually he told me to cheer up, and said that, if I couldn't, maybe Torin could make me feel that. Why must he bring Mr. T into everything? Not to mention, the way he said Torin's name was... well, not too nice. Like he didn't like saying it.

I pointed out that he did not sound too pleased about that, and he mumbled something in response that made my eyes widen, and my pulse quicken, and a lot of things that I bet happen to everyone who talks to someone they really, really hate.

"I want to be the one that makes you happy. Not Torin. Me."

But he only --- sort of said it. His words were not exactly clear, and I was sure I had misheard. I could not even reply, for a second, there. All I could do was just... look at him, and then I had looked up and said,

"What did you say?"

It was a moment, if anything ever is, a special moment, a really, really special moment -- and it died, right then, right there, when a bunch of kids decided to create a mess, trying to use magic outside of the castle, and hurt each other with it. Head Boy Fritzera arrived, was joined by Mr. T, and of course I had to get up, and join them, since I happen to be a Prefect. Not that I don't love Prefectship, but... I am so sure something would have happened, then, if those kids hadn't interupted.

Something? WHAT AM I TALKING ABOUT? I am so sure, I am losing my marbles, or something. Thinking of Dylan Denver like that.

... and then, the moment things were sorted out - well, I wouldn't say they were sorted out. Because my special moment was stolen, quite ruthlessly, and I could NOT have it back, no matter how much I wanted it - Dylan sort of repeated what he had said - that he wants to be the one to make me happy - but Mr. T interrupted us at that VERY moment, and... kissed me on the cheek.

Right in front of Dylan.

I felt not right, then; very not right, felt a way I have never felt before in my life, and I had no idea what to do. All I knew was that I wanted to get away, away from everyone for a while, for a good, long while. So I picked my things, and told them I was leaving and -- and then I left.

....

I don't think I hate Dylan, anymore.

Or ever did.

Could I possible be in... no, that doesn't sound right. God, I can't believe I'm even thinking of Dylan Denver that way. Sure, he has amazing hair, and a perfect built, but I hate Dylan, I know I do -- no, I don't. UGH! I need coffee!

I need... to sleep.


Things to do:

♥ Get some sleep.
♥ Stop thinking of Dylan Denver.
♥ Ditto.
♥ DITTO!

LMFAO!!! I love how she just rambles on and on about Dylan and all that. :lol:
It's not nice having RP breakups, but I'm glad that Torin and Gold had a good one. ^_^

Torin didn't mean to ignore her with the Shakespeare thing though. He says he's sorry. :P

PAMS!! <33

You can tell she's head-over-heels in love.
She can't.

BUTTT! Gosh, this post took a lot of effort! I had to stalk 46754865 pages of posts, at the lake, to make sure I had everything right.

Petttt meee!

:faint:

Gold LOVES her Torin. Even more than she did before, now.

Aww! She accepts. xD

Thanks for the review, and I'll try to update, soon.

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You can! It's so cute!!

BWAHAHA!! I bet. :lol: I was reading it like 'OMG how did she remember all this? O_o'

-pets and gives you a cookie-

He loves her even more now too! They are like a team. They just are awesome friends. -hugs them-

Good. I want more! ILY.

LOL, research. xD

-eats cookie-

I shall try to update, as soon as I can.
Stickkkkkkk around! ;)

That was a great post and really fun to read. :glomp:

I LUURRRVE to get a peak inside of Gold's cluttered, confused, and crazy mind. She's like a little bird flying around a cage, not being able to make up her mind. :lol:

Aww the best part of Prefectship comes at the worst time and place. ;)

Can't wait for more. *catches bird-Gold and pets* :xd:

Thanks, Chris! <3

Gold: My mind is VERY organized, mister. Except where Dylan Denver is concerned. Because I hate him.

:xd:

She loves being a Prefect, though. =]

Bird-Gold? Aww! That sounds so adorable. -hugs ze Chris- ANDDD... thanks for the review, Chris, glad to know you liked the update! At least I think you did. You did, right? xDD

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Aww I love it. So much Dylan. Even though she hates him.

*giggles*

Lori: Look right, all this 'hate'; YOU DONT. You love, he loves. Pretty little two of you. Now stop being so resistant about it, and GO. Go on. Dylan's nice. I APPROVE.

Me: Er ... O_O Like. Ignore her. She's in this... mood. Like usual really.

Love it, love Gold, LOVE GOLDORI, love you :loved:

Haha OMG great chapter!!!!
Long and full of drama..and interesting :lol:
Awww she likes Dylan...I can wait for more
Evangeline
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Well, she did come to the conclusion that she doesn't. xD

Iloveyou. =3

Gold: Pretty little two of us? THAT SOUNDS SO CUUTE, LORI LOUU!

Me: Ignore her, too! We have to put up with them, don't we?
-eyes Gold-

ANDDD! Thank you SOOO much for ze review.
I love you and Lorii, MOAR.

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Thanks, Ev!
I just gave you a new nickname, rawwwrrrrr!

Glad to know you enjoyed the update.
Shall try to update, soon!

Ahh Mr. T interupts too much. xDD
I wonder if Gold and Dylan will ever get a chance to get a butterbeer. :)
Oh and Gold can't be losing her marbles, she's too smart! :lol:
Loved the post MaxieluffYAY!
PAMS!
Jess(:

Is she? xD

Thanks a bunch, JesshLuffYAY!

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Rawarrrrr I Loveeee The Nickname!
I have loads of them

I enjoyed it Loads..:lol:
Yes!! I shall wait till next time
*Sits on the floor and waits*
:)

Yay for Ev! xD

Thank you, and ... thank you again!
*gives you a comfy couch*

=]

*Steals comfy sofa and sits down* "Thank You"
*giggle*
Your welcome.turely.........Cant wait till the next bit :yes:
:D