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Shanners · 01-11-2010, 09:12 PM

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Originally Posted by Yusrieee

OH, she liked cupcakes. But that doesn't mean he's giving her any. Firming his grip on the lunch box, Blake pouted, "Umm Fat Free? I dunno. My family doesn't have the tendency to get fat as compared to some girls who diet...." *CoughYOUCough*. Scratching his chin, he further added, "And besides, we all exercise so..umm yeah. No fat free cupcakes for you." He said with a brow raised and smirked.

A soft chuckle escaped his lips and he covered his face with his hands. "What is your problem? Stop acting like my mother. I don't care if I act as an infant. At least, I'm better than you cause I don't have to freak out about every little thing." He said a bit heatedly and crossed his arms as he looked down at her. Shorty.

Biting his lower lip, Blake couldn't help but cover his ears while she lectured him. No time for that. "BLAHBLAHBLAHYADAYADAYADA." He muttered the whole time she did the nonsense babbling. "Gosh! You're giving me a headache. Try keeping your gob shut, it'll help. I promise. And you talk way toooo much. I pity the poor Hufflepuffs." This is bad. He DIDN'T want to talk to her like that but she's just so mean and irritating.

She did not just tell him to rot. How dare she. "At least I have a disease and I'll die young without wrinkles and don't have to dependent on my grandchildren. As for you, all I can say is..I feel you. I feel sorry for you cause you'll die with wrinkles, without teeth, sight and all that jazz." Annoyed, much? By the end of his rant, Blake was fuming with anger and his cheeks, now red, were on fire. He'd had enough of her.

Smirk. Huffies don't poop? "You don't poop? Whoa! There's definitely something wrong with you. Go see a doctor. You need to get that crap out of your body or else you'll die, just like me." He said coolly and rolled his eyes. Crazy mean girl. He should stay away from her, for future reference.

"YOU DIE! You non-pooping fart sniffing meanie!" His favorite line ever! Yush! His head was throbbing right now and he couldn't feel or think anything properly. Glaring at her - sadly, Blake couldn't control his urge to spit on the table and after much brainstorming, he did. Right next to her plate. "Take that, crazy." He muttered and slammed the lunchbox on the table and left it there. "Bye...forever, hopefully." God pleaseee keep this girl away from him or bad things will happen this year. Shooting one last satisfied glance at her, Blake stormed back to where he belonged, the Slytherin table. She was a cute girl but he had no regrets whatsoever! She was giving bad vibes since the start of this pointless conversation.

"So I cant have any cupcakes?" Well that was RUDE. RUDE RUDE lapboy. Hmpfh. Lori definately didnt like him at all. He was arrogant, rude, pretty, EVEN MORE arrogant, diseased, AND he was stupid. "I dont want any. Your mum probably poisons them." Teehee. No wonder lapboy was as psycho as he is. Weird child. WEIRD child.

"You need to GROW up, lapboy. Maybe you'll grow up if more people said something to you. You';re immature, you act like a baby, and quite frankly your company is completely BORING. And I dont appreciate you sitting here at our table now. You insult one of us. You insult all of us." The rest of her house would stick up for her right? Apart from Winchester. She could just go stay away. Lorelai didn't want to even acknowledge that they were now in the same house. TORTURE.

BETTER THAN HER?
Was he for real?
Seriously?
BOYS!

Speaking of boys, she kinda wanted Adam now. AAAADAMMMM?

"You talk WAY too little lapboy. I pity your supposed friends. You're not much for conversation, not much for company, not much of a looker, and you're HORRIBLE. I have all the friends I need. And for your information, you dont BELONG at this table. So leave. Go on, get going." She glared at him, and flicked her hand as if to shoo him. Like an animal. Which was what he was.

"We do use the toilet in that fashion. EVERYBODY does, but in a toilet. Not on a bench, stupid. God, does this school not TEACH you common sense? Obviously not if they produce students like you." Hmpfh. She REALLY didnt like him. He was terribly horible. And stupid.

SPIT. EW. GROSS. DOCTORR. TEACHER? SOMEONEE.

Lorelai squealed a little bit, and pushed his 'lunchbox' over onto the floor, disregarding the fact it wasn't even hers, and she got up, flounced from her seat and went and sat further up the table. SPIT? GROSS.

01-11-2010, 09:12 PM	#476 (permalink)
Shanners DMAC & DMC Manticore Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: whoville Posts: 43,372 Gryffindor Sixth Year First Year x7 x5	∞ 17 \| RP entrepreneur \| defies gravity \| Miss George is flawless \| blanket burrito lyfe Quote: Originally Posted by Yusrieee OH, she liked cupcakes. But that doesn't mean he's giving her any. Firming his grip on the lunch box, Blake pouted, "*Umm Fat Free? I dunno. My family doesn't have the tendency to get fat as compared to some* girls who diet....*" CoughYOUCough. Scratching his chin, he further added, "And besides, we all exercise so..umm yeah. No fat free cupcakes for you." He said with a brow raised and smirked. A soft chuckle escaped his lips and he covered his face with his hands. "What is your problem? Stop acting like my mother. I don't care if I act as an infant. At least, I'm better than you cause I don't have to freak out about every little thing." He said a bit heatedly and crossed his arms as he looked down at her. Shorty. Biting his lower lip, Blake couldn't help but cover his ears while she lectured him. No time for that. "BLAHBLAHBLAHYADAYADAYADA." He muttered the whole time she did the nonsense babbling. "Gosh! You're giving me a headache. Try keeping your gob shut, it'll help. I promise. And you talk way toooo much. I pity the poor Hufflepuffs." This is bad. He DIDN'T want to talk to her like that but she's just so mean and irritating. She did not just tell him to rot. How dare she. "At least I have a disease and I'll die young without wrinkles and don't have to dependent on my grandchildren. As for you, all I can say is..I feel you. I feel sorry for you cause you'll die with wrinkles, without teeth, sight and all that jazz." Annoyed, much? By the end of his rant, Blake was fuming with anger and his cheeks, now red, were on fire. He'd had enough of her. Smirk. Huffies don't poop? "You don't poop? Whoa! There's definitely something wrong with you. Go see a doctor. You need to get that crap out of your body or else you'll die, just like me." He said coolly and rolled his eyes. Crazy mean girl. He should stay away from her, for future reference. "YOU DIE! You non-pooping fart sniffing meanie!" His favorite line ever! Yush! His head was throbbing right now and he couldn't feel or think anything properly. Glaring at her - sadly, Blake couldn't control his urge to spit on the table and after much brainstorming, he did. Right next to her plate. "Take that, crazy." He muttered and slammed the lunchbox on the table and left it there. "Bye...forever, hopefully.*" God pleaseee keep this girl away from him or bad things will happen this year. Shooting one last satisfied glance at her, Blake stormed back to where he belonged, the Slytherin table. She was a cute girl but he had no regrets whatsoever! She was giving bad vibes since the start of this pointless conversation. "So I cant have any cupcakes?" Well that was RUDE. RUDE RUDE lapboy. Hmpfh. Lori definately didnt like him at all. He was arrogant, rude, pretty, EVEN MORE arrogant, diseased, AND he was stupid. "I dont want any. Your mum probably poisons them." Teehee. No wonder lapboy was as psycho as he is. Weird child. WEIRD child. "You need to GROW up, lapboy. Maybe you'll grow up if more people said something to you. You';re immature, you act like a baby, and quite frankly your company is completely BORING. And I dont appreciate you sitting here at our table now. You insult one of us. You insult all of us." The rest of her house would stick up for her right? Apart from Winchester. She could just go stay away. Lorelai didn't want to even acknowledge that they were now in the same house. TORTURE. BETTER THAN HER? Was he for real? Seriously? BOYS! Speaking of boys, she kinda wanted Adam now. AAAADAMMMM? "You talk WAY too little lapboy. I pity your supposed friends. You're not much for conversation, not much for company, not much of a looker, and you're HORRIBLE. I have all the friends I need. And for your information, you dont BELONG at this table. So leave. Go on, get going." She glared at him, and flicked her hand as if to shoo him. Like an animal. Which was what he was. "We do use the toilet in that fashion. EVERYBODY does, but in a toilet. Not on a bench, stupid. God, does this school not TEACH you common sense? Obviously not if they produce students like you." Hmpfh. She REALLY didnt like him. He was terribly horible. And stupid. SPIT. EW. GROSS. DOCTORR. TEACHER? SOMEONEE. Lorelai squealed a little bit, and pushed his 'lunchbox' over onto the floor, disregarding the fact it wasn't even hers, and she got up, flounced from her seat and went and sat further up the table. SPIT? GROSS. __________________ [Grimoire]__________________________________________________ ____________