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ivybgreenflower) wrote2004-12-11 01:57 am
ivybgreenflower) wrote2004-12-11 01:57 am
'Cause you like me too much...
Started: 11:54 PM
(I like to time myself.)
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November 27th
I met a girl today. I suppose Mother will be happy. She's pretty and intelligent and love is not far off, methinks.
I feel like such a girl for writing in this thing.
Oh well.
-Bryan
"So I met this guy today. He's... weird."
"Hahahahah. Aren't they all?"
"This one was one of those... weird ones..."
"Uh, sure."
"He's got my number."
"Maureen, you're an idiot."
"..."
The two girls walked down the street together and passed by a music store.
"Oh God, there he is." Maureen ducked around Janet and hid behind her. Janet looked around. "Where?" she asked. "SHHHH!" Maureen said, jabbing Janet in the back. "Ow!"
"Crap, he's on to us!" Maureen said, frantically. Janet looked and felt bewildered. The person standing about ten feet away from them looked perfectly normal; at least, normal enough. Maureen stood up straight. The man walked over to the women and smiled. Janet was instantly worried, but she couldn't explain why.
He was very sweet, and Janet couldn't see why she thought he was so weird, but her anxiety lingered anyway. Something bad concerning this man was going to happen in the near future, she could tell.
November 29th
Remember the girl I met? Her name is Mareen. I met her friend Jamie or whatever today. I don't like her much but I'm afraid to offend her because Mareen might get offended on Jezebelle or whoever's behalf or something. I don't know, chicks are weird.
-Bryan
A few weeks had passed and Maureen was going crazy. Somehow, Bryan managed to turn up at every street corner and in all of Maureen's favorite hangouts. Janet was mildly amused at the situation but of course would not admit this to Maureen, who was slowly becoming more and more insane every day. Janet looked at Maureen. Maureen was slinking around the corner of 73rd street, her back glued to the wall, not daring to set foot around the corner until she knew it was safe because Bryan might recognize her shoes. But the precautions were fruitless; a cheerful voice from around the corner said "Maureen! There you are! You look great today!"
Janet couldn't resist an eyeroll.
Bryan looked daggers over Maureen's shoulder while Maureen wasn't looking (she had her face buried exasperatedly in her hands.)
Janet was shocked, she had always thought of Bryan to be less... evil than that. But there was definitely something sinister in Bryan's eyes.
December 1st
I need to get rid of Janet. She's always there. I don't know how to poison her though.
Janet was sitting in the park, alone, thinking about Maureen's stalker issue.
-@ 1:40 AM
(I like to time myself.)
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November 27th
I met a girl today. I suppose Mother will be happy. She's pretty and intelligent and love is not far off, methinks.
I feel like such a girl for writing in this thing.
Oh well.
-Bryan
"So I met this guy today. He's... weird."
"Hahahahah. Aren't they all?"
"This one was one of those... weird ones..."
"Uh, sure."
"He's got my number."
"Maureen, you're an idiot."
"..."
The two girls walked down the street together and passed by a music store.
"Oh God, there he is." Maureen ducked around Janet and hid behind her. Janet looked around. "Where?" she asked. "SHHHH!" Maureen said, jabbing Janet in the back. "Ow!"
"Crap, he's on to us!" Maureen said, frantically. Janet looked and felt bewildered. The person standing about ten feet away from them looked perfectly normal; at least, normal enough. Maureen stood up straight. The man walked over to the women and smiled. Janet was instantly worried, but she couldn't explain why.
He was very sweet, and Janet couldn't see why she thought he was so weird, but her anxiety lingered anyway. Something bad concerning this man was going to happen in the near future, she could tell.
November 29th
Remember the girl I met? Her name is Mareen. I met her friend Jamie or whatever today. I don't like her much but I'm afraid to offend her because Mareen might get offended on Jezebelle or whoever's behalf or something. I don't know, chicks are weird.
-Bryan
A few weeks had passed and Maureen was going crazy. Somehow, Bryan managed to turn up at every street corner and in all of Maureen's favorite hangouts. Janet was mildly amused at the situation but of course would not admit this to Maureen, who was slowly becoming more and more insane every day. Janet looked at Maureen. Maureen was slinking around the corner of 73rd street, her back glued to the wall, not daring to set foot around the corner until she knew it was safe because Bryan might recognize her shoes. But the precautions were fruitless; a cheerful voice from around the corner said "Maureen! There you are! You look great today!"
Janet couldn't resist an eyeroll.
Bryan looked daggers over Maureen's shoulder while Maureen wasn't looking (she had her face buried exasperatedly in her hands.)
Janet was shocked, she had always thought of Bryan to be less... evil than that. But there was definitely something sinister in Bryan's eyes.
December 1st
I need to get rid of Janet. She's always there. I don't know how to poison her though.
Janet was sitting in the park, alone, thinking about Maureen's stalker issue.
-@ 1:40 AM
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I wonder what inspired this story.
Stalking is cool, only when you aren't the stalkee.
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Ivyette
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I can't tell if this is war or a dream anymore.
Love, luck, and lollipops.