Real And Fake - Pris vs. Katja (finished!)
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Does this story has to be continued? cuz part 24 will be the end
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Re: Real And Fake - Pris vs. Katja (finished!)
Onyone Fri Jan 04, 2008 8:23 pm
because I'm not in the modd for writing right now
and I have some school work
and I have some school work
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Re: Real And Fake - Pris vs. Katja (finished!)
Prisca Fri Jan 04, 2008 8:56 pm
ohh. ok... just do when your mood backs
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Re: Real And Fake - Pris vs. Katja (finished!)
Onyone Fri Jan 04, 2008 8:57 pm
+you know schoolwork starts again
I have to finish some history essay
I have to finish some history essay
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Prisca Fri Jan 04, 2008 9:11 pm
i understand you... don't you worry with that 
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Re: Real And Fake - Pris vs. Katja (finished!)
Onyone Fri Jan 04, 2008 9:29 pm
3. Katja
This was one big nightmare. One where you know from that it is one, but you can’t wake up from it. And that when you tell yourself to wake up from it, the monsters only get bigger and bigger. In the mirror at the opposite of my bed I saw a girl with a too big green Snoopy pyjama, and sleepy eyes. Why must this happen to me? First I had to leave everything I love in Valencia because my dad had to work and live here. I have to start on a new school and I don’t believe there are any other people then nerds on a gymnasium. And then the worst thing, they lost all my stuff during the move to Madrid. All my CD’s, DVD’s and clothes, LOST! My books, games, everything, all gone. According to my dad, who I saw already three hours in the two days we live here, they’ll find it and I’ll have it next week. And that tells that I have to share clothes with my sis. Then you can say, luckily you have the same size so you don’t have to wear clothes of your parents. But my sister only wears skirts and pink. And I swore on pink. With a sigh I took the clothes and walked to the brand new bathroom. In a quarter I stood downstairs, in a dark blue skirt, blue heels and a blue t-shirt I wore on the day we moved to her, the only piece of clothes I was satisfied with from this horrible outfit.
‘So, everything went well?’ my mum asked while she came from the kitchen, also in blouse with skirt.
Both my parents worked, what my dad did was difficult to explain, but he had to go foreign often. My mum worked in a clothes shop, like she did in Finland before she met my dad. So I grow up, speaking two languages, like the grammar of languages was so easy.
‘Like this can went well,’ I mumbled.
‘Katja, then you don’t have to be so pissed at me, I can’t help that they lost your stuff, maybe you labelled them yourself wrong,’ she said.
I sniffed, how can I lable them wrong if my mum checked everything herself 6 times before she closed the packages.
Sighing I took a sandwich without anything on it, I only loved Nutella on my bread, but that was ‘worse’ so I wasn’t allowed to take it on bread too often.
‘And stop sighing, it looks uninterested, what will the other people on school think of you?’
This was one big nightmare. One where you know from that it is one, but you can’t wake up from it. And that when you tell yourself to wake up from it, the monsters only get bigger and bigger. In the mirror at the opposite of my bed I saw a girl with a too big green Snoopy pyjama, and sleepy eyes. Why must this happen to me? First I had to leave everything I love in Valencia because my dad had to work and live here. I have to start on a new school and I don’t believe there are any other people then nerds on a gymnasium. And then the worst thing, they lost all my stuff during the move to Madrid. All my CD’s, DVD’s and clothes, LOST! My books, games, everything, all gone. According to my dad, who I saw already three hours in the two days we live here, they’ll find it and I’ll have it next week. And that tells that I have to share clothes with my sis. Then you can say, luckily you have the same size so you don’t have to wear clothes of your parents. But my sister only wears skirts and pink. And I swore on pink. With a sigh I took the clothes and walked to the brand new bathroom. In a quarter I stood downstairs, in a dark blue skirt, blue heels and a blue t-shirt I wore on the day we moved to her, the only piece of clothes I was satisfied with from this horrible outfit.
‘So, everything went well?’ my mum asked while she came from the kitchen, also in blouse with skirt.
Both my parents worked, what my dad did was difficult to explain, but he had to go foreign often. My mum worked in a clothes shop, like she did in Finland before she met my dad. So I grow up, speaking two languages, like the grammar of languages was so easy.
‘Like this can went well,’ I mumbled.
‘Katja, then you don’t have to be so pissed at me, I can’t help that they lost your stuff, maybe you labelled them yourself wrong,’ she said.
I sniffed, how can I lable them wrong if my mum checked everything herself 6 times before she closed the packages.
Sighing I took a sandwich without anything on it, I only loved Nutella on my bread, but that was ‘worse’ so I wasn’t allowed to take it on bread too often.
‘And stop sighing, it looks uninterested, what will the other people on school think of you?’
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x Imke x Fri Jan 04, 2008 9:33 pm
Whooo 
Great part!!! More 
Great part!!!
More 
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Prisca Fri Jan 04, 2008 9:35 pm
all clothes pink 
that is a nightmare 
great part
that is a nightmare great part
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Re: Real And Fake - Pris vs. Katja (finished!)
emilia Fri Jan 04, 2008 9:49 pm
*Pris* wrote:all clothes pink
great part
agree...
so great part as usual when you write...
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Re: Real And Fake - Pris vs. Katja (finished!)
Onyone Fri Jan 04, 2008 9:50 pm
Pris, it iss
thanks girls
thanks girls
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poor Katja!
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Onyone Fri Jan 04, 2008 10:39 pm
4. Katja again
‘Probably that I’m some weird girl from another city with crazy parents who think you have to learn two languages during growing up,’
‘Katja, if you do things like this ever again, I won’t allow you to go on computer,’ my mom looked at me like she wanted to punish me and walked upstairs to wake up my sister.
Yes, I got a lovely sister, who gave so a lot about me that we couldn’t live without each other and together we did a lot.
Not, I can’t go along with Tina, she is 18, thinks she knows everything, only wears brands which really mean something, so people who wear less then Gucci she only ignores.
She thought I was a shame for our family, because I didn’t gave a shit about brands and never wore skirts.
After the breakfast I packed my bag putted it on my bike and drove away from the backyard.
After like half an hour by bike I arrived at my school, it looked like a factory, but then more dressed up. Also the people, polite dressed, and mainly nerds, all looked like they were children from the queen.
Some claxon sound woke me up and I arrived at the place were the bikes stood, there weren’t almost none, only a few mountainbikes and further some old bikes cleaned up with graffiti, further it was empty. I locked it with a double lock and didn’t trust on it that it would stand there after this day.
I looked at the entrance, there stood now a big black limousine. The door was opened by the driver and the whole school square was silent. At first there appeared a silver pump, with heels where you immediately got acrophobia from, followed by a long thin leg, and also a second one. The girl stepped out, and turned her head making her long blonde hair wave. She wore a white top and a indigo skirt which wasn’t possible to be any shorter. Her eyes were hided behind big sunglasses which counted almost the same number of diamonds her watch and necklace count. She clicked with her heels over the square, immediately followed by a group of girls who looked even sluttish as her. Watched after by many boys she disappeared to inside what caused that the loudness on the school square raised till what it was before the limousine came…
‘Probably that I’m some weird girl from another city with crazy parents who think you have to learn two languages during growing up,’
‘Katja, if you do things like this ever again, I won’t allow you to go on computer,’ my mom looked at me like she wanted to punish me and walked upstairs to wake up my sister.
Yes, I got a lovely sister, who gave so a lot about me that we couldn’t live without each other and together we did a lot.
Not, I can’t go along with Tina, she is 18, thinks she knows everything, only wears brands which really mean something, so people who wear less then Gucci she only ignores.
She thought I was a shame for our family, because I didn’t gave a shit about brands and never wore skirts.
After the breakfast I packed my bag putted it on my bike and drove away from the backyard.
After like half an hour by bike I arrived at my school, it looked like a factory, but then more dressed up. Also the people, polite dressed, and mainly nerds, all looked like they were children from the queen.
Some claxon sound woke me up and I arrived at the place were the bikes stood, there weren’t almost none, only a few mountainbikes and further some old bikes cleaned up with graffiti, further it was empty. I locked it with a double lock and didn’t trust on it that it would stand there after this day.
I looked at the entrance, there stood now a big black limousine. The door was opened by the driver and the whole school square was silent. At first there appeared a silver pump, with heels where you immediately got acrophobia from, followed by a long thin leg, and also a second one. The girl stepped out, and turned her head making her long blonde hair wave. She wore a white top and a indigo skirt which wasn’t possible to be any shorter. Her eyes were hided behind big sunglasses which counted almost the same number of diamonds her watch and necklace count. She clicked with her heels over the square, immediately followed by a group of girls who looked even sluttish as her. Watched after by many boys she disappeared to inside what caused that the loudness on the school square raised till what it was before the limousine came…
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emilia Fri Jan 04, 2008 10:43 pm
Really great 
moreeeee
moreeeee
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Onyone Fri Jan 04, 2008 10:48 pm
what woaah?Sergo wrote:woaah
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Sergo Fri Jan 04, 2008 10:49 pm
that girl sounds really snobby
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Prisca Fri Jan 04, 2008 11:02 pm
that girl is a popstar
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Prisca Fri Jan 04, 2008 11:07 pm
Sergo wrote:really?
no... i was just thinking
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girl1035 Fri Jan 04, 2008 11:25 pm
Cool. Im wearing expensive clothes. Thx. Great part.
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