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The Better Grade (Part Two) "Oh you've got to be kidding me…" Helga mumbled as they walked outside of the restaurant. For as the two opened up the door to what should have been a smolderingly hot night in the middle of July, they instead were met with a sudden and unpredicted downpour, blocking their way to the car. Helga backed away from the street a bit more as the spatter from the street suddenly threw itself upon her legs. Arnold groaned lowly under his breath, hiding his head in his hands as gave her a small glance from the side of his eye. Helga turned to him; her head dropping as she waited for him to speak whatever it was that

The Better Grade (Part Two) "Oh you've got to be kidding me…" Helga mumbled as they walked outside of the restaurant. For as the two opened up the door to what should have been a smolderingly hot night in the middle of July, they instead were met with a sudden and unpredicted downpour, blocking their way to the car. Helga backed away from the street a bit more as the spatter from the street suddenly threw itself upon her legs. Arnold groaned lowly under his breath, hiding his head in his hands as gave her a small glance from the side of his eye. Helga turned to him; her head dropping as she waited for him to speak whatever it was that

"GHA" A thin body shot up from her light green sheets as she took in gasped breaths, a cold sweat running down her pale face. She moved her long fingers over her slender neck and patted at her small chest to make that she was in fact all in one piece. With a low sigh she shook her head, nearly white locks of blonde hair falling heavily down her chest as she rubbed her violet eyes in an attempt to burn away the images before her. "Kiki honey are you alright?" A voice called out from the kitchen. In a rush Kiki hopped out of bed, bouncing into a skirt as she yelled back- "I'm fine mom!" She called out hustling into a layered t-shirt, throwin

Teenage Mother "BABY SISTER! I'M HOME!" Olga threw open the door to Helga's apartment with a look of pure joy. It had been nearly two years since she had seen Helga last, their last visit being Helga's wedding in France. It was such a beautiful sight; white lights had cascaded across the aisle, soft pink petals floated down onto the walkway from the tree's that overlooked the night of matrimony. Helga had never looked so beautiful in her life. Miriam had of course had a fit when she noticed the white converse peeking out from underneath her smooth princess like wedding gown, but Olga could only smile and wipe away the tears from her eyes.

Star Trek 101 Scene One: Landing KIRK: (using the communicator)  Scotty, we've arrived on the planet's surface safely.  You may beam yourself down now. SCOTTY: Aye, captain, I'll be there in just a moment. KIRK: We're going to check out the surroundings, Scotty, meet us at the rendezvous point when you're ready.  Oh, and remember, no uniforms, but dress formal—we're here as citizens. SCOTTY: So I suppose that means no weapons, aye? KIRK: Your deductive reasoning truly astounds me Scotty… SCOTTY: I'll get changed and be down in a moment, captain. KIRK: Kirk out… Ahh...fresh air, blooming flowers, green grass, the

Without You The rain was pouring down harder than it ever had in little Hillwood. Most people had locked themselves into their homes, curled around a fire or a warm heater, cuddled into blankets and laughed with joy as they huddled together in love and happiness. Some poets were making a metaphor about the rain for their loved ones, and pessimist rejoiced at the sign of darker things to come. The streets were nearly flooded with water, and each plant had at least a cup of dew drops falling from each individual leaf. To some, it was a beautiful sight. But somewhere in that beautiful scenery laid a girl, hopeless, shaken and soaked from th

Prologue "What do you mean they're still not revealing the green eyes sanctuary?!"  A cold and shrill voice yelled as he slammed down on his desk angrily. The man in front of him flinched before taking his hat in his hands slowly, twisting it nervously as he looked to the two men behind him for help. They did not, however, step forward as he would have wished. Taking in a deep breath the man slowly shrugged, becoming tenser with every word he spoke. "They- they're still refusing sir...we can't kill them, we've tried all sorts of methods to break them down for information but- we- we still can't…" He whispered shakily. The room was dead

The rain poured down hard that day. The priest was nearly inaudible over the harsh pounding of the droplets of rain against the metal roofs that sheltered the group of men and women. They blended in perfectly with the dreary scenery, with their thick black dresses and suits. No one dared to make a sound except for the constant speech of the holy man who was now reciting prayers in Latin. Had it been any other occasion, the language would have sounded sweet and swift with the priest's large, booming voice, but today everything in the world just seemed bland. No emotions showed themselves during the ceremony; stone cold faces of business men w

The Better Grade (Part One) "Helga…HELGA!" Harold's gruff voice shouted from across the auditorium. Helga jumped to her senses, her hands still tightly clasped onto her whistle as she suddenly blew on it, making the high ring echo through the ice rink. All of the boys had already stopped doing their rounds, but they all turned to the blushing girl in confusion. "Helga are you alright…?" Sid asked sliding over to her. Helga glanced over at the clock; she had been spacing out the entire practice round, but a good ten minutes had already passed without her direction. Helga gave out a heavy sigh, rubbing her head as she skated into th