Dima At Spencers: A Narrative Fiction

Suddenly a low noise came from outside the dorm startling Caroline causing her to hit her head on the fridge “Shit!” rubbing her head she decided to go check it out “probably some frat kids”

He apologizes for being slow to opening the door, and explains that he was napping, but he opens the door to find no one there, but only darkness.

“You are, and what it is that my lil man wants to eat this morning?”

"Can I have the last of your roll?" Vic asked from next to me at lunch. I shook my head at him, tearing off a piece of the bread and popping it into my mouth. He 's been so pushy lately; always stealing my food and always holding my hand. I

“Yeah, Liam, we got it.” Logan replies, and helps me scoop the cookies onto a plate. I walk them out to the counter of the unopened bakery. It’s supposed to open at seven, so in five minutes, but it might be opening ten or so minutes late because Logan and I still have to finish the bread and cookies. “Hey Krisha, I’ll deal with the food if you want to make sure everything out there is ready.” Logan calls from the back room.

“Cera’s fiancé Tucker and a few other friends of ours from the village, Terra Reich and Marge Hawkins,” answered Katelyn. “The Dianic Wiccan witches I told you about. We need them to steal a few tons worth of ammonium nitrate from a farmer’s supply depot over on the other side of the mountain.”

“Can you imagine it?” DJ would ask, while tossing a cheese cube in the air and catching it with his mouth.

“Oh no, while I was at the mini mart it slipped my mind and I forgot to buy the bread. Nancy, do you mind going by the store and picking it up for me?” Shirley asked.

“What’s he like?” Luciano was in mid cringe as another fork full went down his throat when the question was asked. His magenta eyes regarded his brother

Joe understands something of it, which sickens her. The first time he says her name, Toast, the one given to her before she could remember, he laughs.

Mason curled into a ball rapping his blanket as tightly around himself as he could manage. this entire situation was getting out of hand. He hadn't been able to go anywhere without at least one self-righteous asshole following him around. Why won't these fuckers take a broad Mason thought taking a small sip of his coffee. "Damn" he mumbled the maid fucked up again another cold coffee normally Mason would make the blonde bitch bay for her mistakes but not today...No all he wanted to do was leave going almost a week without being able to go somewhere anywhere....

Horace gets up from the bed, leaving Jessica lazy who stares at the ceiling, and walks into the living room with a delirious in the hands.

Ms. Western had retrieved the remote control and he felt the frame carrier move forward, heading for the inner door. On the other side was a similar room, also Igloo-shaped, but in a slightly lighter gray. Three female guards stood around the edge of the room, they were dressed in gray versions of the leather uniform.

"Yeah, and then the bitch OD'ed on heroine. I guess she was more of Deidara's type, going out with a bang." Sasori mentally applaud himself for the words, not realising the joke it also held.

“She is as hideous as me and no one could ever love her. Just as I had imagined her.” He strokes her hair with his yellow hand then suddenly her eyes open. He smiles creepily down on her and she repays him with a similar smile. He then helps her sit up from where she was laying. As he locks eye contact with her he begins by saying, “Hello. I am Felix and you were created to be my companion. You do not have a name yet, but we can decide