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(( @Em: Of course she has! What do you think she does in her spare time? Monica lives for causing ultimate trouble. All she needs is a James, and she'll be Team Rocket to the Mafia.))

((Wow, Alphie's birthday is today? Time to partay.))

((This is very displeasing. You lot have forgotten all about me and dear Monica, haven't you? And I thought I had made a lasting impression in your colorful brain matter! It hurts my soul people. My soul . I feel greatly saddened, Emmaline!)) ((Well, as a homecoming gift to everybody, and to celebra...

((....*dies on computer* ...GAH)) Monica beamed up at Dexter. "Guess it does." She bounced happily up the Mansion steps, sliding her pale fingers against the shiny, smooth exterior of her scarlet Mustang as she passed it. She burst through the automatic doors, singing at the top of her lungs for no ...

((HISTORY IS KILLING ME. Seriously. No, literally . My teacher is absolutely insane about the Civil War....and divided our classroom into the Union, and the Confederacy. I'm in the Confederacy. :| And I got killed brutally in the Battle of Gettysburg on Little Round Top. :cry: In real life, I got sm...

(( :lol: I was waiting for a bit, but I didn't want to ask.)) "Oh." Monica blinked as she pulled out the flowery umbrellla out of her small purse, feeling horribly a lot like Mary Poppins. "How convient." She zipped up her dark jacket, pulling her hood over her face while fixing the tinted glasses o...

((Whoever thought that giving a bunch of horomonal teenagers six tests in two weeks was a fantastic idea needs to take a drug test. *grumble, grumble,WHINE*)) ((It was the same guy who exclaimed at a staff meeting, "And then to cram information into their tiny brains, lets give them SHOVELFULLS of h...

(( I'm afraid that's happening to me too, unfortunately. Gah, I hate Pre-CAHSEE testing.)) "Oh..." Monica cringed back into the shadows, squinting against the harsh light that stung her eyes. Before she could be completely safe from the sunlight, however, A small red blister erupted from her cream-c...

Monica smiled as Dexter ignored the angry man behind them to pay more attention to her. She gently removed his finger away from her lips, because they were taunting her to take a bite out of them. To reinterate her point, she smiled widely at Dexter, her fangs elongating, poking her lips. "You reall...

A hectic flush colored Monica's cheeks as she brushed back her dark hair, evidence of her feeding. She turned to Dexter's inquiring stare. His fingers brushed against her hair. Monica's fingers dug into her palm as she curled into herself on the small space called a chair. She clasped her fingers to...

((MOAR drugs?)) Pill? Monica thought as Lidia's aura invanded her mind. She felt around before her hand closed around the clasp of a tiny purse. Huh. I didn't know I brought a purse. She opened the satchel and her hyper-sensitive fingers felt around inside it. It was relatively empty. Her small fing...