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A/N: does anyone even like these chapters? if not im debating on deleting them :/
"oh m-my gosh! i cant believe its you rosie!"
"its me dylan, its really me!"
It felt as if Rosalina was in a story book, a princess locked in a tower and a prince coming to rescue her. Or perhaps Raoul and Christine from Phantom of the opera's Reunion.
"when did you move back?!!"
"last month! my dads work transferred him back here!"
"Thats so amazing!"
Rosalina had run out of things to say, so has dylan. An awkward silence filled the hall.
"hey dylan?"
"yea?"
"can you take me to the nurse now?
"oh! right! yea!"
as they slowly walked to the nurses office, they were silent, they hadnt seen eachother for so long they didnt know what to say.
"can i help you dears?" said the nurse calmly
"hello and yes, you see, my friend here was tripped and she cant bare any weight on her foot..."
(Rosie Thinking) "wow, he sounds so...sophisticated..heh thats a funny word, so-fist-eh-cate-id" (end thought)
"haha!"
"whats so funny dear?" asked the nurse
"oh! nuthing, sorry, uh, funny memory"
"well ok then, Dylan you can go back to class now i'll take care of ms.collins"
"oh, ok, see ya rosie...Oh! is there anyway i could take the eleva-"
"good bye dylan"
"damn, bye."
As dylan ran upstairs there waited Michael with his posse.
"Pinkies such a wimp" a burst of laughter came from the group.
"She is not." interrupted dylan.
"looks like blondies wanting to start a fight boys!" The began walking towards dylan.
"I wouldnt do that if i were you" Dylan grabbed michaels shirt collar and lifted his pudgy body right off the ground. " leave Rosie alone, or there will be.Serious.Trouble"
Meanwhile in the nurses office.
"So is he your boyfriend ms.collins?"
"no...not yet at least"
"oh m-my gosh! i cant believe its you rosie!"
"its me dylan, its really me!"
It felt as if Rosalina was in a story book, a princess locked in a tower and a prince coming to rescue her. Or perhaps Raoul and Christine from Phantom of the opera's Reunion.
"when did you move back?!!"
"last month! my dads work transferred him back here!"
"Thats so amazing!"
Rosalina had run out of things to say, so has dylan. An awkward silence filled the hall.
"hey dylan?"
"yea?"
"can you take me to the nurse now?
"oh! right! yea!"
as they slowly walked to the nurses office, they were silent, they hadnt seen eachother for so long they didnt know what to say.
"can i help you dears?" said the nurse calmly
"hello and yes, you see, my friend here was tripped and she cant bare any weight on her foot..."
(Rosie Thinking) "wow, he sounds so...sophisticated..heh thats a funny word, so-fist-eh-cate-id" (end thought)
"haha!"
"whats so funny dear?" asked the nurse
"oh! nuthing, sorry, uh, funny memory"
"well ok then, Dylan you can go back to class now i'll take care of ms.collins"
"oh, ok, see ya rosie...Oh! is there anyway i could take the eleva-"
"good bye dylan"
"damn, bye."
As dylan ran upstairs there waited Michael with his posse.
"Pinkies such a wimp" a burst of laughter came from the group.
"She is not." interrupted dylan.
"looks like blondies wanting to start a fight boys!" The began walking towards dylan.
"I wouldnt do that if i were you" Dylan grabbed michaels shirt collar and lifted his pudgy body right off the ground. " leave Rosie alone, or there will be.Serious.Trouble"
Meanwhile in the nurses office.
"So is he your boyfriend ms.collins?"
"no...not yet at least"
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The Klaine Kiss (plus what happened NEXT)
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Kurt continued to work as light footsteps came nearer to him.
"What's that?" Blaine Anderson aske
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Dirty Pictures At Work P.4
Hey there guys.
Part 4 of Dirty Pictures At Work has been written, however I've been posting my fic on FF.net and I'd rather you'd read it there as I'm beginning to feel like I'm just posting porn rather than art =P
I have renamed it there and it is called Hard Day At Work?
Here's the link:
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7597149/1/Hard_Day_At_Work
It's also on S&C if you'd rather read it there:
http://www.scarvesandcoffee.net/viewstory.php?sid=2398
Though i am yet to update on S&C.
I just think it would be more appropriate there than here and i will continue posting my updates there :)
I hope you enjoy it though! Leave a review if you w
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