Goals, Procrastinators!

Hikari13

@LoveWanar Protagonist = main character (the good guy)

Antagonist = main opposing character (the bad guy)

It applies if you write. The questions are optional.

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Jen_Leigh

@Atheart *hugs back* Umm I don't mind sharing but can I PM you? I just find that easier.

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Hikari13

@Atheart Ah....I'm WWing I'm going to poof soon after the WW. 1am here

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CaptainFabulous

The silence was punctured by the occasional snore every few seconds.

"Penny, are you awake?"

I turned over as Penny started to murmur something indiscriminate, which confused me.

"Yes, Teddy. Just like that," she was smiling and I frowned at her, disgusted by the nature of her dream. I slapped her lightly on her head and she opened her eyes quickly, shocked by the sudden hit.

"Do you really expect to get Michael like that?"

"Huh?" she asked drowsily, unable to remember her dream. "Oh, that? He was giving me a back-rub, that's all."

"Aha," I responded as she rubbed her eyes. "Why did you break up with Teddy?"

"I didn't break up with him."

"What?"

I couldn't believe it. He had been so happy with her, and couldn't stop talking about her when he was with us. So why had he decided to break it off?

"Yeah, you heard me. He was the one who ended it," she rested her head back on the pillow and stared up at the ceiling. "I don't hate him for that, though. He was still so lovely, even when telling me," she turned her head towards me. "Do you want to know how he did it?"

I nodded.

"He invited me out, as always, but I could tell something was wrong. He wouldn't kiss me, and he was just so...rigid, I guess? But anyway, at the end of the day he stopped me and told me that he couldn't be who I wanted him to be, and that he couldn't become Michael. And, I guess, he was right. It was wrong of me to try and force that on to someone, but you know about that, don't you?"

Shock must have registered on my face because she chuckled lightly and turned over.

"Yeah, he told me."

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KellyLore

I am doing HORRIBLY at word wars today. This chapter just needs to end. -__-

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“I am, but I know that I can take care of myself. If it’s necessary to getting Roth back, then I will do it.” I nod and push myself up to a stand. “There isn’t anything else to talk about, is there?”

Warren shakes his head. “When we have a better idea on what we plan to do, we’ll contact you. Eli, I would like it if you could attend some over our meetings. You seem to know a lot.” His eyes flash when he says this.

Eli gets up and nods. “Anything to help.”

“I would like for you to join us tomorrow for breakfast. We can talk then,” Warren says. He holds his hand out toward Eli.

As the two talk about whatever, I head out the door and back to the stairwell. I stop at the entrance, leaning against it as I wait for Eli to head out here. It takes him a while, but when he’s finally out, I smile. He wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me into a hug.

“You know, I could probably help you find your brother, if you want me to,” he murmurs into my hair.

“I know. I … I’ll let you know what I decide when the time comes.” I give him a squeeze and place my head on his shoulder.

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Hikari13

WC: 150 (this scene is so bad...I'm writing this so hollowly. None of the emotion I want...)

She brought Brian into the house and picked up the phone. A list of numbers was taped to the wall. As she scanned for Uncle Yaseen – the leader of the mosque Ouma visited – she planned the rest of her day. If Ouma was well, she would entrust Sera and Brian into their neighbour’s care and take the train to the competition. It was going to be at a school in the city centre, and she would return late. The two children would be asleep by then. She wondered if her pa would be home, and look for her. She doubted it. He only visited once a month – at most – so that he could claim his grant from the government. Money that was meant for their care that he spent on himself. The thought filled her with bitter annoyance. If she tried to protest about it, it would lead to pain.

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Demidrum

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Two knocks on the door woke me up. It really seemed like it was beginning to become a habit.

"Wake up, Mr. Danell, the director would like to see you," A thick voice came from behind me - from near the door. Was there a memo to start being formal, because I hadn't gotten.

I leaned forward, swinging my feet off of the bed. Two men were in the doorway. One was wearing a pair of dark sunglasses, but I could still feel his gaze. He leaned against the door with his shoulder and his arms crossed quietly over his chest. The other one had his palm laid over the butt of his gun that was strapped to his waist, as he shuffled from foot to foot.

"Sorry, but I'm not going to see him." My voice came out with more of an edge then I had meant for it to.

Sunglasses stepped forward, his face twisting from the stoic look he had held moments before. His lips twisted into something much like a sneer.

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