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all down hill (chapter ten)

"Are ya ever gonna come home?" "Soon...ish." Dad's scoff echoes over the phone. "That's rich, comin' from you Miss Specific." "Haha." I respond dryly, glancing over to Vivi. She's lounging on her bed, Rhett laying over her feet and her cat Nero curled up on her stomach. With her phone in her hands I can see her texting at the usual speed of a teenage girl: light speed. At the angle she has her phone, as if to hide something, I know with out a doubt who she's texting. Kenny f'ing McCormick. "I feel like I haven't seen ya since New Year's day." Dad says, knocking the thoughts from my head. I felt a small pang of guilt in my stomach. He has

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Kade and Yang painting together

Kade’s arms were full of painting supplies, with Yang as her muse, walking just a few steps ahead of her. Yang came to a halt just in front of a vast wall and concentrated hard on what was required - a colourful room with no disturbance where Kade could paint. In a few moments, a door appeared in front of them both and Yang twisted the handle, giving Kade a smile that said I told you this would work. Kade hurried forward to setup her make-shift studio and began to arrange the backdrop as the canvas. Meanwhile, Yang had prior instructions - she unzipped her crop top from the front to reveal a flesh-coloured bandeau. She then wriggled

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all down hill (chapter ten) by rikkirockets, literature

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all down hill (chapter ten)

runnin' wild (chapter one) by rikkirockets, literature

itwod, chapter twenty by boethiahs, literature

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itwod, chapter twenty

H2O, water - binary compound that occurs at room temperature as a clear colorless odorless tasteless liquid; freezes into ice below 0 degrees centigrade and boils above 100 degrees centigrade; widely used as a solvent. Cherry turns the tap off, returns the ice tray to the freezer. They do not use freon anymore, do they? Other refrigerants - chlorofluorocarbons, hydrochlorofluorocarbons. I need to look that up later. There are twenty-two steps to the front door. Potentially twenty-five if accounting for slower speed required so as to be able to stop should anyone come on an intercept trajectory. Otherwise normal speed would be preferrable, f

all down hill (chapter five) by rikkirockets, literature

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all down hill (chapter five)

Dinner is anything but quiet in the Day (dash Cartman) household. Either the TV would be blaring some Terrance and Phillip rerun, or Cartman conveniently 'forgot' to turn off the radio in his room, and we’d all enjoy a pot roast to the sounds of death metal. Today, it’s both. I haven’t gotten a single bite of my meal when the loud pulsing base shakes the house, knocking the mashed potatoes off my fork. “Dixie Belle?” My dad’s voice sounds far and distant, like he was two rooms over when he's only across from me. “Don’t ya want the TV off or somethin’?” he asks, leaning forward. Ca

in the pines chp.2 by SkittleFics, literature

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in the pines chp.2

Lucy sat in the driver’s seat, watching the dashboard clock flip from 7:09am to 7:10am. Naturally, she’d been sitting there since seven on the dot, thoroughly tired from about four hours of sleep - but who knew how easy it was to get lost in an internet rabbit hole of Top Ten Prom Trends That Are To Die For? No more late nights, she promised herself, what with hockey practices starting back up in two weeks time. The chances of that promise being kept was slim to none, but still - it was the thought that counted, right? With a sigh, she tied her hair back into a ponytail and fired up Big Blue’s engine, pushing on the gas. I

itwod, chapter eighteen by boethiahs, literature

all down hill (chapter 2) by rikkirockets, literature

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all down hill (chapter 2)

When I open my eyes in the morning, it's October 1st. My stomach still feels heavy from last night, and my throat feels totally on fire. If I had the power to forget, I'd sure as heck be using it this very moment. Not to say that last night wasn't entirely fun. Stan and Kyle joined the party last minute, thanks to Cartman getting his way. Of course, he didn't take me swaying Dad and Liane into bringing Jamie, Lucy, and Vivi along lightly. So in turn, Stan and Kyle tagged along, for a price...the sixty bucks it cost for the dinner and show. I almost felt guilty. But where was I? Oh, forgetting. But the memories of last night just kept playi

all down hill (chapter one) by rikkirockets, literature

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all down hill (chapter one)

When you think of Colorado, you probably think of a beautiful scenery. Mountains, rivers, and wide open plains. All fit for a postcard. Of course there'd snow here and there. Crisp and clear. That isn't the case here in South Park. "Oh, barf." Jamie wrinkles her nose, skipping over the pile of grey glob of snow...if you can even call it that. The snow has been on and off, even now in late September. Going between heavy rain some days and then snow on other. Actually, this caused a panic a few weeks back, folks went into a frenzy. They thought that global warming had finally reared it's ugly head on them, and in an act of desperation, calle

all down hill (prologue) by rikkirockets, literature

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all down hill (prologue)

August in South Park is the death of Summer. By the time the first week ends, bits of flurries begin to blow in from the mountains, the skies go back to a pathetic and stale gray color, and the chill gradually sets in. I do my best to ignore it. Lucy's hockey jacket helps a bit. It's wide, long, and huge when she wears it. So the brightly colored fabric pieced stylishly together nearly looks like it devours me. Lucy isn't much for fitting sizes. "Eat up, Charms!" Lucy hooks her arm over my shoulders and holds up her other hand towards the sun that's taking it's hiding place behind the line of mountains. "You're only fifteen once, and these

Lucky, Get Your Gun by LeoWrites, literature

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Lucky, Get Your Gun

The first thing I wake up to, is the scent of pork being fried. A greasy, double on the heart attack pork. That even just getting a whiff of it, could cause someone to have an artery clog. It's Sunday. Because for the past five years, two months, and three days I've woken up the same way every Sunday morning. To the smell of pork being fried. But it's a specialty dish here in the Cartman-Day household. (well, more of a Cartman specialty) "Lucky!" Liane's sing-song voice calls from the kitchen. "Come and get your breakfast, sweetie!" I rolled out of bed, and fixed up my pajamas. It's too early in the day to put on my battle armor of flannel

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