Chapter 8 - Hillary's Night
Submitted July 12, 2004 Updated July 12, 2004 Status Incomplete | Tyson breaks a mirror and total caous(I can't spell:(!!) ensues
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Chapter 8 - Hillary's Night
Chapter 8 - Hillary's Night
Hillary.
"ARGGGHHH THAT TYSON," fummed Hillary as she
ran home from the training center where the
BladeBreakers train. The rain had just started and
was quickly drenching her. "I have to get home,"
whimmpered Hillary.
Lightning flashed behind her as she ran in the back
door of her place. "Eek, At least theres no--,"
"BOOM"
"Ulp, thunder," Hillary sighed.
"Ohh I hate storms."
Kicking off her shoes she missed the step into the
living room and fell flat on her face.
Hillary sat up and cried,"this isn't fair. I think I
Sprained my ankel."
Limping to her room Hillary didn't quite make it to sitting
on her bed as her pillow slipped and she hit the floor.
"Ok so..." she crawled across her bed room floor over to
her dresser and tried to pull down her hair dryer but the
whole dresser fell with it. "ACH"
Pushing the dresser off her she grabbed her hair dryer and crawled
into the bathroom. Pulling herself on the the edge of the
bathtube she plugged in the hair dryer.
...
Nothing.
The power went out.
"All right as if tonight can't get any worse." Stated Hillary.
(A/N: Did I just hear what I thought I just heard???
Oh Hillary You so should not have said that, cause you
know when someone says that things always get worse.
Much worse.)
Just as she said that the power came back on and because she was
wet and was holding a hair dryer with a frayed wire(A/N:Did I forget to
mention that before? Oh well.)
Much to her attention for her this was a shocking discovery.
"EIIIIIIEIII," Hillary screamed as she dropped the hair dryer. "Why is this
happening?" she cried.
(A/N:Because apparantly people don't like you!)
Looking in the mirror Hillary sighed and thought it
would be safer just to go to bed. So she hobbled out of the bathroom
after grabbing her 'dry' pajama's, "Hey why are my PJ's wet, it just
got worse," she sighed.
Pushing her dresser back up she pulled out a dry T-shirt and put it
on. Getting into bed she wished the same thing the others did
as they drifted off to sleep, with the ecxeption of Kenny, I
hope tomorrow is better.
K.K: NO SUCH "LUCK", Tomorrow is when the fun begins.
"ARGGGHHH THAT TYSON," fummed Hillary as she
ran home from the training center where the
BladeBreakers train. The rain had just started and
was quickly drenching her. "I have to get home,"
whimmpered Hillary.
Lightning flashed behind her as she ran in the back
door of her place. "Eek, At least theres no--,"
"BOOM"
"Ulp, thunder," Hillary sighed.
"Ohh I hate storms."
Kicking off her shoes she missed the step into the
living room and fell flat on her face.
Hillary sat up and cried,"this isn't fair. I think I
Sprained my ankel."
Limping to her room Hillary didn't quite make it to sitting
on her bed as her pillow slipped and she hit the floor.
"Ok so..." she crawled across her bed room floor over to
her dresser and tried to pull down her hair dryer but the
whole dresser fell with it. "ACH"
Pushing the dresser off her she grabbed her hair dryer and crawled
into the bathroom. Pulling herself on the the edge of the
bathtube she plugged in the hair dryer.
...
Nothing.
The power went out.
"All right as if tonight can't get any worse." Stated Hillary.
(A/N: Did I just hear what I thought I just heard???
Oh Hillary You so should not have said that, cause you
know when someone says that things always get worse.
Much worse.)
Just as she said that the power came back on and because she was
wet and was holding a hair dryer with a frayed wire(A/N:Did I forget to
mention that before? Oh well.)
Much to her attention for her this was a shocking discovery.
"EIIIIIIEIII," Hillary screamed as she dropped the hair dryer. "Why is this
happening?" she cried.
(A/N:Because apparantly people don't like you!)
Looking in the mirror Hillary sighed and thought it
would be safer just to go to bed. So she hobbled out of the bathroom
after grabbing her 'dry' pajama's, "Hey why are my PJ's wet, it just
got worse," she sighed.
Pushing her dresser back up she pulled out a dry T-shirt and put it
on. Getting into bed she wished the same thing the others did
as they drifted off to sleep, with the ecxeption of Kenny, I
hope tomorrow is better.
K.K: NO SUCH "LUCK", Tomorrow is when the fun begins.
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