Tuesday, 21 August 2007
03:50:44 PM (GMT)
"Aaah, this is the life." My feet were being massaged, I was eating strawberrys with
hot chocolate digging sauce and I was listening to all the Hannah Montana I wanted
to. The flight to London could last all year, and I wouldn't care. CRASH!
"What the?" Seth shouted. A man in a purple coat crashed through the a window.
"So sorry." He said brushing his coat off. "Now, where is Chika?"
"What!?" I peeped my head up from behind the seats. "I'm a very busy rock star!"
"Oh, I'm sure you are." Dave said sarcasticly.
"What do you want?" Standing my ground, my fist at the ready.
"To finish what I started." He laughed as my hands grew a glowing pink. "Ha, you
seriously think i'm going to be defeated by three 18 year olds."
"Guys, I can do this myself."
"No you can't Aless." Monique urged. I threw pink fireballs at Dave.
"You nearly killed me!" I screamed.
"You set my father up!"
"And now i'm going to kill you!"
"Haha." He froze me with a purple ray. "Chika, you stupid, stupid girl." He set me
"Damn you!" I blasted him with a pink ray and knocked him out.
"So long, and we WILL meet again." He disappered.
"NOOOOOOO!" I screamed, fell onto my knees and banged my fists on the jet's floor.
"Seth?" Monique gasped.