Well, nothing can be exactly alike... can it? For example, being SMACKED IN THE FACE SO HARD toi NEARLY HAD A SEIZURE and being lightly brushed on the cheek par your one true l’amour was TOTALLY DIFFERENT.
**Story 1; Ms. Lyrine's 4th grade classroom
"GET OFF OF ME, toi #@%$&!!!" I screamed. I didn't mean to swear, but I had read a few- er, inappropriate livres for my age, because toi know how your mom was all like, "Read only comics and learning books!" Well, mine was all, "Sure, honey, read whatever toi want."
Duncan, a 10-year-old boy was looming over me, his red shoe pinning down my stomach, his hand holding down my head, grinning.
"What the hell, Duncan!"
"Shut up, toi idiot!" Duncan snapped, his eyes glinting. "Smile."
I almost did, but then I forced myself to scowl instead. "Why?"
"Smile. Smile now."
I smiled my most dazzling smile.
"There now, honey," he soothed. "Are toi okay?"
"No," I mumbled, even though I couldn't feel anything, except his blue eyes staring down at me with fake concern.
He called me honey. He called me HONEY!
He smiled back. "Now, Do exactly as I say."
"What the he-" His hand clamped onto my mouth.
"I want toi to hug me."
"No!" I screamed, but, against my will, I wrapped my arms around him. "Okay. Okay, there. What now."
"Kiss me." His voice was soft.
"NO!" I yelled. "No, no, NO! Shit, Duncan!"
"Shut up," he whispered. And then, like one, smooth snake striking, his hand brushed softly, slowly, to my face, and for a seconde I thought he would caress me.
And then I felt the slap.
**Story 2; Cypress, Vancouver, Canada, the haut, retour au début of the BlackDiamond
"Get off," I mumbled almost self-consiously as Duncan, 16 now, leaned over me.
"C'mon, Yuri," he murmured. "Don't be afraid. I'm here."
"You're not," I mumbled. "I can't go down. How could you?! I suck at skiing!"
"I'll catch toi if toi fall."
"If?! Ha!"
"Honey," he taunted me, reminding me of that jour in fourth grade.
I stuck my tongue out at him, looking away. "Alright," I agreed. "You have to catch me."
"Well..." he smiled. "I might not let toi in on that one."
"Duncan!" I knew he was kidding, but I couldn't take any chances. "Don't," I whispered.
"Yuri?" He was suddenly plus focused. "Come on."
"No." I sat down on the snow. I gulped.
"Yuri?"
"NO! I am never, ever going down that hill!"
"C'mon. Honey."
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" I played stubborn, though I knew I was going to have to go down the colline anyway. Down the hill, and into hell.
"Look, Yuri." Duncan sighed. "I like you, okay, Yuri?"
I looked at him, surprised. Do toi really... mean that? I stared into his eyes. I could tell he meant it.
My cœur, coeur got all tingly, and despite myself, I smiled.
"There now, honey," he said, smiling mockingly.
I glowered at him.
And I got to my feet, looking down the hill. If it was what Duncan wanted, I would do it.
I started down the hill, with Duncan at my side. I looked once to the ski platform, and a millisecond before I zoomed down, Duncan's cold hand brushed once across my terror-paralyzed cheek.
**Story 1; Ms. Lyrine's 4th grade classroom
"GET OFF OF ME, toi #@%$&!!!" I screamed. I didn't mean to swear, but I had read a few- er, inappropriate livres for my age, because toi know how your mom was all like, "Read only comics and learning books!" Well, mine was all, "Sure, honey, read whatever toi want."
Duncan, a 10-year-old boy was looming over me, his red shoe pinning down my stomach, his hand holding down my head, grinning.
"What the hell, Duncan!"
"Shut up, toi idiot!" Duncan snapped, his eyes glinting. "Smile."
I almost did, but then I forced myself to scowl instead. "Why?"
"Smile. Smile now."
I smiled my most dazzling smile.
"There now, honey," he soothed. "Are toi okay?"
"No," I mumbled, even though I couldn't feel anything, except his blue eyes staring down at me with fake concern.
He called me honey. He called me HONEY!
He smiled back. "Now, Do exactly as I say."
"What the he-" His hand clamped onto my mouth.
"I want toi to hug me."
"No!" I screamed, but, against my will, I wrapped my arms around him. "Okay. Okay, there. What now."
"Kiss me." His voice was soft.
"NO!" I yelled. "No, no, NO! Shit, Duncan!"
"Shut up," he whispered. And then, like one, smooth snake striking, his hand brushed softly, slowly, to my face, and for a seconde I thought he would caress me.
And then I felt the slap.
**Story 2; Cypress, Vancouver, Canada, the haut, retour au début of the BlackDiamond
"Get off," I mumbled almost self-consiously as Duncan, 16 now, leaned over me.
"C'mon, Yuri," he murmured. "Don't be afraid. I'm here."
"You're not," I mumbled. "I can't go down. How could you?! I suck at skiing!"
"I'll catch toi if toi fall."
"If?! Ha!"
"Honey," he taunted me, reminding me of that jour in fourth grade.
I stuck my tongue out at him, looking away. "Alright," I agreed. "You have to catch me."
"Well..." he smiled. "I might not let toi in on that one."
"Duncan!" I knew he was kidding, but I couldn't take any chances. "Don't," I whispered.
"Yuri?" He was suddenly plus focused. "Come on."
"No." I sat down on the snow. I gulped.
"Yuri?"
"NO! I am never, ever going down that hill!"
"C'mon. Honey."
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" I played stubborn, though I knew I was going to have to go down the colline anyway. Down the hill, and into hell.
"Look, Yuri." Duncan sighed. "I like you, okay, Yuri?"
I looked at him, surprised. Do toi really... mean that? I stared into his eyes. I could tell he meant it.
My cœur, coeur got all tingly, and despite myself, I smiled.
"There now, honey," he said, smiling mockingly.
I glowered at him.
And I got to my feet, looking down the hill. If it was what Duncan wanted, I would do it.
I started down the hill, with Duncan at my side. I looked once to the ski platform, and a millisecond before I zoomed down, Duncan's cold hand brushed once across my terror-paralyzed cheek.
helga:ok hector luke and tyra
chrissy ok toi gays are OUT!!
hector:YOU CANT GET RID OF ME ILL BE BACK!!!!!
chrissy:ok suivant teen is eve
eve:ok jesica colbie and escope
chrissy:next ben ok ben should of styd longer so were leting him vote of 3 peploe since he got voted of first
ben: D:< TRADERS i will vote the peple that got me kicked of cory grace and bridgent i SAW what toi a dit on TV back at accueil *winks at chrissy*
chrissy ok there toi vhave it bye bye hector luke tyra jesica colbie escope cory grace and bridgent looks like all we have left is trisha dain olivia elly gwet and luis who will leav the suivant episode ?