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Sorry. D: It's been a while since I wrote, so I've been out of sync with everything. D: I can't really fix that stuff now, but I'll definitely keep it in mind at the end so I can fix everything. Next chapter is ready, just needs editing. This and the next have been done for a while, just needed to be edited. D:

I stepped back into my room and flopped down on the bed. My door was open a crack so Rain could come in if he wanted. Sure enough, I heard a meow and the door creak open. He hopped up onto the bed and sat on my chest, looking at me. He meowed and head butted my face. “Sorry for ignoring you yesterday, we had a very special guest.” I said. He looked at me with a glow in her eyes, filled with intelligence. Satisfied with that answer he curled up on my chest and fell asleep, purring. I smiled a

D'aww.

James was at the local hospital, a small building. He was staying in the long-term care unit on the first floor, quite easy to climb in through his window at three in the morning. The window opened silently. I steadied myself and climbed in, falling onto the floor of his private room with a thud. He woke up, “Who’s there?” he asked the darkness. I could hear a little bit of fear in his voice. He didn’t know who was there or what their intentions were; especially at this hour. I stood up and b

In the stunning epilogue, Matthew was driven to take such drastic and potentially lethal action. Find out what happened to him.

AC3 takes place during the American Revolution? That seems a little out of place to me.

Wouldn't the super nova have happened billions of years ago?

Oh, no. I'm not going anywhere. Well, that's true. I ... actually never really realized that, haha. They probably -should- have had that particular conversation a few months ago. But, I like to think that Andrew's been so guarded up to that point that they've never really had a meaningful conversation before. That it's a sign that Andrew is finally letting his guard down. Yeah. Oops. You caught me. :$ I wasn't sure of Karen's name until I literally got to the point where I had to type it, haha. It took me so long to get the chapter out (sorry!) that I must have gotten it mixed up again. It's been fixed though, thank-you for pointing it out. Karen wasn't interested in Dustin... let's just say, she's a good judge of character. Also. Elizabeth. She becomes really important later on, so you'll have to wait and see. I'm really excited for this again. Sorry for the delay, some RL stuff was going on and I kind of "lost" it for a while. But I'm back and hopefully we'll get this going again. Thanks for your review!

Than-you.

I had asked Brian and his mom over a few weeks before Christmas, so all the arrangements could be made. I swear, though, within the blink of an eye, Christmas was upon us. I’m not much of a festive person, but dad definitely was; he was like a little child. Brian and I decided that we’d each do our own thing on Christmas morning, then meet up around 4PM for dinner. I had my alarm set for a respectable 7AM, but dad had other plans. The clock had barely creeped past five in the morning when he wa

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You can find it on Project Free TV.

That show is awesome. My mom keeps telling me to watch Grimm, but I haven't yet.

Chrome OS isn't a copy of Windows. They're not meant to be competitors, both OSes are used for different things. In regards to, say, Microsoft Word and Google Docs. Hell yes they're competing, but Google isn't copying. They took a (sound) product, and took it to the next evolutionary step, and did it well.

I don't recall solid numbers at the moment, but I think Bing is sitting around 30%. They've mostly been cannalizing Yahoo's search market share, which is also powered by Bing. Bing in terms of market share, is doing, eh.. okay. Financially, it's costing Microsoft hundreds of millions (if not billions) per quarter.

Google isn't evil. Are they still following their guidelines and aspirations from when they went public? No. Not following your own rules doesn't make you evil.

lol.

I know it's the smart thing to do, but is it the right thing to do? You're taking someone's money in a deceitful way. We're not talking about chump change here, like me spotting you a movie ticket or something. We're talking about multiple tens of thousands of dollars.

Hypothetical situation: Billy is 17 and gay. He's a senior in high school, and he has a part-time job, but like most teenagers he has zero fiscal responsibility. He's lucky if he has any money left by the time his next paycheque comes around, which is fine. He lives at home and money's never really been an issue for him or his family. Both his parents work good, solid jobs. Billy's parents have already told him that he's going to university, and with his grades he will be accepted. He probably won't be able to get any scholarships, but with the good money his parents pull in and him living at home, it's perfect manageable, financially. The only problem is that Billy is far in the closet and if his parents found out he was gay, they'd never forgive him. He'd be thrown out on his ass as soon as he turned 18 and he would receive no help from his parents anymore - they'd disown him. Billy knows this, because he hears his mother and father rant their homophobic hate, so he's keeping it to himself, at least until his education is complete. --- Now, my question. Is it morally acceptable for Billy to wait? Whether we agree or disagree with his parents beliefs, they have every right to have them. It will be their money that puts Billy through school and gives him a good education so he can get a good job and have a decent quality of living. Is he morally correct to withhold his sexuality to accept their money?

Beautifully written. Just.. stunning.

Wow. That was really well written and quite riveting. Didn't see that plot twist coming, but it made for a very interesting and over-all happy ending. Well done!

17.

I still have my innocence, but taking a stab at it, I'd say versatile.

I appreciate your reviews, it means a lot to me. It is explained, though, why the doctor botched the surgery. His high school sweetheart and wife of 30 years gave him divorce papers the morning of the surgery.

September slowly rolled by and before I knew it, October was upon me. Old habits sure die hard, because I was once again a loner inside school and out. After that first week, nobody really tried to talk to me. Usually I would sit at a table at lunch by myself and a group of two or three would sit at the other end. They would give me the occasional glance, but by and large, I would ignore them. In class, things were no different; nobody spoke to me unless the teacher partnered me up with them, or