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aha!!! i've got it..here's the next chap... ~Chapter 8~ “But, but, Sydney said-” Michael started to explain. He was at a lost for words. He looked down at Sydney (since he was carrying her). She mouthed out the words “the Mobile Marshall.” “What?” Michael whispered. “Marshall gave you one...

*sniffle* it's the last chap.... ~Chapter 9~ “Please pass last night’s homework to the front of the classroom and open your literature books to page-” I started to say. A knock at the classroom door interrupted me. “Turn your books to page 426 while I get the door,” I said and walked to the...

ill post more soon....plz comment or criticize in the meantime tho!!...i really want to know what everyone who's reading this thinks about it....

apparently not....but i'll post more later when i have an idea....hmm.....i don't know what should happen next....

haha...i don't hate you....i just think that VAUGHN IS A MILLION TIMES HOTTER!!!! :D :D

okay..well...hehe.....i forgot to post this little addition to the previous chap... Michael looked ahead of him. There was a single door at the end of a very long hallway. Michael started running again. He finally reached the door and opened it. He stepped into a dark room. The door closed...

okay..well...no one replied..so i'll just post the next chap anyways (even though it is a double post).... ~Chapter 8~ I walked up to Michael’s room in the Fairmont Hotel. Why was I here? Was I going to apologize? And for what? No. Not a good time to be proud and stubborn. I knocked on the...

hehe..thanx...here's the next chap....i'm REALLY impatient if you cant already tell.... ~Chapter 7~ (at the warehouse in San Francisco, half an hour later) Sydney could feel someone nudge her. It seemed so distant. She did not want to wake up. Why couldn’t she just give up, die, and sleep...

haha...okay...well...i'll post more soon....i have another chap...but i really want to know if im headed in the right direction beefore i post it!!! plz tell me any comments, suggestions, and hopefully not complaints (even though i will get a of "i hate this ff" because i know i suck at wiritng)...

i know the story is REALLY corny....hehe...drunken seagull

sorry i haven't been on lately everyone!! here's the next chap..hope you like it!! ~Chapter 6~ (an hour later) Michael burst into Marshall’s office. Marshall dropped the device he holding. He quickly picked it up and put it on his desk. “Valuable government equipment Agent Vaughn. Don’t want...

i haven't been on for a while..i hope you all still remember my story... ~Chapter 7~ (A few weeks after she and Chris met, Sydney hasn’t talked to Vaughn since their argument) I sat in the classroom. School hadn’t started yet. I students wouldn’t come for another five minutes. My thoughts...

cant wait till tomorrow..how about sending them to Venice...

okay...ill post more soon... ^_^ ...a little feedback would be nice though!!

~Chapter 5~ (about the same time) Sydney let her head drop limply. There was no use. She was going to die here anyway. If only she knew where here was. She lifted her head weakly. She peered into the darkness. Nothing moved. Everything was silent except the constant squeaking of unseen rats...