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Heather felt that there was justice to be served. This time, not to that Goth geek Gwen who bested her time and time again, but rather to Heather's ditzy sidekick Lindsay. One too many times she has foiled Heather's malicious schemes due to her immeasurable incompetence and of course there was that one occasion where Lindsay cursed Heather out. She hadn't forgiven her for that. Heather festered deep in the woods, far away from any of the cabins. She really couldn't think with all of the other campers noisy chatter distracting her. She paced back and for, hands folded behind her back, "What can I do Lindsay to make her...sad. How can I get he

Maggie absolutely loved to sketch, to draw, to paint, and to basically make art! It’s her life’s passion and all that she thought about aside from the popular TV show of the year. It was something she couldn’t imagine living without. To the normal population, Maggie seemed like the kind of person who didn’t want to be bothered with. In public, she was always dressed in black. Black shirts, black pants, black shoes, and even down to the pitch-black accessories. To make the outfit match, Maggie went to the extreme of dying her long, naturally red hair, jet-black. She and her friends, whenever they were around, had comm

Fat-o-Booth Mikala strutted her sexy body through the Pearson mall and GOOD GOD did she ever look hot. Not in the context of hot as in the context of temperature, but hot as in she was garnering looks from every male and a few females in the immediate proximity. She tipped her pink sunglasses towards a sickly guy then combo’d that with a seductive sip of her strawberry smoothie king smoothie. He fumbled with his pepperoni pretzel, dropping it on the floor. Mikala believed she couldn’t have possibly looked more stunning than right now, except for tomorrow and the days ahead of course. “What is it that I’m doing right?