"Well, I love being around." she said. ooc: dude, how long are you planning to keep going with this? My mom wants me in bed, she's gonna call any second, and she's gonna unplug the internet. dsknobagoaughaksdhfhfdoiwgoiuhfnafo;iey.
"i know... jk, Well, the best part for me is having you here." she said, snuggling him.
Bree rested her head on camerons shoulder. "yea... hopefully." she replied.
"here we go..." Bree said as she sat down, closely next to him.
"no thankyou...." Bree got up and put the movie in (ooc: the big screen tv. :D ).
ooc: I don't really watch them that often. maybe cinderella? jk. OOOO OOOO! SLEEPING BEAUTY! god, I had to research that. bic: "Maybe Sleeping Beauty? That's romantic." She said.
"Anything in mind?" she asked.
"ok... which one?" Bree said as she walked over to the tv and sat on the couch. She motioned cameron to come and sit down.
"uh... I don't know... maybe watch a movie or something?" she replied.
"Hmmm... ditto. You wanna go do something?" She replied/ asked.
"mmmmm..." Bree said looking into his eyes. "I know."
"Thankyou," Bree said, kissing him.
Bree looked down... the ferret was sitting right there as she just noticed. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!! SUPER HERO, I NEED YOUR HELP!!!" Bree screamed.
"I'd love that." Bree said, kissing him back.
"Thankyou... I coulda swore he was about to come at me again. Thank god there is a guy here to save me. You should be a super hero." Bree hugged him.
jeez. well, I'm sorry to hear that. jk, scary. there are millions of people in my family dead, so if it wasn't her, I still probably woulda known the person.
wow. that's really scary. Well, my grandmother died of pancreas cancer, and now I see her by my bedside and in the basement before I turn the lights on.
what? um.... well, then, send me the link to yours, and I'll see what I can do. k?
Do you believe in ghosts?
You Can't Live Without Looking At This!!! Hi. I just love posting stuff.... so like.... I'm just gonna do this. Hey, so as you probably all know, I'm Bree. It's summer vacation, and anybody who decides to join me, just sees an ad about it in the paper and decides to come. We live in a beach house, together, for the next 3 months after you come. You don't get along with somebody, not my problem (well, actually it is, so try to get along.). If it's just me and someone else, (this goes to millions of people who look at this and don't care to post) That's fine. I'm sorry, but A. I'm leaving for a different state, for the next three months in nine days, and B. I can't have ten people in the house. Maximum, 8. I'm sooo sorry, but I'm not able to manage. If you really wanna do something, my advice is to... uh.... Come and visit as a friend or something. I'll fill out the thing. Oh, and josh, kam, angie, or cameron: YOu obviously can join. Yea you know I'm talking to you. jk. so yea. let's get started. I ain't too creative, so bare (spelling?) with me. Name... Bree. Age: 11. Type: ******. Weapon: (that I will eventually kill all with; jk.) sword. average sized sword. DOA (description of appearance): Tall, blue eyes, blonde hair, carpet clogs as shoes, designer jeans, and a a hilarious sweatshirt from kohls about pouting and how you couldn't take it if you ever watched me pout. yea. so have fun. I'll be a character, as myself. and a sweatshirt from kohls. OH, yea, I literally have double piercings in my ears.
