Its fine, I guess. I'll just probably make one or just find something to do.
(I guess I'll just quit then. I was really hoping to join a Rp at least.)
"My mother died." I said quietly."Someone killed her.And I have a pretty good idea who." I thought of Rob.How jittery he seemed on the phone.It was pretty obvious he killed my mom.
I felt glad that my friends were there.And as I lied my head down on Eddie's shoulder I smiled.
"Rob did it.He's the only one with a motive.Life insurance money.He just bought it two weeks earlier.My dada wouldn't have done it.He's in the Bahamas on buisness."
"I'm really sorry Ash... But there's really not much we can do- we're just a bunch of love struck teens." Emma stated. I tried really hard not to laugh, I mean- I've NEVER heard HER say something like THAT before. "Well... there's an upside. We have prom to look forward to."
The mood in the room calmed, and Dylan walked in. "Everyone's here- time to get my party started-" Evan pushed him gently out the door,"It's my party." We all walked out of the dining room/parlor into the living room- Evan's house is huge! Mine is teeny!
There was lava lamps, bubble machines, snacks, and lemonade- at least that's what I think it was. "What'd ya think? Cool, eh?" "To be honest, Dylan is not that different from Evan- accept he's like 30." I froze when I realised I was speaking out loud, and laughed awkwardly. Emma smirked and put her hand to her face, shaking her head.
"Hey, I'm 19! Not cool dudette" he made his way to the snack table. I rubbed the back of my neck and exited the room.
This is my pony c:
How to sell old stuff-
Hey Ferb, isn't that Vanessa and Monty over there?