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A 月 passed 由 without much happening. I was finally in the 秒 trimester—it was about time. Though, with this, my clothes grew tighter, causing for the need to get bigger ones. Luckily, it seemed that my parents had forgotten all about me, not to forget my numerous credit cards, meaning that they still worked. Sierra happily agreed to go shopping for new clothes with me.


“Ew, these are,” I paused to think of a word, “these are just, horrible. Pregnant women wear these?”


We were in a maternity store in a nearby mall.


Sierra looked around the store and pointed to each pregnant woman...

Chris was right about this room, it was cold. I stepped in nervously I looked around for a light switch, but found nothing. I looked and I saw him, a big, bulky robot. This ugly bolt bucket who covered the handsome, mature, Latin charmer I knew. And it was all because of me.
"Alejandro....?" I whispered his name. He turned to me, his robot eyes facing me. "H-hi..how are you?
He kept facing me; I started tearing up. He can't even..talk to me..? I don't want this, dammit! I want to see his beautiful green eyes, hear his husky voice again..But I'll never get to.
"I'm sorry...I made a mistake..I...

(Heather's P.O.V.)
I won the million dollars!! Well, sorta. Stupid Golem Zeke had to go off and jump into the 火山 with the case. Right after I shoved Alejandro off of the volcano. Heh, that was funny. But then he got lava poured on him... and he got trampled... 由 everyone... Then he got put into a robot... Poor guy...
AHG, no, Heather, 你 are NOT being sympathetic towards... *shudders* HIM...
Well, anyways, I've been pretty 流行的 so far on the magazines, and TV, and at school, pretty much everyone wants my autograph. All of my 老友记 treat me like a goddess, not like they didn't before....

Just a little AleHeather poem, It's suppose to be both of them describing how they feel about each other at the same time, cuz ya know they have that whole 'Sharing a Brain' thing in African-Lying Safari.
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I hate you
I hate everything about you
I hate the way that smug smile creeps across your face when 你 win,
and I hate the way 你 laugh with such pride when I loose.
I hate the venom 你 spit out at me every time we speak.
I hate how 你 think that you're going to win everything, when it's so obvious that I own this whole game.
I hate those awful distrustful...