Of Rubber Ducks, Flower Pots and Bombs
Description
Vernon was a normal, 17 years old, boy
Okay, maybe he had some faults here and there - but still, he was the belief, that he was indeed, just a little bit, 'normal'.
Or maybe he was, until his friends decided to do something, that was not the slighest normal anymore - they decided to stalk.
Hidden behind three tiny flower pots.
And here you have the drama.
Foreword
Yes, yes, I don't own Seventeen and blah blah blah.
You guys all know, what comes next and it's obvious anyway, so I don't really bother mentioning.
Whatever; YEAH I'M BACK EVERYONE!!!
I don't know how long it's been - 1 or 2 years? Even less?
Well, I'm sorry that I didn't had the motivation and inFIREs here to write on, finish a story, or publish a story, but I guess, now I am back and all the happy rainbow and unicorns things appeared and yeah, here I am.
Now the stuff that I really hate to mention, but still have to do for certain people: Plagiarism is not cool, and will never be. Don't do this, man. It will only bother us, waste a lot of time and show to the wonderful world of Asianfanfics, that you are uncreative, uncool and crazy enough to copy that that I write down.
Okay, now that this is finished too, I have to talk about serious issues here:
- My english . ( I can't even talk my mother language proberly, so... )
- You can ask, if you don't understand something. But I can't promise to give you an answer that will solve the mistery in the scene, because I sometimes myself don't know, what the hell I just wrote. But I'll try to recall what was going on with my mind that certain time.
- Critique is fine, but don't like, don't read. It's this easy, but some people just don't understand...
- I just finished watching Civil War, it was great!
So, yes. Have a nice day and for all my reades: I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!
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