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"Oh, by the way guys!" Haruhi spoke. Everyone was adjusting their costumes for the day. Ancient Greece was a popular request and Kyoya wasted no time in applying it for profits. The twins looked over curiously as always while Tamaki just stared at her with loving eyes. "What is it Haru-chan?" Honey-senpai asked. Mori gave a grunt in agreement while Honey, who was sitting on his shoulders like always, messed with his hair. "I got an email from a classmate from middle school." Haruhi said. "They're tranfering here." Kyoya pushed his glasses up but didn't set a hand on his hip, and held to his clipboard firmly as he always did before scribbling

Let's see... Where should I begin? Well, for starters I'm fat. All my friends call me chubby or fluffy But I am "flat"-out fat. I wear a size (your size) in pants and a (your size) shirt. I'm running out of things that fit and my mother already said she wouldn't be giving me money for large sized clothing. I'm down to my sweatpants and my large (fave. game) shirt I bought at my last convention. I get more lonely and depressed seeing everyone I know with a guy at their side. I want to find someone but I'm not good enough to be in one with a good guy. I wonder if my luck will change... _______________________________________ (Sorry I

The girl made herself visible again and looked into the mirror hanging from the wall near his closet. “By the way… You never told me your name…” Ivan said snapping her out of her thoughts. She looked at him and smiles a bit “That’s right. How rude of me” she chuckled and floated back into her transparent ghost form. “My name is _________ __________” she said with a bow. He smiled and bowed “Ivan Braganski” he introduced himself as well. “So dinner?” she asked signaling the door. “Oh yeah” he said and hurried down stairs. She stared at him as he

You stared surprised at Roderich. He seemed to be a bit surprised of seeing you. "_______________... W-what are you doing here?" He asked. "I came here to tutor Antonio's friend" you said. He nodded and opened the door wider letting you in. "Why couldn't Antonio come?" He asked and closed the door behind you. You stared around amazed at his house. It looked like one of those rich houses you see on TV but now is live right in front of you. "So...?" He insisted on his answer. "He had something to do with the soccer team. He didn't go into detail" you responded and turned to him. He blinked bit curious about the look you were giving him

‘Thank you…’ The words rang in your ears every time you closed your eyes. Your memory failed to tell you who it was that told you that. You sighed and turned to your side as you lied on your bed. You sat up and ruffled your (H/C) hair into a mess. You got out of your bed and headed to your desk. You pulled a bit on your green shorts, loosely covering your thick thighs as you walked. You had a black tank top that almost covered the shorts. You got to your desk and sat down. You leaned back as you opened your laptop. You opened the browser to YouTube. You smiled a bit to find a new upload from your favorite Youtuber

It’s been 2 years since then.  Al and you moved away from your home after you graduated. Life was great; you studied while Al got a job. He didn’t feel like studying any longer. You did and wanted to be a criminal investigator. Which seemed ironic being that your boyfriend was a criminal. “AL... AL wake up” you pushed his shoulder. He rolled to the side and groaned. “Leave me alone...” he sighed and covered his face with the sheets. “you have to get up. I have classes and you have work” you said and pulled the covers off him. He sat up glaring at you with. “morning grumpy” you smile

2 weeks later---- You leaned against the counter and stared at your full house store. You were still working there, but only on weekends, while you were taking classes. You sighed and looked around. A lady came up to Antonio and asked for help. No one actually asked you for anything. After everyone dwindled down Antonio headed over to you. “Estas bien? (you okay?)” he asked. You waved your hand at his face. “Estoy bien… deja de ser un peresozo y ve a trabajar (I’m fine… stop being a sloth and go work)” you pointed at the customer. “Why don’t you take it?” he asked. “Because

You stared at him, you felt your mind hazing and you couldn’t think very straight. Your heart ached and wanted to believe him and just accept his love, but your head, your whole body, your memories made it very difficult to even listen to whatever your aching heart was crying out for. You finally composed yourself and put your hand on his cheek. Giving him a straight look to the eyes and a faint smile you sighed. “Alfred… Please… Go to hell now” you whispered and then pushed him as far as you could. “I’m moving. Leaving all this. I hope that where I go next… I will find an actual hero who wil

You walked down the hall, giving a light sigh as you entered your classroom. It was empty, as it should be at 7:47 am. You always got to school early. Letting your backpack down on your desk you looked at the board. You moved some (H/C) strands of your (H/L) hair behind your ear so they didn't bother you. Walking over to it you smiled a bit and started to draw a small anime figurine on it. It was just the base but then you started to add features to it. You blinked and blushed as you noticed who you were drawing.  It was none other than Matthew Williams. He was a mean guy who never stopped calling you names because you were a bit over weight.