<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21574016</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:39:01.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow Angel's Nightmares</title><subtitle type='html'>...silly talks and bizaare thoughts over a cup of espresso...






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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08288378632034967922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21574016.post-115114949242971328</id><published>2006-06-24T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T22:01:03.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lasagna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Episode 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Oh gosh! I can’t believe it! We have actually graduated and soon off to college! Aren’t you excited?&lt;br /&gt;Matt: No! I mean, besides the fact that we’re not going to the same college… It’s a whole new world out there! New people, new school… I mean that’s just scary!&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Shouldn’t I be the one who’s scared?&lt;br /&gt;Matt: Well, yeah… but… that means we’ll be far away from each other… I’ll get to see less of you… And I have to admit, I hate that…&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Well.. we’ll still see each other anyway… (Then Chloe gave Matt a huge hug which made Matt blush)&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Why are you blushing like a tomato?&lt;br /&gt;(Matt simply smiled at her)&lt;br /&gt;Matt: Uhm… I just… Hey its almost 12.. Where do you want to eat?&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: I have an idea! Why don’t you go to my place and I’ll bake lasagna.. but if you’re really that hungry we could eat somewhere else…&lt;br /&gt;Matt: No, no… It’s a great idea…&lt;br /&gt;(Matt flashed Chloe a big smile)&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Ok then…&lt;br /&gt;And off they went…&lt;br /&gt;~back at Chloe’s house~&lt;br /&gt;Matt: Mmm.. This lasagna sure smells great! (He said as Chloe took it from the oven) And I sure am gonna miss it!&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Well I guess I have to teach you how to make one…&lt;br /&gt;Matt: Well, still it’ll be extra special if you’re the one who made it…&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Oh, really… (Chloe laughed)&lt;br /&gt;Arf! Arf!&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Uh-oh… I think Oreo smelled my lasagna…&lt;br /&gt;(Matt made a face)&lt;br /&gt;Matt: I didn’t know dogs could eat lasagna… (Matt laughs… Then Oreo jumped up his lap.) Oooh… guess the little guy wants to sit on my lap and eat my lasagna instead. (Then to Oreo) Hey, That’s mine! This could be the last lasagna that I can eat that Chloe made herself! (He said and moved the plate away from Oreo, as the mutt tried to reach it)&lt;br /&gt;Chloe grabbed Oreo and gave him his own plate of lasagna…&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Here you go…(and she bent down to watch Oreo eat…)&lt;br /&gt;Matt just stared t her…&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Awww… isn’t he cute? He really loves that lasagna… you know. Sometimes, Oreo kinda reminds me of you… (She said and looks form Oreo to Matt)&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: What are you staring at?&lt;br /&gt;Matt: You mean, when you see a dog, you see me?&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Only Oreo though…&lt;br /&gt;Oreo: Ruff! Ruff!&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Oh… Oreo wants to eat more lasagna&lt;br /&gt;Matt: I want another serving too! (he said abruptly)&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: You really are like Oreo… (laughs)&lt;br /&gt;Matt and Oreo looked at each other with angry stares… The lasagna eating contest has begun…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21574016-115114949242971328?l=yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/feeds/115114949242971328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/06/lasagna-episode-1-chloe-oh-gosh-i-cant.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/115114949242971328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/115114949242971328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/06/lasagna-episode-1-chloe-oh-gosh-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08288378632034967922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21574016.post-114604129106670911</id><published>2006-04-26T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T01:52:40.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello! The first story has just ended! to the readers, i hope you enjoyed it as much as i did while writing it. if you are kind enough please post some comments so that I can know what you think! thanks for your time! good day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21574016-114604129106670911?l=yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/feeds/114604129106670911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-first-story-has-just-ended-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/114604129106670911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/114604129106670911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-first-story-has-just-ended-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08288378632034967922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21574016.post-114543870685009380</id><published>2006-04-19T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T02:25:06.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"Soulmates" Epilogue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; I love cream puffs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; ~looks at her with puppy dog eyes~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; No. not you… your mom’s cream puffs…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; I am my mom’s cream puff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; You can’t be eaten! Cream puffs are meant to be eaten! Therefore you’re not a cream puff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; Wow… logic…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; If you don’t shut up I’ll tie you to a post and wait till you become a cream puff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And she did…But unfortunately due to some circumstances Jared did not become a cream puff so Holly was forced to release him… = )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-THE END-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Awwww….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21574016-114543870685009380?l=yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/feeds/114543870685009380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/04/soulmates-epilogue-holly-i-love-cream_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/114543870685009380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/114543870685009380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/04/soulmates-epilogue-holly-i-love-cream_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08288378632034967922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21574016.post-114543699044119031</id><published>2006-04-19T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T02:11:43.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;“Soulmates” Episode 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~at Paffenbarger~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly rushes to the diner and searches for Jared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;A lady in her 50’s:&lt;/span&gt; Yes, dear! Can I do anything for you? (Her voice a bit high pitched)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Uh… (pants) yeah… (pants) Have you seen Jared? (pants)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Lady:&lt;/span&gt; Oh! My cream puff! Puffy! (calls out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Lady:&lt;/span&gt; You’re looking for Jared, right? (Holly nods) He’s my son. I used to call him my cream puff as an endearment! Jared is my cream puff and his dad is my burger! (laughs) That’s why the diner is named Paffenbarger… Puff and burger… It’s also Jared’s name… (laughs again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Why is Puff and burger spelled with an “A” instead of “U”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Lady:&lt;/span&gt; Oh! It’s because my name is Amelia! It begins with an A so I thought I’d replace it… Oh, Puffy! Someone’s looking for you! (calls out to Jared) I’m sorry… Puffy, is just talking to the manager of Chicago Bulls… I think this Holly girl is really making him think about going into fame. (Holly just smiled) Puffy! Someone’s looking for you! (calls out to Jared. Jared emerges from the kitchen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; Mom, I told you never to call me “Puffy” in public. (says to his mom. When he saw Holly, it was obvious that his cheeks blushed.) Holly! What are you doing here? (His mom leaves them alone. But before Holly could answer, Jared pulled her by the wrist and out of the diner they went.) I thought you already went with JB?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah I did.. but I came back…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; (still holding her hand) Did you come back for me? (his grip tightens)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Actually, no… I came back for the fortuneteller…(Jared’s grip loosened a little but still held Holly’s hand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; So, what did the fortuneteller tell you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Paffenbarger! (she grins widely)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; Are you teasing me? Coz usually I’d get mad… but since you’re the one doing it, I don’t seem to mind at all… (Holly blushes a little)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; No! That’s not what I meant! What I meant was she told me the second given name of my soul mate and that is Paffenbareger! I just realized that the initials she gave me was J-P and not J-B!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; (eyes flickered with hope) What about the thing about your soul mate being good at basketball?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Well, aren’t you? (wide smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; Okay… how about him being famous? Coz surely I am not famous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Did I say anything about him being famous? I only said the fortuneteller said something about fame… In fact, I already remembered what she said…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; And what did she say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; She said that my soulmate isn’t all about fame. He thinks he doesn’t need it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; (his face brightened with joy) I sure am the lucky guy he’s talking about! (hugs and kisses holly on the cheek)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; (as they hugged, Holly whispers in Jared’s ear) So… what is this I heard that you’re thinking about joining NBA? (their hug broke. Jared cleared his throat and laughs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; Uh… It’s just my crazy mind! I wanted to join because of what I thought the fortuneteller said… that your soulmate was famous… Well… I… I… it’s hard to believe but I… I… sort of wanted to qualify as a candidate as your soulmate… I’m really crazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; You don’t have to reach my requirements! Soulmate or not, I still think you’re my soulmate! Actually, I was somehow saddened by the thought that you’re not my soulmate coz I’d really choose you than JB! I didn’t like his famous persona… I felt like I can’t be myself when I’m around him because of the many cameras clicking around… I’m more comfortable with you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; (laughs in pure happiness) HAHAHAHA… I can’t believe this! I’m so crazy! I’ll reject all the offers at once…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; But I thought you wanted…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; Nah… I only wanted it because I thought you wanted it… but since you don’t… for you, I’ll do it! anything for you… I don’t need fame! I only need you! I’m a really, really crazy person! CRAZY FOOL! (he told himself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; No, you’re not crazy! You see, crazy people talk to posts… Crazy people look for their soulmates… And most of all… crazy people don’t know that they’re crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; Ha! You’re crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; No, I’m not! (they both laughed out loud then they hugged… and Jared kissed her…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21574016-114543699044119031?l=yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/feeds/114543699044119031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/04/soulmates-episode-8-at-paffenbarger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/114543699044119031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/114543699044119031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/04/soulmates-episode-8-at-paffenbarger.html' title=''/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08288378632034967922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21574016.post-114543238423747607</id><published>2006-04-19T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T02:07:21.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;“Soulmates” Episode 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly was staring at the sign above the diner that says “Paffenbarger”. Through the huge window of the diner, Holly saw Jared reprimanding a waitress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Looks like’s having a bad time… (she murmured to herself when she heard someone call her from behind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Oh, it’s you! Paula, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Paula:&lt;/span&gt; You got that right. Can we talk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Sure! Let’s go into the diner…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Paula:&lt;/span&gt; No… Let’s talk somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Oh… Okay…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; So, what’s up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Paula&lt;/span&gt;: Not so good…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; How come? Aren’t you glad I’m off Jared’s back? You can be together again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Paula:&lt;/span&gt; You see… Since you left, he hasn’t been the same. He has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; In what ways did he change? I mean, he’s still the grouchy, moody person that he was. I witnessed how furiously he was reprimanding the waitress earlier back at the diner. He was acting as if the waitress works for him! (She rolls her eyes and laughs)&lt;br /&gt;Paula: Well… Actually, the diner girl is working for him… (Holly’s jaw dropped) He and his parents own that diner. (Paula leans closer to Holly and whispers…) Just between the two of us, Paffenbarger is Jared’s second given name… We sometimes call him JP for short…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; REALLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Paula:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah! But don’t tease him that… He easily gets mad… (Holly laughs very loudly) But Jared isn’t all that bad… Do you know that a lot of NBA teams like Chicago Bulls and LA Lakers have already offered to recruit him for the team? He’s a really good basketball player! They wanted him for MVP but he always rejects the idea and puts down their offers. Did you see how he beat JB last time that they had a one-on-one face off? He really is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; (eyes wide open and mouth dropped open… again… in disbelief) Really? Are you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Paula:&lt;/span&gt; Of course not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; By the way… why do you say he has changed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Paula:&lt;/span&gt; Oh yeah! Well, before, usually he would ask me questions like “How was your day?” or “Did you miss me?” But now, whenever we see each other, he would ask me silly questions like “Have you seen anyone talking to a post?” Or “ Did you see a crazy girl hugging a post?” I mean, what kind of questions are those? I think he is as crazy as the girl he is looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Really? He asked you those questions? (She felt touched) Awww…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Paula:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah… And guess what, he is even trying to reconsider the offers his been getting since his game with JB… He’s not usually like that… He’s not all about fame… He doesn’t even think about being famous… But now… (Paula glances at her watch) But now, I really need to go. I’m getting ;ate for my summer job. See ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Oh my god! That’s it! Now I remember! (rushes off to Paffenbarger diner to see Jared.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21574016-114543238423747607?l=yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/feeds/114543238423747607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/04/soulmates-episode-7-holly-was-staring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/114543238423747607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/114543238423747607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/04/soulmates-episode-7-holly-was-staring.html' title=''/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08288378632034967922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21574016.post-114542661178031871</id><published>2006-04-18T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T02:05:28.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Soulmates" Episode 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So JB brought Holly along with him as his lucky charm for his games. One day, Holly decided to visit the fortune teller again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fortuneteller:&lt;/span&gt; Good day , Holly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Hi I’m Holly… Nice to meet you… And you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fortuneteller:&lt;/span&gt; Just call me Fortuneteller…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Ok Fortuneteller… what’s up…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fortuneteller:&lt;/span&gt; I reckon it is you I should be asking that…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Ok uhm… ~imitates the Fortuneteller ~ Why are you here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fortuneteller:&lt;/span&gt; If you’re here to mess with me, you better leave… now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; I’ll continue to mess up your life if you don’t tell me the second name of his given name… (she says in a sinister voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fortuneteller:&lt;/span&gt; Second name of… who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly&lt;/span&gt;: Of my soul mate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fortuneteller:&lt;/span&gt; I told you… each question has an additional fee! You couldn’t pay last time so stop annoying me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; ~cheery voice~ I’ll pay your ticket to hell if you do…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fortuneteller:&lt;/span&gt; What the~? Would you please call the mental hospital? (shouts to her assistant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Wait I’ll do it! I know the number… ~gets her phone and calls the mental hospital and gives it to the Fortuneteller ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fortuneteller:&lt;/span&gt; ~Takes it and turns it off~ You’re hopeless… Paffenbarger! Now get out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fortuneteller:&lt;/span&gt; One question and that’s all I’m giving it to you for free… Now leave! (pulls Holy from her seat and pushes her out of the room)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Paffenbarger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;A lady who overhears Holly:&lt;/span&gt; It’s a diner down the street dear…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; It is? Oh… ~walks off to the diner~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21574016-114542661178031871?l=yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/feeds/114542661178031871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/04/soulmates-episode-6-so-jb-brought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/114542661178031871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/114542661178031871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/04/soulmates-episode-6-so-jb-brought.html' title=''/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08288378632034967922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21574016.post-114542621355372220</id><published>2006-04-18T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T02:03:05.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Soulmates" Episode 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly didn’t go to school the next day… Jared and JB looked everywhere for her…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~after dismissal~&lt;br /&gt;Jared was doing his afternoon routine... which is jogging… he was still bothered by Holly’s disappearance.. He got distracted when he saw a girl talking to a post again… Jared approached the girl knowing that it’s Holly doing her crazy thing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; Hey! You talking to her imaginary friend again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; I was trying to figure out what the fortune teller told me… Something about THE Jared… First of all, I think the fortune teller said he’s good at basketball… his initials are JB… I asked for the first name and she said it’s Jared…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; Why didn’t you ask for the B?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Well, every question has an additional fee, you know.. Oh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; What else do you know about your so-called soul mate..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; I can’t quite remember but it has something to do with… fame… but you know what.. when I first saw you I felt this sensation… that you were the right guy… Oh well… I guess a woman’s instinct might not be always right… I guess… Jared… I mean JB is my soul mate…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; Well at least I got you off my back… (he said sadly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Good for you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The next day Holly was badgering JB with questions~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; So you know about the soul mate thing, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah… Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Nothing… I just want to ask a few questions…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; Let it flow…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Are your initials JB?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Does J mean Jared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; Isn’t it obvious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; No… Ok… So are you a basketball player?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; ~stares at her with a raised eyebrow because he was wearing his jersey~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; I’ll take that as a yes… Are you famous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; Well, at least not to you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Congratulations then… You’re qualified to be my soul mate… (Stands up straight and shakes his hand…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; ~shocked~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21574016-114542621355372220?l=yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/feeds/114542621355372220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/04/soulmates-episode-5-holly-didnt-go-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/114542621355372220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/114542621355372220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/04/soulmates-episode-5-holly-didnt-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08288378632034967922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21574016.post-114542579780294465</id><published>2006-04-18T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T01:56:55.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Soulmates" Episode 4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~Saturday 3o’clock~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of people in the court and someone announced Jared’s name… Holly was shocked when she saw both guys step in the court at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; What are you doing Jared? Have you gone insane? You’ll only embarrass yourself… JB is an MVP…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; I know…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Then why are you doing this?&lt;br /&gt;Jared only looked at Holly with his eyes looking at her intently like it was trying to say something… Jared caressed Holly’s face and left to go play basketball…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly thought:&lt;/span&gt; Was he saying goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;JB saw Holly and winked at her… And then Holly shouted…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Go, Jared! You can do it! Wohoooo…&lt;br /&gt;The game was heated even at the beginning because both guys were really good in court… Holly didn’t expect that…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Timeout~&lt;br /&gt;Jared was out of sight maybe he was trying to rest… everyone else were cheering…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;Why are they cheering for Jared? He’s not even here…&lt;br /&gt;Then she saw JB so proud that a lot of people are cheering for him…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; For your info, they’re not cheering for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; Yes they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; No you’re not~ (someone cuts her off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; Oh, Jared, could you please sign this for me? (JB signs it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Why did she call you ‘Jared’?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; Don’t you know? I’m Jared Bernard… J-B-... see? Oh my god! At first you didn’t know I’m an MVP and now you don’t know my name? You’re the only girl who doesn’t know me and who thinks I’m not handsome enough… What is is it with you? Are you from Venus?&lt;br /&gt;Holly didn’t answer… She just stared at him… and ran away…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; Holly, wait up!&lt;br /&gt;JB tried to follow her but girls were swarming all over him.&lt;br /&gt;Jared saw Holly.&lt;br /&gt;He stopped her and said…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; Are you alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; (screamed) Why didn’t you tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; Wha~~~~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Why didn’t you tell me that he was Jared too?&lt;br /&gt;And she ran away… again…&lt;br /&gt;Holly didn’t finish the game anymore… she just went straight home in confusion…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21574016-114542579780294465?l=yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/feeds/114542579780294465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/04/soulmates-episode-4-saturday-3oclock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/114542579780294465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/114542579780294465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/04/soulmates-episode-4-saturday-3oclock.html' title=''/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08288378632034967922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21574016.post-114482527267360943</id><published>2006-04-11T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T00:01:12.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Soulmates" Episode 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The next day Holly acted as if nothing happened although her arms were sore… When classes ended, Holly went straight back home… Jared was surprised because Holly wasn’t acting like a puppy following him around. Somehow, he missed Holly’s childish acts…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly was on her way home and she was humming a nursery rhyme…&lt;br /&gt;Someone tapped her on the back…&lt;br /&gt;She turned and said…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; You sounded happy… Is it because of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; No way! I thought you were…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Jared&lt;/span&gt;: Hey, Holly! Wait up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Jared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; Hey, JB! How’s the all-time MVP doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; I’m good! Why? You idolize me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; (laughs) You want a one-on-one game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly got irritated because the two seemed to be getting along so well… She decided to leave them and head back home…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; Sure but at what stakes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; (serious tone)The one who loses leaves Holly alone and never to bother her again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; Okay… It’s a deal! Saturday, 3o’clock! (they shake hands)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21574016-114482527267360943?l=yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/feeds/114482527267360943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/04/soulmates-episode-3-next-day-holly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/114482527267360943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/114482527267360943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/04/soulmates-episode-3-next-day-holly.html' title=''/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08288378632034967922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21574016.post-114067753214903143</id><published>2006-02-22T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T02:27:00.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Soulmates" episode 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Holly rushed into the classroom and sat beside Jared causing a commotion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Who's that girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A guy:&lt;/span&gt; I dunno... I haven't seen her before... Maybe she's here to see you... You know how famous a basketball player you are! You're an all-time MVP, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(laughswith the guy) Maybe... (his interest was aroused...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt;What are you doing here? You've caused me enough trouble! My ex-girlfriend saw us doing the piggy-back ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; I'm here to entertain you while your boring class is making you sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; I don't need you... Just seeing my ex-girlfriend already entertains me so i don't need you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Hmpf! (pouting) Where's your ex-girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Paula:&lt;/span&gt; You lookin' for me? (she said with a stern voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Oh, hi! You must be Jared's ex-girlfriend... I'm Holly, Jared's soulmate... (shakes her hand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Paula:&lt;/span&gt; So you're the crazy girl running around town looking for your 'soulmate'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Nice to meet you... (and sits down beside Jared)&lt;br /&gt;Paula shot Holly than Jared a piercing look then walked away in anger... Jared knew he's busted! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lunch time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; So where do you want to eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Anywhere without you in it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; I know just the place...&lt;br /&gt;They went to a restaurant named "Anywhere without you in it..." Jared was shocked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; Where in the world did you find such a place... You're just new here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; I just just happened to pass by it when I was looking for you...&lt;br /&gt;While they were eating, JB entered and approached Holly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; Hey there, lovely lady! (acting like mr. suave)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Get away from me you freak!&lt;br /&gt;Jared was shocked with Holly's outburst. He never heard Holly talk like that no matter what situation she she's in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; ~she must really hate him~ (he thought)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; What's your problem? I want you and I know that you want me too! (then, he received Holly's famous cold, hard slap... Somehow Jared was amused)&lt;br /&gt;And believe it or not Holly cried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; Hey... Just stay away from her man...&lt;br /&gt;JB grabbed holly by the wrist and he ran as fast as he can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Where are you taking me?! (Trying to release herself from JB's grip...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; Somewhere where no one can see us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; And where is that? Hell? Let go of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; Oh? How did you know?&lt;br /&gt;Holly started screaming Jared's name...&lt;br /&gt;Before they could get far and disappear, Jared was able to hold onto the other hand of Holly. Jared pulled as JB did on opposite sides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Can you two stop pulling my arms ! You don't want to see me with no arms do you?&lt;br /&gt;Jared let go but JB didn't... JB started to pull Holly again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Hey! Why did you let go, you dum-dum!&lt;br /&gt;There was a post nearby so she hugged it with her free arm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JB:&lt;/span&gt; What the...?&lt;br /&gt;Jared laughed... loudly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Stop laughing and help me here! (Jared hurries to help Holly... The two began to pull again...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Oh... When will you learn?&lt;br /&gt;She pulled her arms and punched the two guys. Holly walked away with irritation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; Oh! I'm so beautiful! Two guys are actually fighting over me... (she said jokingly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21574016-114067753214903143?l=yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/feeds/114067753214903143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/02/soulmates-episode-2-next-day-holly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/114067753214903143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21574016/posts/default/114067753214903143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellowangelsnightmares.blogspot.com/2006/02/soulmates-episode-2-next-day-holly.html' title=''/><author><name>Speechless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08288378632034967922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21574016.post-113877716272713863</id><published>2006-01-31T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T22:45:14.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Soulmates"&lt;/span&gt; episode 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holly&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hi! I'm Holly-- Nice to meet you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(She was talking to a post practicing for... uhm... something.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jared&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So? Am I asking who you are? I don't give a damn about you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(He said that with a proud tone as he jogged away from Holly.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hi! I'm Holly-- Nice to meet you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(She said this while shaking Jared's hand.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(he stopped jogging and yanked his hand from Holly's. He didn't utter a single word and glared at Holly for a moment with irritation then continued to jog ignoring Holly. But she wasn't giving up. Instead, she follwed him.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;That was rude! Anyway, I'm Holly again and you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm Satan! Would you care to join me in hell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; (He said with irritation and sarcasm in his voice, then, continued to jog.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holly: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hi, Satan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(She said with a chirpy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; tone in her voice.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Is it okay if I come with you? Hell might be far and I might not get home early...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Jared was so pissed off he decided to shut Holly up by &lt;strong&gt;KISSING &lt;/strong&gt;her! Holly pushed away and quickly gave Jared a cold, hard slap. Jared only smirked at Holly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holly: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Why did you do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jared: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;you wouldn't stop acting like a crazy child so I thought you wanted to score with me! &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(shakes his head)&lt;/span&gt; And you even had the guts to slap me?! Go to hell! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(jogs away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holly: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Then go to hell with me! I told you I wanted to go there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Jared was so darned pissed off with Holly that he decided to grab Holly by the waist, and together, they jumped into the ocean... They felt their bodies crash into the water and sink into the deep ocean..Slowly, they began to float.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holly: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Is this hell? I thought it was far... &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(She said as a wide taunting smile swept wide across her face.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Jared gave up! He merely rolled his eyes and swam back out of the water. He left Holly without a word.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hey wait! Where are you going? i don't know how to swim! &lt;strong&gt;HELP!!! &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;But Jared just kept swimming ignoring Holly. When he turned around upon reaching the shore, he saw Holly slowly sinking...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jared:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;She really is drowning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(He dove back in as fast as he could.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holly: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Is this the way to hell? Ok, then I'll stop moving... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;And she did! When they got out of the water, Jared just left without saying a single word to Holly...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Aren't you gonna leave me alone? Why? Tell me! Seriously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holly:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Coz I think I'm dead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Just as I thought... You're crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I was just kidding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Oh you are? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(He said sarcastically.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well, actually, I'm looking for my soulmate...That's what I'm doing with the post... practicing what I'm gonna say when I meet him... and since you look like you're from this place, do you know anyone named Jared? That's what the fortune teller told me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jared:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So you must be the crazy girl who has been telling everyone around here that you are my soulmate... Don't you know that you caused my girlfriend to breakup with me?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Oh! So you're Jared! &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(hugs Jared tightly)&lt;/span&gt; And who's your girlfriend? I'd like to meet her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; What for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To warn her to stay away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; What?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because you might hurt her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And why would I do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because you have super magical powers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jared:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The fortune teller said you're my soulmate? &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(Holly nods.)&lt;/span&gt; Can't believe this! Since I have these so-called super magical powers, i might as well use them on you so that I won't have to end up with you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(He began to advance and acted like he was going to kill her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Uhm... okay! (&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;And she closed her eyes waiting for the hands to strangle her, she felt none. She opened her eyes and saw Jared was gone! Out of dight!)&lt;/span&gt; Hey, Jared! If you don't come out, I'm going to hell! &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(And she did! She jumped to the water again and screamed his name. But Jared didn't come to the rescue. So she decided to come out of the water by herself. She just faked drowning earlier. She ran and followed Jared. She jumped on his back.)&lt;/span&gt; GOT YA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jared:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hey! Get off me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(Jared tried to pull Holly away but Holly bit his ear.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Woohoo! Piggy-back ride!Weeee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jared:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Get off me! Get off me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... 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