Oh. My. Gods. - Weebly
Oh. My. Gods. - Weebly Oh. My. Gods. - Weebly
PrincessCesca: you’re talking to someone else, aren’t you? LostPhoebe: of course not LostPhoebe: you’re not talking either LostPhoebe: I could have hurt myself falling NaughtyNic: but you didn’t NaughtyNic: it all worked out in the end LostPhoebe: how would you know? NaughtyNic: I saw him carry you home PrincessCesca: if you’re going to ignore me I’m leaving LostPhoebe: don’t go PrincessCesca: then tell me who you’re talking to LostPhoebe: a friend from school LostPhoebe: she has a question about homework I feel horrible lying to Cesca, but it’s easier than answering questions. Most of them aren’t even questions I’m allowed to answer. LostPhoebe: him carrying me home doesn’t mean anything NaughtyNic: what happened? LostPhoebe: he almost kissed me NaughtyNic: oh my gods! NaughtyNic: why didn’t he? LostPhoebe: Stella interrupted PrincessCesca: Phoebe? 164
NaughtyNic: did she freak out? LostPhoebe: no, she doesn’t know it was about to happen PrincessCesca: hello??? LostPhoebe: hold on a sec PrincessCesca: fine NaughtyNic: see!!! it all worked out in the end NaughtyNic: I zapped you for a good cause LostPhoebe: I don’t care if he wound up groveling at my feet LostPhoebe: that’s no excuse to use your supernatural powers on me! Blink, blink, blink. NaughtyNic: are you there? Blink, blink, blink. NaughtyNic: Phoebe? I glance back and forth at the two IM windows. Back and forth. Cesca and Nicole. L.A. and Serfopoula. My heart starts racing. PrincessCesca: supernatural powers? 165
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NaughtyNic: did she freak out?<br />
LostPhoebe: no, she doesn’t know it was about to happen<br />
PrincessCesca: hello???<br />
LostPhoebe: hold on a sec<br />
PrincessCesca: fine<br />
NaughtyNic: see!!! it all worked out in the end<br />
NaughtyNic: I zapped you for a good cause<br />
LostPhoebe: I don’t care if he wound up groveling at my feet<br />
LostPhoebe: that’s no excuse to use your supernatural powers<br />
on me!<br />
Blink, blink, blink.<br />
NaughtyNic: are you there?<br />
Blink, blink, blink.<br />
NaughtyNic: Phoebe?<br />
I glance back and forth at the two IM windows. Back and forth.<br />
Cesca and Nicole. L.A. and Serfopoula.<br />
<strong>My</strong> heart starts racing.<br />
PrincessCesca: supernatural powers?<br />
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