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       I swear!! Joe's voice in the phone was insistent. They were going on a fieldtrip today, and he had some interesting information about the busdriver.
     He's some old poser that wants the kids thinking he's all that! He took a shivering breath and whispered: He leaves the keys in the bus' ignition! 
     Hmmm...... Marco just got a great idea! Taking the schoolbus on a joyride, that couldn't possibly go wrong!

     Flees jumping on his hiney, Marco still sat down and played a game of chess with his dad when asked. It was a real pain going up against the genious, but he'd gotten pretty good at it. Even if it was a bit boring at times. Especially when he for once was looking forward to school.
     It was nice of you teaching your sister some sim- fu. His dads deep voice penetrated his thought about all the neat stuff he could do with a bus!
    It was unfamiliar beeing called nice.

      And I'm surprised she took to it so fast. I honestly expected her to quit before she even started. Dad was obviously not going to stop talking about it. As long as he didn't assume Marco would share his feelings it was okay.
     Ofcourse, his dad continued. He just never stopped talking did he? That doesn't mean everything you think about is a good idea. Innocenty he put his hand up, and said: Like stealing a bus for instance. That would be a pretty bad idea. Dad moved a piece on the board.

     What the.... How the hell did he know that!? Joe had whispered it... on the phone... and dad hadn't even been there. Had he just read his mind or something? That would atleast explain why it was impossible to beat him at chess....
     No, Marco decided. It was impossible to read anyones mind. It was a coincidence, it had to be.

     Pressing himself next to his sister at the bus, Marco dissapointedly stared at the busdriver. A part of him still wanting to get the keys.

Look at that dumbarse! It would have been so easy, Damned dad.....

     Successfully ruining his sons stupid plans, Gard decided to play with the eightball. He'd been able to read his sons mind, without any problems. Not that he usually did, but he'd looked so mischicivious he'd been certain the boy was up to something.
     His vampiric powers got stronger the older he go, but that didn't mean he used them more then he had to. Because then he only wanted to use them even more.
     Shaking the eightball he asked a funny question, thinking the answer would be obvious: "Should I become a supernatural?" 
    

    "No"

     Stupid ball.....

     As her husband entertained himself with the wisdom of a toy, Ivas culinary genious once again showed itself. Plasmafruit pancakes, yum! And the plasmafruit looked so beautiful, with it's pretty colouring and nice glow. Glowing fruit was probably not radioative, and just good for you!

   

     That's enough experimenting in the kitchen for this time. Stupid plasmafruit.....

     After tormenting himself with the eightball, Gard calmed himself by reading a book. It was one of Ivas bestsellers, a romantic novel in a modern- day setting. It was really good and moving... Not that he'd tell anyone that he read those type of books, but what others don't know doesn't hurt them.

     It was such a good book that it was impossible to put it down.

     The kids had been pretty content lately, so Gard and Iva had been able to enjoy the company of other adults. The city had finally gotten a bowlingalley, and Gard was really good at it, scoring strike after strike.
     He had told the others the big secret was visualizing. He didn't tell them that he visualized the bowlingball beeing the head of his daughter current, and future boyfriends, and the pins beeing Lukas. But it worked!

     Choosing a more artistic approach, Iva also excelled in the art of bowling.

      Swearing to take revenge on the bowling alley, and finally realizing why most places forced people to use rented shoes, Iva looked up on those bloody pins

      SCORE!!!!! she hollered loudly, leaving her brother pretending he didn't know her. It was okay, as she was playing against his wife Elsie anyway.

     Yeah, yeah, yeah.... Marek dryly said clapping his hands ironically. One would think a professional athlete and armypeople should be able to beat a writer and a gardener!

     Stuffing four adults into a BMW wasn't a problem though.

     See, Gard turned to his wife. My cars backseat is a lot bigger than yours...
     Iva didn't care, she loved her tiny citycar. And if the backseat was as big as Gard claimed it was, why didn't they use it for something more fun than sitting? Men were so boring.
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     It wasn't just her parents that had discovered the bowling place.
     Oriana and Selim had been spending a lot of time together lately. She liked spending time with him, and pretty much everyone at school left her alone now! Ofcourse they didn't talk to her either, but it was far better than the alternative.
     As long as she still had her friends, it was all good. And Selim was fun spending time with, and not just because he was pretty! Okay, so it was a bit because he was pretty....

     Bowling was a lot more difficult than it looked like, and the ball weighed like a ton! Sim- fu hadn't given her a better throwing arm, but atleast Orianas new legmuscles stopped her from directly tipping over... this time...  

     Oriana didn't really care that she barely could hit the pins, as she had invited Selim out with something different in mind. She'd tried flirting with him before, but he tended to run away after a while.

     She didn't give him the opportunity to run from her this time though.

     She kept his hand in hers, to keep him from leaving and asked if he wanted to go steady. And he did! It was so cool, and Selim was a lot nicer than Jonny and way prettier. It would probably go well this time around! To bad he was so busy, because they wouldn't be able to see eacother very often.
   

      Selim was awefully shy, and looked like he wanted to run away everytime she touched him. Maybe she scared him a bit, or maybe she grossed him out? He was a lot prettier than she was after all. Is wasn't really common that the guy was prettier than the girl was it?

      Pointing up at the sky, Oriana said: Why are there never any stars in the sky when you want to look at them? It's not really romantic pointing up at the sky and say; over there is lamppost, and look; there's a brick and there's another brick!
      Atleast it made Selim laugh, laughing was good! 

  

     
     Oriana didn't just hang out with Selim ofcourse, but also with others. Like Vera, who claimed she'd gotten a makeover from a magic mirror. That was just stupid, but she looked nice and grown up. It really wasn't long until they aged up now, and Oriana was feeling nervous about it.
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     Marco used the time to get to know mister Evilgnome better. The gnome started it!!!

     And to get some new friends, like Khalia

      Khalia was friendly....

     And shockingly inventive!!

          He also reconnected with some old friends, like Niki

     The poor photobooth would probably need years of therapy after Marcos rampage.

 

     unlike Niki that was.

     He also ran into Sunnivas younger sister, Linn. She had grown up and really lost the boyish look. She seemed a bit shy, but Marco knew just how to pick that off her.

     Linn was friendly too.... though Marco didn't sleep with her. She was a nice girl after all.

     The two teens weren't exactely trying to hide themselves, and several people could see their little romance. Lukas had trained the boy well, and he felt very proud of himself. The kid was like the son he never had! Ofcourse, if Marco got anywhere near his own daughter, he'd put the boy in an early grave.

      He was still proud though. His legacy of womanizing would continue!!

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     Even if girls took up a large part of his brain, Marco also had other things on his mind. As long as the option for something fast was present, he was there. 

     Rye and Joe waited their turn on the ramp, even if Marco had claimed it was possible for all three of them to snowboard at the same time. It was obvious to both of them, that their friend didn't have enough height or speed to make the trick he was attempting to.

     Neck....

     Arse....

     Neck...

     No, arse.....

     I'm fucking telling you, you dick. He's going to fucking break his fucking neck! Joe said to Rye, picking on his thumb. He was pretty sure there was a maggot in there somewhere, and it shouldn't be living inside his thumb! It could go live in Ryes cap!!
     And I'm fucking telling you, he's going to fucking fall on his arse! He's not going to break anything! Rye ignored Joes thumb- picking, as he didn't listen to him. Joe was a crazy bastard anyway.

Turned out both of his friends were wrong.

      He fell on his back and had to limp like an old man to his car. There's a first time for anything. But he still was a lucky bastard for not breaking anything.

      As usual Marco wasn't keeping the speedlimit. Both him and Joe kept staring on Rye more than the road.
     The two of them rarely ever met cap- boy any more, as it seemed he was avoiding Marco. The few times they they did meet, he barely talked with them and kept avoiding Marcos gaze. Rye always had a bit of low self esteem and often avoided eye contact. But Marco wasn't a chick, he was his best mate!!  

     What the fuck!! Marco yelled as he  was forced to cut the curve. Some piece of shit cabdriver nearly caused an accident. He couldn't just cross into the other lane, the crazy arsed taxi driver! Where the hell were the police then?
     And just to pick up that jerkoff dumb piece of shit that stood by the sign. The guy was wearing a pointy witches hat! Probably some nerd going to the newest geek- movie. Marco didn't like nerds, they really pissed him off! Guy nerds that was, girl nerds were fine, very fine....

     He found a space for his beloved car, but the sound of screeching brakes made him turn. That crazy driver nearly hit another cab! Marco kind of hoped for a carcrash, but they managed to stop barely bumping into eachother.
     The drivers just rolled down the windows, yelled at eacother and drove on. Crazy bastards! Just the thought of anyone denting his own car...  

     Marco heard Joe coming up behind. The way he walked and the sound of him picking his thumb was easily recognized.    
     Without turning around, he said: There's nothing wrong with your thumb. It's just your mind playing tricks on you. Whatever fancy new meds they were pushing on the kid, they sure didn't make him any better.

     Marco turned around: Rye, you coming? He'd been standing on the same spot for a while. What was up with him lately? It couldn't be Joe scaring him, he'd acted weirder than that before.
     But Rye just stood there, shuffling his feet in the snow, looking like he was on his way to his execution. The diner wasn't that bad!      .

     Eventually coming closer, Rye dragged his feet after him leaving deep marks in the snow. Finally catching up to them, he looked down at his feet, pulling at his jacket.  
     What the bloody hell is up with you lately? Marco was as subtle as a cabdriver. Why are you avoiding me?
     Rye looked like he froze solid for a moment, before finally answering: I'm not. Let's just go inside...
     What the hell?

      Atleast Joe still wanted to hang out. Craz or not, he was still a better friend than cap- boy.

     Though it kind of sucked that he was better than Marco in a lot of things. Atleast he was stronger than him, so Marco had decided to call Joe "chicken- legs". Which meant that he started calling Marco "gorilla". He did not look like a gorilla.

     Joe and him couldn't spent every single hour of the day together. On one of those times, Marco bumped into Ally. She'd earned quite some nasty nicknames, but he didn't care if she deserved them or not. She did however know a lot about what was going on around school.  
     Marco showed his skills with subtilty: You know what's going on with Rye?

     Allys cold smirk was a good match to her deep alt: Maybe he has some secrets... why? She was clearly entertained.
     Because I'd like to know. Marco answered. What a stupid question.
     A lot of kids didn't understand why she hung around Sunniva and Christine, as she was capable of terrorizing the school on her own. Marco got if ofcourse, and didn't understand how others couldn't.
     Sunniva was rich, Ally was poor. She was new in town, and turned to the other two since she herself were an easy target for bullies. Attack befor she got attacked so to speak. So obvious!

     She made a fake attempt at sounding surprised. Oh my! Are you really telling me you don't know?
     Marco was one of the few kids in school that wasn't afraid of her, and rolled his eyes at her at the fake attempt.
     Once again, he showed his subtle nature: Stop playing stupid games, either tell me or don't.
     As Ally paused, he just turned around. He could always jump Rye and nag him until cap- boy spilled it. He was good at nagging people.
     Marco, wait!!

      I wanted to tell you, but Sunniva told me not to, Ally said. Bullshit from one end to the other. Sunniva had wanted him to know, and goth- girl was more than happy to share the information. She'd probably tried finding the perfect opportunity for ages: Sunniva and Rye are dating. I'm really sorry.... No she wasn't....        Rye was fucking dating his ex? What kind of friend did that?

     Ally put her shaking hands on his shoulders, stroking them down his back. Nearly whispering she said: I'd love you make you feel better. 
     Atleast she was honest about some things. Who was he to say no anyway? Ally was hot!
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I used some pre- error 12 pics in this. I was to lazy to take new... again....  And Lukas reaction actually happened as Marco and Linn kissed. I just couldn't get a good picture of it, as the angles was pretty bad.
SP put Rye and Sunniva together. I just love when SP workes better than me :)

Oriana and Selim have been out together severeal times, but he always ends up running away. I almost feel a bit sorry for the guy.

Thanks for reading.