02-19-2009, 03:12 AM
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YOU MIGHT NOT FEEL IT NOW
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"Sweet." If they were to manage that, she really could be a rock star like she claimed she was already. Of course, she also claimed to be a superhero. Her enthusiasm showed in her voice; lately, she had given up hiding and showed herself to the world with more ease. This wasn't necessarily a good sign, it was simply her natural course of development from a girl-child to a woman. "Know anyone who plays anything? 'Cause I don't." Friends were virtually nonexistent. It was something the girl had brought on herself, and for that reason she refused to regret it. It wasn't a big deal anyway, she had her Zekie, and despite the distance forced between the two as they'd aged from children, in her mind that was still good enough.