lol thanks...

Thanks Beth, I am so glad someone cares! I am just gald I knoww someone's reading it, you know you'll be the first one to read it all the way through besides [well we did write lmao!]... Well i just got done with the ACT whippy-doo for me that was sooo fun... Seeing as all the fun I've had failing the ACT I decided to do something fun... and that is blog posting for you. I know really messed up reward system there but I just don't care today... sooo here we go...
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“Ow!” Izzy said loudly under her breath. She studied her broken nail with a look of disconcerted despair. She shuffled through her makeup bag conveniently sitting on her side table for her manicure kit.
“Aw, did the poor little princess break a nail?” Aly said with mock concern. She was reading a thick leather bound book labeled The Taming of the Shrew. Izzy cut off the broken nail with her clippers and started filing it smooth.
“Well, when you live in a top-secret hell-hole it’s kind of hard to get a proper manicure whenever I want. But of course you wouldn’t understand, now would you?”
“What are you getting at?” Aly asked suspiciously.
“Your nails look like daggers. I doubt you even care about any aspect of what you look like. No, actually, I’m sure you don’t care. Just looking at your outfit is enough to tell me that,” Izzy said standing up.
“Why don’t you just leave this hell-hole? You’d be doing us all a huge favor,” Aly glowered. The other three Morrigans blinked back at Izzy without a sound.
“I can’t even believe I’m even related to you people. There must have been some switch at birth,” Izzy said wrinkling her nose and giving the girls a defiant stare. She turned and started to walk out the door.
“Hey, sis, Medusa wants her withering glare back,” Aly said scornfully to her back.
“Hold on. I’m on the phone with What Not to Wear. They want the clothes they threw in the dumpster back,” Izzy snapped turning around and making a phone with her hands and holding it up to her ear.
“I’ll be sure to point them in the direction of your closet.”
“Stay far away from me and my stuff. The sooner I can get out of this place, the better,” Izzy glowered.
“But… we’re your sisters,” Aly said sweetly, smiling and batting her eyelashes.
“As far as I’m concerned, you don’t exist. Let’s keep it that way, shall we? Just leave. Me. Alone,” Izzy enunciate before turning on her heels and rushing out of the room, slamming the door behind her so the noise echoed through the halls.
“She’s just having a rough time adjusting,” Sophie said quietly as they all stared at the door.
“Whatever, Soph. Don’t make excuses for her. She hates us and we hate her. End of story,” Aly said insolently. She opened her book and glared at the pages.
“Well at least we know one thing,” Lucy said meekly.
“What’s that?” Alex asked. They all listened, for they were all curious about what the youngest had gotten from that spat.
“With an exit like that, she’s most definitely related to Aly,” she finished. earning Aly’s pillow chucked at her head. Smiling wickedly, Lucy dodged the ammo, but as soon as Lucy thought she was out of harms way of the first pillow, a second and unseen pillow came hurtling at her face to fast to dodge, knocking her flat on her bed.
“And with a dodge like that Lucy, we know you really are related to Sophie” Aly said sweetly. Lucy stiffed a giggle and Alex covered her small smile with a hand, while Sophie looked thoughtful.
“So we have evidence that Aly and Izzy are related and Lucy and I are related. But where do you fit in Alex?” asked Sophie
“I can only hope our last name is a coincidence and I’ am no truly related to you freaks” Said Alex in her quiet voice, they all laughed
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just a little something Izzy wrote that I added to.

**just a note something like this did actully happen**

lol enjoy!

Aly M.

P.S
Hey beth I son't have your email so use the one on the profile and email me so I have it and then we can talk k?