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1. untoldstorys
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   February 9, 2011 6:45pm UTC
   Untold Story: Part 7
   I found Zack near the chips and brownies, no surprise, and showed him the text.
   “Well, I’m not really sure what you should do, maybe text them on my phone and ask who it is” he suggested.
   “Alright, but there’s just one problem, the number’s blocked” I retorted.
   “Oh… yea that could be a problem” he said, “I would just go downstairs and have fun, don’t think about it. We can sort it out when we get home.”
   “I guess I don’t really have any other choice” I said, and headed for the basement. Once I got downstairs, I went back to the foosball table where the game had just ended. I ran up to Gabe’s face and took a picture. The flash on my camera was blinding so Gabe’s face in the picture was all squished and squinty. I showed it to him and he laughed so hard it looked like he was going to pee in his pants.
   “Andrew, come here” someone called from the snack table.
   “Kay dude, I’ll be right there” I heard my brother shout across the room. I saw him walk across the room towards the kid who had called him, Ian, and I turned back to foosball, where another game was about to begin. The night was starting out to be very uneventful, so I walked over to Seamus, whose house it was and asked if I could turn the music up. He said it was fine so I wandered over to the radio and started to turn up the volume. Just as I did, I heard someone scream my name, “KATIE!" I turned up the volume and danced my way across the room to the beat of ‘DJ Got Us Falling In Love Again’.
   “Yeah?” I asked. It was Andrew, lying on the floor with Ian above him, about to punch him in the stomach. “IAN WHAT THE HECK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING!?” I screamed.
   He looked up at me and said, “He wouldn’t drink the punch, so I thought I’d give it to him myself.”
   Although it was a clever line, I proceeded to slap Ian across the face. He immediately got up off of Andrew but instead of walking away, he stomped towards me. “Don’t. Ever. Slap me. Again.” He bellowed. I backed up, ran to the middle of the room and started dancing with the rest of my friends, hoping Ian would loose me in the crowd of people. But then I remembered about Andrew, probably still in shock, and wondered if someone was helping him. I scanned the room for Gabe and found him back at the foosball table. Cautiously, I danced my way over to him and asked if he would come with me to see if Andrew was ok. He agreed since he was about two feet taller than me and much stronger. We walked over to the snack table and searched for Andrew, but he was nowhere in sight.
   
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2. untoldstorys
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   February 9, 2011 6:44pm UTC
   Untold Story: Part 6
   I wandered over towards the foosball table and remembered that I had my camera upstairs in my clutch. I figured I would want to take pictures so I went up to the first floor, back through the foyer and up the main stairs. There were about 5 down the long hallway upstairs. I didn’t know which one was the guest room, so I decided to check the one closest to the stairs. I opened the door and switched the light on finding a large queen size bed framed with two nightstands and a picture of Paris above the headboard. The bedspread was white and on top of it was a bunch of coats. I looked through the pile for mine, since I had tucked my clutch in the pocket. Rifling through the fabrics, I found black wool, mine, and checked the right pocket for my clutch, but it wasn’t there. I could have sworn I put it in the right pocket, but I checked the left one anyways. It wasn’t there either so I felt around the bed in case it had fallen out of the pocket since it didn’t fit all the way. Finally, I came across a silver sequin clutch with a giant bow, I found it!
   I opened the clasp and grabbed my camera, also checking my phone for any new messages; there were a few, so I decided to bring it downstairs. Carefully making my way down the stairs, I checked my new messages, I had one from my mom, wondering where we were, but it was from before the party. There were also two from my friend Jill, who was also at the party, so I ignored those. Lastly, there was one from an unknown number.
   Yours is the black Calvin Klein with the silver bow clutch right?
   I wasn’t quite sure weather I should respond to that or not, so I dashed down the rest of the steps, through the foyer and to the kitchen. I was sure I could find Zack where the food was.
   
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3. untoldstorys
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   February 7, 2011 9:41pm UTC
   Untold Story: Part 5
   It was Chris. Chris was my friend’s cousin and he had an obvious crush on me even though he was three years younger and kind of a creep. Our eyes met and he looked at me in a longing way, not perverted or creepy like usual, just longing. Just then, Shamus came over and asked if we wanted to head down to the basement where all of out other friends were. We agreed and followed him through the kitchen and living room to the basement. It was a huge room with foosball, air hockey, and a large plasma screen with a Wii and some other game systems. My feet were starting to hurt due to the 5 inch heals I was wearing, so since I noticed a lot of people without shoes, I slipped mine off and relaxed my feet on the beige carpet.
   Bekah and I meandered over to air hockey where two of our guy friends, Gabe and Peter were playing each other. “Wait, I see Tim, he’s playing Wii with Matt, please can we go over there!” Bekah whisper begged.
   “I’m not stopping you, but I want to stay here, see if Peter can beat Gabe.” I said jokingly half to Bekah, half to Peter and Gabe.
   “Fine, I’ll stay here until the match is over if you come with me to wherever he is” she again whispered in my ear.
   “Deal” I agreed, “Gabe, Peter; make this the longest air hockey game you have ever played.” After about 10 minutes Peter was winning 17-4 so I figured I could take a break and find Tim with Bekah. He had finished playing Wii and was now at the drink and snack table slurping on a coke. We wandered over casually and poured ourselves some punch.
   “Oh, hey Tim, what’s up? Enjoying the party?” I asked, trying to get him and Bekah started in a conversation.
   “Um, yea its fun, they have a really cool Wii game that’s not even released to the public yet” he started.
   I heard some cheering from the foosball table and took my chance, “Ooh, sounds like something happened at the foosball match, I’m going to go check it out, how about you tell Bekah about the game?” I said, pretending to be really interested in the game and only half talking to him.
   “Oh sure, yeah I guess so...” he said, a bit confused since I had just been very interested in what he was doing.
   “Your welcome” I whispered in Bekah’s ear as I passed her on my way to the foosball table. She just grinned at me in a ‘thank you’ kind of way, and turned back to Tim.
   
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4. untoldstorys
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   February 6, 2011 5:26pm UTC
   Untold Story: Part 4
   I bought a pair of zebra print pumps, and Bekah got black lace pumps with a flower on the top. We drove home and got ready for the party, listening to music and dancing around the room between curling strands of hair. I put my bangs up in a poof on top of my head and Bekah left hers out. By the time we had finished our makeup- I had a smoky eye with a hint of purple, and she had a purple smoky eye- and hair, It was almost 6 and the party started at 6:30. The party was roughly 20 minutes away and we didn't want to be late so we headed downstairs and put on our brand new shoes. I grabbed my nice coat, black wool Calvin Klein mid calf length button down. Bekah had a matching one in gray, which she took off a hanger in the closet and put on. We headed down the front steps with a strut, feeling gorgeous and confident. The engine growled at us as I stuck the keys in the ignition. My family and Bekah's family were going to meet us at the house. After driving for 15 minutes, we found the street we were supposed to be on and looked for number 1087. The street was wealthy, you could tell by all the big fancy houses and perfectly manicured trees. Finally, we found 1087. The driveway was full so we pulled up behind the only other car outside the driveway, a navy blue Corolla.
   We stepped out of the car and walked through the maze of cars in the driveway, towards the front door. I knocked on the door and Mrs. Fenton answered “Oh hello girls, your parents are already here, come on in.” We stepped inside to a grand foyer, complete with heated stone floors and two coat closets framing the door. Mrs. Fenton took our jackets and hung them in the closet, and led us to the kitchen. The kitchen, like the foyer, was very large and well designed. It was large with white cabinets and black granite counter tops. There was an island in the middle with four barstools, all occupied, and a stove. Bekah and I wandered towards the living room when someone caught my eye.
   
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5. untoldstorys
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   December 19, 2010 12:42pm UTC
   Untold Story: Part 3
   We went downstairs and I grabbed my brown Northface, wallet and keys. Bekah got her purple Northface and keys and we headed outside. A cold winter breeze smacked me in the face as I climbed down the front steps. Bekah unlocked her orange Mini Cooper and grabbed her wallet from the glove compartment, and then we hopped into my dark grey Altima.
   It was only 12:00 so the mall had just opened an hour ago and was still fairly empty. We headed for the nearest department store, Macy’s. We wandered over to the dress section and perused the dresses. Bekah and I each picked three dresses to try on. I had a purple strapless bandage wrap dress, a black and white sleeveless bubble dress, and a royal blue one that was tight at the torso and then flowed out at the hips. Bekah had a black scoop neck dress with short sleeves, a bandage dress that was a brighter purple than mine that had little short sleeves with a scoop neckline filled in with black lace, and a royal blue scoop neck elbow length sleeve tight mini dress. Then we headed to the dressing rooms. The first dress I tried on was the royal blue one, I didn’t quite like the way it fit me, so I stepped out of the dressing room and asked Bekah what she thought. She was wearing the black scoop neck one and she looked amazing.
   “Wow! That looks really good on you!” I exclaimed. I really did like it but she was skeptical. She also agreed that the dress I had on was not my best pick so we stepped back into our dressing rooms. Next I tried on the black and white sleeveless bubble dress. I really liked it but it wasn’t quite fancy enough for this party. I stood in front of the three panel mirror outside the dressing rooms and waited for Bekah. She came out in the bright purple bandage dress with lace on the neckline. I gasped. It was gorgeous on her!
   “Oh. My. Gosh. That is the dress you are getting I don’t care what the other one looks like on you.” She looked amazing in this dress and I wasn’t about to let her pass it up.
   “Okay, okay but can I at least try it on?” she asked laughing.
   “Fine, if you must” I retorted, “how do you like this?” I asked her spinning around in my bubble dress.
   “It’s nice, but I don’t know if it’s fancy enough...” she said in a questioning tone.
   “That’s what I thought, but maybe I can get it for another occasion?” I really liked the dress and I was hoping she wouldn’t think that it was a ridiculous idea to get two dresses.
   “I guess so, how much is it? If it’s over $100 then you should get it another time when you need it” Bekah was always thinking smart and that’s why I loved to bring her shopping with me, she always knew how to deal with my spending crises. It turned out that the dress was only $75 so I ended up getting it as well as the light purple bandage dress. Bekah got the purple bandage dress with the black lace and we headed to the nearest DSW.
   
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6. untoldstorys
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   December 13, 2010 5:10pm UTC
   Untold Story: Part 2
   After clearing the dishes, I headed upstairs to my room. Grabbing my white Samsung Fascinate, I texted my best friend Bekah:
   Me: hey u wanna come over?
   Bekah: sure b there in 10 minutes(:
   Me: kk cya then(:
   While I was waiting for her, I did some exercises from my 17 magazine and got dressed. I put on some yoga pants, a light pink T-shirt, and a light green hoodie from American Eagle. My shoulder length brown hair was straightened from the day before, so I pulled it into a half-updo and left my side bangs down. For makeup, I did my usual foundation and my usual neutral eyeshadow. To top it off, I applied a light coat of mascara, some black eyeliner and a pinch of rosy pink blush. Since Bekah still wasn't here, I pulled out my MacBookPro and checked my email. Nothing interesting. Finally, I heard the front door open, "I'm in my room!" I called. I heard footsteps on the stairs and my bedroom door opened.
   "Hey chickie!" Bekah always called people chickie. She was wearing a purple 'Love Pink' sweatshirt, skinny jeans and her tall floral purple Uggs. Her shoulder length blonde hair was down, and her sidebangs were pulled up into a poof. Purple and pink eyeshadow and sparkly black eyeliner surrounded her light blue eyes. "Where's the music?" she asked.
   I pulled up my itunes and played Fearless by Taylor Swift. Suddenly, I got a pop up on my computer, it was my calendar reminding me about the party we were going to tonight. "CRAP! I totally forgot! We have to get dresses!" It was a holiday party, being hosted by one of my mom's friends and it was formal so we had to wear fancy dresses.
   "Wait we have to wear dresses!?" Bekah apparently needed to go shopping too.
   "Yea, let's go to the mall, and get dresses and shoes" I suggested.
   
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7. untoldstorys
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   December 12, 2010 12:04am UTC
   Untold Story: Part 1
   Tripping on my new sweatpants from Pink, I half-ran up the stairs to my brothers’ room above the garage.
   “Zack, Andrew! Mom says come down for breakfast!” I shouted before I reached the top of the stairs. I heard some mumbling and figured they were still sleeping, so I crept up the last few stairs and tiptoed through the maze of dirty clothes, video game cases, and other junk to my older brother Zack’s bed. Counting to three in my head, I dived on top of his red flannel sheets screaming “WAKE UP!!!” Startled, Zack immediately bolted upright, almost hitting his head on the slanted ceiling.
   “Wha-what was that for!?” he said in a semi-angry, very tired tone. Zack was a senior in high school and he and I were like best friends in a brotherly, sisterly way. Sure, we had our fights, but we couldn’t stay mad at each other for longer than 24 hours.
   “Mom says breakfast is ready, we’re having chocolate chip pancakes!” I said with a smile, because I knew those were his favorite.
   “Well then we better get downstairs” He stated in a matter-of-fact way, “let’s wake up Andrew and Brian.” Crap! I had forgotten that Andrew’s friend Brian had slept over. Both of them were awake by now and they stared at me with tired eyes and blank expressions. Andrew was my twin and we got along okay, but not as well as me and Zack. So, that meant Brian was in my grade too and he had just watched me dive-bomb my older brother’s bed. Well that was embarrassing. I sat tangled in Zack’s sheets, my face bright red, waiting for something to happen. “So, who wants pancakes!?” Zack asked, saving my butt, like usual.
   Both Andrew and Brian got up and ran down the stairs, closely followed by me and Zack. We got downstairs and sat at the table, all excited for Saturday morning pancakes. “How did you sleep?” mom asked trying to make small talk. Nobody responded except my ten year old sister, Annie.
   “I had a weird dream” she said. Annie always had weird dreams and she was always telling us about them at the breakfast table. Today, her dream was about our mom’s nose turning purple, and every tissue she used turned purple too. I could tell today would be a weird day judging by my morning.
   
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