Kristen Out for The Runaways June 19, 2009

Sorry this took so long to do. i have had my exams. I am very happy with the results so far. I decided to finally sit down and write do here si Chapter 5
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“What do wewe think mother?” I asked her. Her opinion was very important to me.
    “Well, I think he is a very nice man, Esme. I think he could be perfect for you.”
    Perfect for me. How would she know who is perfect for me? “I don’t know mother. I don’t even really know him…”
    “You...

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
I put my arms behind my back and lifted up my mto to throw it at the blasted cardiopulmonary monitor. I was sick of hearing that annoying consistent beeping. It was driving me crazy. Edward, the spoilsport, swiftly pulled the mto out of my hands and put it neatly behind me again. I glared at him for ruining my chance of destruction. The mto might be soft but at the speed and strength I was going to throw it the monitor might not make it to the inayofuata room in one piece.
“I don’t think that the nice hospital equipment should be tortured,” Edward...