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So Write The Letters In Teary Ink (Another Eric Dill from The Click Five Fanfiction) Part 1

And for those of you that might be on The Click Five message boards, yes, I am ~*Stacy*~.

Created by AngelicMurderess on Sunday, January 22, 2006

I ran into my house.
"I'm late!" I complained. My long dark brown hair caught tiny bits of snow, my black peacoat was gripped in snow. My grey and black scarf was frosty. My jeans stuck to my legs but I didn't care. I ran up the stars into my door. I took of my peacoat, scarf, and my white hat revealing a white shirt.
I ran up some stairs into my room where my computer already had the The Click Five live chat running. I quickly typed in 'What happened?' and sent it. My hazel orbs watched the screen as many other members explained that they were still driving.
The Click Five was being 'Santa for a night', a contest where Joey was on his phone, telling us if they were close, and they gave the winner an autographed Greetings from Imrie House CD, a The Click Five shirt, and got to be in a video diary. There was other stuff that they said wasn't going to be mentioned, only the winner would find out what would be happening, when it was happening. The winner was randomly chosen from the forums, I, Andrea(not really my name, this isn't really me. It's a story, I do not know of an Andrea on the forums), am an active member on the forums.
A message from Joey on the chat flashed on the screen. It read 'We're there'.
The doorbell rang, screaming, I ran down the stairs to the door. I saw my neighbor, Roseanne and sighed in dissapointment.
"Andrea, could I have some flour? We are making a cake for Christmas tonight and I ran out of flour. The stores are closed early because it's Christmas Eve and I just didn't know who else to go to" the 50 year-old woman explained.
"Fine, let me get some. In fact, I'll just give you the flour so that in case you run out of flour, you don't have to come back for more" I said walking into the kitchen.
I came back with a bag of flour and handed it to her.
"Oh thank you" she said walking off the porch.
"Welcome"
I ran up to my room again. I sat at my computer chair and slowly typed in 'Not my house...' but a doorbell inturrupeted me sending it. "Mom! Can you get it?!" I yelled downstairs. I pressed the send button and sighed in dissapointment once again.
"HAH! Andrea! Come see the stupid carolers! They're not even in costume!" my mother said. I walked down the stairs slowly.
"I told you this was a bad idea" a familiar voice said. I looked in the doorway and saw four people, one guitar, and my celebrity crush, Eric.
Eric began to play, Joey held the video diary, and the rest continued to sing.
"Andrea's cold and she's cruel
But she knows what she's doin'
She pushed me in the pool
At our last school reunion
She laughs at my dreams
But I dream about her laughter
Strange as it seems
She's the one I'm after
[Chorus:]
Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep comin' back for more
She's just the girl I'm lookin' for
She can't keep a secret
For more than an hour
She runs on 100 proof attitude power
And the more she ignores me
The more I adore her
What can I do?
I'd do anything for her
Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep comin' back for more
She's just the girl I'm lookin' for
And when she sees it's me
On her caller ID
She won't pick up the phone
She'd rather be alone
But I can't give up just yet
Cause every word she's ever said
Is still ringin' in my head
Still ringin' in my head
She's cold and she's cruel
But she knows what she's doin'
Knows just what to say
So my whole day is ruined
Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep comin' back for more
Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep comin' back for more
Oh, I keep comin' back for more
She's just the girl I'm lookin' for
Just the girl I'm lookin' for
I'm lookin' for
I'm lookin' for
I'm lookin' for
Just the girl I'm lookin' for"
My eyes widened.
"One minute..." I finally said running up the stairs. I looked at the chatroom and typed 'THEY'RE HERE! THEY'RE AT MY HOUSE!' and sent it.
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