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from: The Engineer and the Time Lady
She grabbed the phaser and then set it to stun and put it
on wide beam.
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from: Reverse Map Game 2019
British-Scandinavian North America
The population of the Northwestern Territories increases
as a large numbers of settlers brave the freezing waste.
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from: Dragons: Changes in the Archipelago
But why
was it on an island beyond the Archipelago? He wasn’t sure why, unless the
Empire was hunting Dragons… He heard something behind him. He turned and saw
that Hiccup and Astrid had arrived.
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35
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from: Daria - Brittany
“That’s certainly a plus.”
The teacher, Claire Defoe came over to look at their
work. “I see you’ve improved, Brittany.”
“Thanks,” Brittany said. She may have got perspective
right, but it seemed she lacked the patience to get the other aspects of
drawing right. The landscape didn’t seem right.
“The chiaroscuro has improved, but it still needs work,”
Defoe added. She moved to Daria. “Yours is about the same.”
“The glasses don’t help with the depth of field vision,”
Daria admitted. “I’m more of a writer than an artist.”
“Both of you are still good. A little basic, perhaps, but
good.”
“Thanks,” Daria said, feeling encouraged. “Still, I would
leave it to others to do the illustrations.”
“Not everyone is suited for that,” Defoe said.
“So, about the party,” Brittany asked again, once Defoe
had moved on.
“You’re inviting Andrea too?”
Brittany smirked. “She comes to all my parties, and I go
to hers, when she holds them. I also need someone to help set up. Kevin is
useless in that regard.”
Daria sighed. “I’ll come.”
After school, Donna and Brittany arrived at the
Morgendorffer’s house. Brittany rang the doorbell. “Daria has mentioned she’s a
writer,” Donna said. “But she hasn’t really said anything about what she writes
about.”
“She’ll share if she wants to share,” Brittany said.
The door was then opened by a middle aged man. “Quinn!
Your friends are here!” he called out.
“Actually, we’re Daria’s friends,” Brittany corrected.
“Really?” he asked.
“Yes,” Donna said.
“Daria! Your friends are here,” Mr. Morgendorffer called
out. “She’ll be right down,” he added as he held the door open.
“Daria’s friends?” Quinn said as she came down the
stairs. “How did Daria become friends with cheerleaders?”
“I suppose she didn’t tell you,” Brittany said. Something
about Quinn’s tone had gotten on her nerves.
“She doesn’t tell me anything! I’m certainly not her
beeper!”
“What?” Donna asked, confused.
“They are my friends, Quinn,” Daria said from the top of
the stairs in a tone that brooked no argument.
Nervous, their father went back to watching the TV on one
of the nearby lounges. “OK,” he said.
Daria and Quinn passed each other on the stairs as the
latter went back up, giving her sister a thoughtful look.
“Let’s go to the kitchen,” Daria said.
“Good idea,” Brittany said.
Quinn wasn’t sure what to make of what just happened. Daria
was up to something. She was sure of it. ‘Maybe those cheerleaders aren’t the
usual cheerleaders,’ she thought.
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Total: 487
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