Monday, April 19, 2010

Natasha, happy birthday!

Natasha, the vice principal of the school was furious about the gang related things going on in school and mummer to herself "I must annihilate both the GuanYinMa and DragonClaw gang." lifting an eyebrown up upon finishing her sentence.
She walks out of her office, stomping vigorously with her $5.90 slippers, she marched towards the canteen in search for the gangs. Her red glossy lips, alike to Angelina Jolie was seductive and alluring, resulting in Mr Dumb's erection and pre-cum. Natasha was proud of that.
Natasha impeccable facial feature made her shine through the gloomy dark clouds that surrounded the school, she is a resemblance of an angel.
Upon stepping into the canteen, Ms Natasha's bra snapped loose, she was panic-stricken. She feared that people might caught her deficits cause she stacked twelve pads into her bra, making her breast looks endowed when it's actually minus A cup.
Sweat beads were formed on her forehead, dripping furiously and her $0.95 lipstick started to melt. Yes I'm being exaggerating.
Her level of panic roses with time, so she ran towards the toilet paper roll, peeled off a hefty amount and crushed them into balls and snuffed it into her minus A breast. Her confidence regains as her breast looked like melons.
A sharp laughter was heard, it came from the corner. Ms Natasha turned promptly towards the direction and spotted Yi Li Neh, the head of DragonClaws. Behind Yi Li Neh was all the members of DragonClaws.
Another hysterical laughter pierced through Ms Natasha's ear, she turned hastily towards the direction and saw Stephanie, with all the members of GuanYinMa.
"Ahhhhh! They must have seen it all! I'm dead, how am I going to face them?!" Ms Natasha hissed out with her eye browns frowning now. >:(
Then came a velvety sound, " Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to Ms Natasha, happy birthday to you~" It was surprisingly from the two gangs she hated deep down her bone!
"What do you think of this Ms Natasha? Are you touched?" a deep strong voice tunneled from the back of Ms Natasha. It was the school's principal, Mr Low. Standing 5.5ft, with muscular arms, dark brown eyes on his impeccable facial feature and his combed hair makes him looked even perfect. So delicious ahhhhh. HAHAHA!
Ms Natasha was dumbfounded and astonished by this sudden dramatize act. " I..I.. am loss for words" She jumps in joy and balls of tissues came dropping down her Gucci top. She was really loss for words then and all eyes around her were startled by the balls of tissues.
"No wonder the tissue depleted so fast la, I always shit then cannot find tissue to wipe my man's hole!" Shadi grumbled. "So Ms Natasha is as flat as Zhihuay, cause Zhihuay only got one breast ma, then look like the other flat one, hahaha!" Selina laughed in joy!
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Stop it you imbeciles! I am going to expel you all one by one! What GuanYinMa and DragonClaws, such corny name and you guys are still so proud of it?! I will expel expel expel all of you!" Natasha shouted, agonized.
Laughter came flooding the whole of the canteen, the entire students of BLSS came down and witness the shame of Ms Natasha's. Natasha collapses into the pool of laughter, criticizes and embarrassments..
Then came a shaft of bright natural light, provoking her eyes. She was irritated by it, and so she opened her eyes and found out, she is still in her office. What happened was just a dream! But she sense angers, furiousness, breaths and a living thing in front of her. It was Mr Low.
"Ms Natasha! Why are you sleeping during lesson time?! I am going to expel you, expel expel expel you!"

Hahaha, sorry for the lack of updates but since it's Natasha's birthday and I got nothing to do while waiting for Phoebe and Ahbin, so I decided to write a short story and give it to Natasha as a "present"! Hehehe. Oh ya, all the good things I write about Natasha are only limited to this story only, HAHA OWN. Since its her birthday, so must write good things about her ma ^^
Bye!

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