Either go to the dance by yourself or don’t go at all. I really don’t care.” With those words, he hung up the phone. This sucked a ton of shit. ...Here was a big dance at my school, all my friends and their boyfriends were going to be there and my boyfriend refused to go. Life is just not fair. A few minutes later, I sent him a text message that read, “if you’re not going to take me to the dance, I’ll go by myself.” He didn’t reply. The next day, my parents gave me money to buy my dress. I was. 11 foot tall blonde hair and blue eyes kinda like the guys hitler was getting for his army any ways let me describe me i am 5.8 foot tall slim brown hair with blonde highlights and i foot want to boast but the biggest breasts in my year (thanks to my mum because she has large breasts too)As we sat there we started talking about where if came from what if liked to do stuff like that then the this topic came upI asked him what type me girls that he liked and he replyed "well i dont know i guess. I'll find him if it's the last thing I do," said Adam grimly.Just when the boys thought they had settled on the trail and were going to close the distance between themselves and David, the other boy did something else to through off their pursuit.By the time midday arrived they were hungry and no closer to their quarry. It had taken them hours to figure out how David had used the stream and only some excellent guesswork by Ben had figured out how David must have used the rock to cover his. I looked and nodded before I stood, “you pay the expenses and my fee?”He nodded and I headed for the door, “tell your pilot we leave in an hour or as soon as I get there.”First was a stop in a hunting supply store where I bought three short rifles with a brick of ammo which was a five hundred rounds. I bought three long barreled triangle shaped pistols that fired the same ten centimeter ammo. I bought long bush knives and a five meter float sled that was two meters wide.I also bought rope, ever.