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COLD HARD MATH ** You had me in tears with laughter. Shiloh is a complete character. Thanks

# 1441 | Passing Through | # 1450 | Passing Through | ————————————————–Hey PT, its AWESOME. I loved it, great job. I can’t wait for the next update

# 1446 | COLD HARD MATH | - CHM, another awesome update again, Shiloh is really a character, that child is really something, it was neat the way you have all the kids together. Poor AJ I am surprised that he got into a fight he seems so quiet, but then again if someone was talking about my mom I would smacked them too. I can’t wait for the next update

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~DISCLAIMER- Everything in this story is untrue and all made up in the beautiful and dramatic mind of me, Krissy~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"Uh…Vincy?" Jen asked. Vince jolted and looked up at Jen. He was brought out of his hypnosis and was now fixated on the multi-colored body behind him."Yeah?""Are you going to stand there all day or are you going to jump in?" Jen asked slowly, carefull not to talk to fast or she would lose him completely."I’m scared. I’m just too scared!" Vince almost yelled."Why are you scared?" Jen asked with disgust in her voice."I’m scared that Brad and Angie will be in there and take me to the bottom and drown me! I had a dream about it! I had a dream about it and they all laughed at me!" Vince yelled. "They will kill me Jen! Maybe if you hadn’t tried to get back at them, they wouldn’t be tormenting me!"Again, Vince had found some dumbass remark to put Jen in such an akward state of disbelief that this was the man she was dating and couldn’t get rid of. This needed to change. "Vince! Why do you say such annoying and stupid things? Why do you think Brad and Angie would be down there? They’re probably having such a good time laughing at us right now! Why would they want to kill you or me? They would rather keep us around so they can make us look like dumbasses!" It was hard to say, yet it was true and Jen was finally becoming smart and realizing it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Fighting EventuallyComes To An End~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Jen was now standing up and yelling in Vince’s face. All the anger from Brad and Angie, her dumb fans, JustJared, Vince, Vince’s annoying whines, Vince’s annoying voice, Vince’s annoying actions, the fact that Vince wouldn’t go away and the fact that Jen couldn’t make him go away.Vince was now terrified. Jen had never yelled at him like this before. Vince was now walking back on the diving board, away from Jen and her angry shouts and evil eyes. "…and why, why do you have to be such an idiot?! You make me sick and i have wanted nothing but you to see that i don’t love you, I HATE YOU!!! You are not Brad and i want BRAD!!!" Jen had now pushed Vince into the pool. She leaned down, dangling from the head of the board and grabbed him by the hair. She was shaking him, pushing him in and out of the water screaming "I hate you! I hate you!".Finally, Jen stopped. She was crying now. She cupped her distorted face with her badly bruised hands and wept."I’m sorry baby! I’m sorry! I just had so much anger. I don’t hate you! You are the only person that equals up to me. In the attractive department and the intelligence. I love you Vincy! I love you!!" Jen uncupped her face and now looked down into the pool."Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Oh my God!!! Oh my God!!! Oh my God!!!" Jen was screaming. On the inside and out.

oh lordy lordy….the chin is in big trouble….she killed vv….she must go to jail so that the call girls can visit and rough her again….lolthanks krissy and goodnight!!CHM….shiloh is a mouthy girl….she’s a big T among the kids….i hope she’s not going to be like blohan or parasite paris….PT….i sent you my list of potential X’s men….

Its about time Krissy Girl lol, and the wait was worth it, it was great, can’t wait for the next update

Can someone explain to me why we bother to write fanfiction about Jennifer and Vince when you could’ve spend the time writing about Brangelina. I just don’t get it,we need to let Vaghniston go to their obscure place.

Krissy, A new fic?! Passing Through, I see you updated too! I have a LOT to catch up on!Thanks Guys. Glad you liked the latest update!And jjoy, Don’t worry. Shiloh will NEVER be another Paris or Lindsay!Now, let me start reading……….

COLD HARD MATHi’m loving these hollywood kids! and damn that apple martin for cheating on madd! who the hell does she think she is? her mother? your stories just get better and better. keep them coming!Passing ThroughROTFLMAOPIMP! i can’t stop my eyes from leaking. i love the godless circle, and that’s not a typo. i can’t control my laughter and it’s all because of you!

PT-(((((((((my master oh master)))), I laughed until tears come out of my eyes, I really enjoyed these diary series. If only her real life is that interesting….;)Krissy: my dear Krissy, you’ve got Vince killed…..oh, my detective sense is jumping all over the place….please continue, I really like the story lines.

((((((((((((Fanfic Alert)))))))disclaimer like other chapters…not true, fiction…blah blahChapter 5, part 3The JoustLady Angelina wiggled on the hard seat to avoid the rolls of cloth Alexandra had crafted to pad her skirt, her breast were beginning to hurt from being bound so tightly and the wig gave her an urge to scratch at her head. The midday sun beat down on her tender skin, she licked the sweat from her upper lip only to get a mouthful of the soot she used to darken her upper lip to resemble a shadow of a mustache.Most of the challengers had already fled, remaining were those Lords and Knights, whose stubbornness and reluctant to forfeit their honor to rumors of cowardice. They clustered at one end of the joust, making half-hearted gesture toward donning their armor. They were hoping that Lord Croft cancel the joust, this will ease everyone pride.A parade of curious villagers, peasants, children and servants emerged gathers at the spectator stand, their shrilled laughter was echoed by the more subtle giggles of the ladies seated with Lady Angelina, most of them are her cousins and friends, oh how they knew her so well.Baroness Rica Dupree of Normandy entered the private spectator area, gasped when she saw Lady Angie’s vision, Lady AG saw the exchange quickly she hurried toward the Baroness, intercepted her before the scheme exposed for all to see. Baroness Rica is Lady Angelina’s aunt, although she is only 10 years older, she is wises beyond her years, taking care of her dying sister’s and after her sister passed away, her sister’s children were her main responsibility, but since her marriage to Baron Dupree, her trip home is rare. The last time she was home was for Lady Angelina’s sweet 16 Birthday, that was almost 5 years ago, many things have change since then…She almost fainted when she saw her favorite niece appearance and by the look of Lord Croft, her brother-in-law, she knew there is something terribly wronged. The young lady seat next to her brother in-law can not be her beautiful niece. Baroness Rica was going to approach Lord Croft demand for an explanation when Lady AG stopped her. Lady Angelina saw her aunt Rica, a sinking feeling entered her, she wants so much to rush into her aunt’s arm and tell her everything, crying foul and put her heart on her sleeves, her aunt, who is not only love her deeply but had more often defended her against her father, but she can not do anything now, her pleading eyes gazing at her aunt, " oh please understand my predicaments, please AG, make her understand.." praying silently, telling herself to be calm, the ordeal is almost over. Lady Angie can only hope that after all this nonsense, her aunt will help her to calm her father. Lady AG and the Baroness immerse themselves in a deep conversation. Baroness Rica was still in shocked after hearing the whole story, she does not know if she should laughed or cried. Her lovely niece…Lady Rica briefly looked at her niece again, still in disbelief.Lady Rica scowled at Lady AG " you should’ve known better than let her talked you into this…, what are we going to do now?.."she needs a good spanking, I would say" Lady AG suggested eyeing Lady Angie, "…this is a disgrace to the Croft family…", in a disapproving voice Lady Rica continued " Oh, I have failed my sister, I have failed them both…", Lady AG gave Lady Angie a you will pay for this look, I’ve got scowled again because of you", Lady AG sulking " it’s not fair aunt Rica, why every time she did something, I always a part of blame…", "because…" Lady Rica interrupted " you are the oldest, the wise one, the one with common sense…you are the one that we don’t have to worry about…where is your mother? Does she knows about this?.." Lady AG frowned as she looked away, avoiding her aunt’s starred, with an innocent voice.. " mum…well…uh..mm, she is not here, she’s visiting grand father, he’s taking ill…", " well, lucky for her, to see Angie, it would have giving her a heart attack..", Lady Rica final words echoed in Lady AG’s head…" oh boy, heart attack?…a stroke more likely…and Angie, if you are getting away with this, I will personally gave you a smacking myself…" she muttered under her breath. Baroness Rica Dupree now searching for her brother in law, this is not over yet, she needs to see him before things getting out of hand.Lady in waiting Alexandra rushing back to her mistress’s chamber, she better cleaning up the chamber, throw away all evident of deceit, Lord Croft will have her head if he see them. As she hurried through the private hall, she hear several familiar voices coming from the library, curiously she peek in, hidden behind the thick curtain, the plot reveal. Lord Croft and Lord Baltimore with a young lady, she hasn’t seen before, she is fair, she has long blond hair and fine long oval dark skin face with fine cloths, but her chilly eyes, brought fear through Alexandra’s spine."…either way, you will have your daughter back, I will have my lands and the lady will get her title…all fair and well at the end…" Lord Baltimore continued. Lord Croft thoughtfully rethinking this deal, if he is not careful, he will loses everything to this man, treachery of a man, but desperate time thus for desperate measure. Sighs heavily Lord Croft replied " very well, as long as no one gets hurt, even though I’m not fond of the lad, I wish him no ill will,…", the young lady added "Lord Croft, don’t worried I know Sir Bradley well…" she smirked… " yes, I know him very well…as she sneered and throwing an empty goblet at her own lady in waiting.. "my cup is empty!..". Alexandra felt bad for the young girl, who practically ducked to avoid the goblet hitting her head." good, then we have a deal." Lord Baltimore cut in.What is it?…Lord Croft has found the way to save Lady Angie, oh goodness, that is good news…with great relief Alexandra sneak out of the library.The heralds took the field with trumpets in hand, Lady Angelina can not wait for this to be over with. She suspected she was about to get her wish, when not a single challenger accepted the invitation to battle, the joust will be over, she would be free to relieve to her chamber, but for now, Lady Angelina given no choice but to sit slumped miserably in her chair, shifted in vain attempt to relieve unpleasant tingle in her bottom.The heralds lifted the golden bells of the their trumpets, the sound trilled through the hazy air, everyone waiting for someone to approach, first they need a challenger, Lords and knights looked around and among each other, no one make a move.Sir George had ordered the knaves to pack up, they are ready to leave, he turned and searched for Sir Bradley, " where is he…if they leave now, they can catch up up to Sir Collins, he has taken the liberty to accept Sir Collins invitation’s to his castle for a feast, notorious for his drinking and elaborate parties with many fair maiden….Sir George lick his lips and gave a hardy swallow, he can taste the sweet wine and his loin is ready for a lady desire. He saw a shadow past him, turned around again, oh my lord, Sir Bradley is in his full armor, riding into the stadium, ready for the joust…. " no!, stop, what are you doing?"…chasing after Sir Bradley, holding the rein, forcing the horse to stop…looking up at his friend, questioning his motive…. " I’m going to win that chest of gold, George, I need it…" Sir Bradley responded. " no, no, no you don’t…I have the money….well, I can asked my father for you, you know he would do give you everything, he loves you like his own son…may be more come to think of it…" frown with a mischievous smile.." beside it’s not only the chest of gold you will bring home…don’t forget the l-a-d-y….what are you going to do with her?"…Sir Bradley did not replied, his face looks far away, struggling with his own feeling. Sir George is right, he wants to leave as well, but he can not leave her there like that, no one step up for her, the humiliation is far to great even for someone like her, no one, fair or not have to suffer that. The Lady honor depends on this joust. Sir George understood his friend’s feeling, an honorable man always suffered with his conscience.Lady Angelina did not know that her hands grip against the rail so forcefully that she can feel the pain rushed through her arm.No one?…not even all of her old suitors, in one hand she was glad that this joust will be over, but on the other hand, her pride and honor are grumbling in front of everyone, forgetting her hideous outlook.A lone rider appeared at the far end of the list-the tournament area. The warrior knight rode proudly with his full armor, rumors and noises from the crow begin to fill the forum, half hearted cheers and shout from several directions. He looked like a majestic figure on a horse. Lady Angelina was shocked, her bearded man, the knight in shiny armor will be her victor? She can not believe her eyes. As Sir Bradley rode past the Lord’s and Ladies boxes stand, Lady Angelina over heard gossip and bit of conversation from some of the ladies… "Ayes, William Pitt…so arrogant…" "His mother family is from Welch…little more than a savage…" one of the lady whispered loud enough for Lady Angie to hear "…his grandfather murdered his daughter-in-law…" gasped sound " no…I’ve heard he ate her…" " what horror deed..". An icy feeling of dread hardened in Angie’s chest, " Dear God, what manner of man had she provoked?"Sir Bradley approached Lady Angie seat, steadying his horse between his powerful thighs, he raised a gauntlet fist, displaying the length of his lance for her inspection, Lady Angelina wants to run and hide, but she paralyzed as she gazed at the thick staff until her eyes crossed, her father dug a less than paternal elbow in to her ribs “ As your champion, he wishes a tribute, have you no favor to offer him?” clenching his teeth as he spoke.Jumped to her feet, “ Ummmm…well” she shot a panic looked at her costume, knowing that if she pull out the wrong thing, the entire disguise was likely to unravel before everyone eyes. She reached beneath the skirt to peel of one of the stocking she’d borrow from her Lady in Waiting, Alexandra. Sensing his gazed, she quickly lowered her skirt to cover her slender ankles. Lady Angie tied a dingy, hole stocking around his lane in a pretty bow, fluttering her pruned lashes at him, she lowered her voice to a provocative croak …”uhggg…Fare thee well in the joust..sir, “….ummm, my heart….rides with you”, seat down, she smile at her flawless performance,His answering was muffed by the helm as he turn his horse around, he was slow in responding, and Lady Angie was sure that his gaze was looking else where, as if he was searching for his “lady”, is she here?, Lady Angie swiveled around, also searching, anyone that she does not know, an unfamiliar face?…then she saw her….sitting next to Lord Baltimore. The Earl’s marshal took the field “Challengers, take your places!”….Lord Croft stand up, holding his hand up “ Fight with honor gentlemen”.A roared of cheers and cried of excitement cover the stadium, as the first joust battle ready to begin.1st challenger: Lord Robert “billy” of ThortonHill, a fair weatherman with not much of a talent in fighting, but his friendship with Lord Croft, applied him to stay. He took up his lance and shield-waiting at one end…..they both charges…Sir Bradley lowered his lance and rode forward, but before he could come near, Sir Billy went bumbling over his horse, cheers and boos from the audience cried out…Sir Bradley hold his horse, puzzled by the incident, what happened?…he looked down at Lord Billy, who is now already on his feet, dusting off his armor and giving the sign of defeat.The Marshall gave Lord Croft a confusing look. He has no choice then to announce the next challenger;2nd challenger: , Sir John Miller of Mouthmore, his name has not being announce yet, he already launched himself off his horse before Sir Bradley could so much as walk his horse back to the starting point. The crowed were roared in laughter, this is bizarre…3rd challenger: well, we do not need to mention his name nor his title, since he fall off his horse before he was completely sit on the horse…Lady Angelina’s horror mounted as she realized that not a single one of her former admirers was willing to risk his neck to rescue her from Lord William Pitt. Lord Croft hesitated, as if he was waiting for someone,….silent whispered around the stadium, Lord Bradley moved to the winner circle when an imperious voices rang out “ stay where you are my Lord, I’m more than prepared to offer this lord a fair fight for the Lady’s hand”. A Cloak man, rode out from the edge of the crowds, he release his cloak, everyone gasps, Lord Baltimore.Lord Baltimore rode pass Lord Bradley headed toward Lady Angie. He bowed his head and lean forward, whispered to her ear only " My lady…you might have fooled these dumpheads with your mummery, but you can not fool me. After I best this half welsh *******, you shall have only the role of my bride to play and only the stage of my bed for your performance…" Lord Baltimore, kiss her hand, sending a chill boding down her spine. He turned to Lord Croft with a slight node, Lord Croft returned with the same jest. Lord Croft looks at his daughter’s frighten face, could he make a mistake?, the deal with the devil himself. Sir George walked to his friend " Well, well, Lord Baltimore, the snake in noble clothing…" , " This is my chance to revenge my father honor…" clenched his teeth, Sir Bradley replied." Be careful, he may be a weasel at heart but a good warrior he is as well, " Sir George shoot a short warning to his friend …" Bradley, watch out for underhanded weapons, never turn your back on him..",Sir Bradley nodded as he tighten his reins as both men rode around the list.The horn blow, both men drew their sword , face to face…., they circled each other like tigers, scenting blood of a fresh kill. Lord Bradley strikes first, but Lord Steven darted like quicksilver, both knight’s mighty swings their swords, their blades clashed, Sir Bradley took a blow to the helm, Lady Angie winced in pain, as the crowd cheers for Lord Baltimore, Lady Angie found herself scowled at them. Lord Baltimore pull out a small dagger wickedly slashed Sir Bradley’s thigh, under hand played, cried of foul played from several Lords as Sir Bradley almost stumbled to the ground, pulling his stallion away from the mighty blade of Sir Baltimore, striking down again and again, Lord Baltimore had the upper hand. Sir Bradley’ stallion turned his mighty head pushing Lord Baltimore’s horse out of it way, Lord Baltimore swung his sword at the head of the station, missing it by an inch, but his blade end slashed the mighty stallion ear, the horse roared in pain jumped up almost tossing Sir Bradley from the saddle, cried in terror from the crowd, cried of foul play from several Lords and Knights. It’s in the coat of honor, in the joust or in the battlefield, the beast, if possible, always to be spare from the faith of it owner. Blood drew from Sir Bradley’s horse, the beast recovered quickly from the wound, gallantly charging with it owner intact. Sir Bradley angered now ten fold, “ That was a mistake sir, to strike an innocent beast…” roared his voice silent the whole stadium, “…for that, you will pay dearly” with that fair warning, he charged like an enrage bull, his fierce charges gave Baltimore no choice but to squander his every move in retreat and his swing in defendant himself against the warrior’s relentless blows, Sir Bradley like a wild man, careless of his own safety, whacked Lord Baltimore several times on the top and the side of the helm, the blow probably will leave his ears ringing for days, the last blow to Lord Baltimore chest, causing him to have no choice but to fall backward, tumbled to the ground. Cheers swept through the stadium, Lady Angie jumped to her feet cheering wildly, realizing abruptly that her father was gaping at her. She sank sheepishly back down, covered her face with a small handkerchief.Sir Bradley jumped of his horse, he waited for his nemesis to stand up, he again swinging at Lord Baltimore with all his might, Lord Baltimore keep retreating, his shiny helm went sailing as he tripped over his own legs and felt back, his sword dropped from his hand, as Sir Bradley swung his sword toward the head of Lord Baltimore, lady Angie’s hands went up to her eyes, did not heard any scream of horror, peeped through between her fingers, she saw the tip of his sword to Lord Baltimore’s adam apple “ shall you yield sir?”, his steady voice lacked the scorn. After a moment of hesitation, Lord Baltimore lifted his hands, “ I Yield…I yield”. A single cheer from his friend, Sir George, follows by a roaring thunder of clapping from everyone, including Lord Croft. Sir George rushed to the field with several of knaves, they are now tending to the stallion, Sir Bradley dropped his sword, blood from his thighs dripping slowly on to the ground, he turned to the royal box, found a set of familiar eyes, Sir Bradley caught briefly a vision from his past, while searching for the vision of his future…Lady Jennifer, why is she here?, they were once a golden couple of England, the most famous couple of all the court balls, they were suppose to be married, until she find out that his father lost most of the land in debts, she asked him to relieve her from her promise, for he is no longer suitable for her. Lady Angie followed Sir Bradley’s gazed, so he founded her, the “ lady” that he supposed to meet in the garden, tears dropping down her checks, she does not know why this action of his affect her so much, misunderstood of her sadness, Lord Croft vowed that he will do everything in his power to save his daughter from this knight. A little girl scrambled out into the field, holding a single string of flowers, she run into his path and gave him a sweet smile, towering over her like a giant, he paused to accept the offering, ducking his head in a shy bow that coaxed a trill of delight from the child. He climbing the step of the stand heading toward her, Lady Angie eyes were fixed of his present, naked in the ugliness she had inflict upon herself, a breathless silence reigned over the stand, she forced herself to meet his gaze, then wishes she hadn’t, as he searched her eyes, a faint frown of bewilderment creased his brow, lady Angie quickly inclined her head, there had been nothing she or Lady AG could do to disguise the dark green hue of her eyes. He tight the string of flower into a lovely crown, softly he placed it on her head, as he dropped to one knee at her feet, bowed his shaggy head and bought her hand to his lips “ My Lady” he said, a simple word, a vow of forever after.continue….