She didn’t come back out into the rain. That was the first time I saw her. One week later, I was sitting in a second-period English class in my all...girl Catholic school thinking my new neighbor and wondering who she was. Why did she dress like a boy? Why did she move to this area? What was her name? It was an odd feeling, being insatiably curious about someone I have never met and only saw for a second. There really wasn’t anything all that special about her, but somehow I couldn’t stop. Mai mai uski gand jayda pasand karta hu or icha rahi hai ki uski gaand maar lu uski aankhe nile ek dum nagin ki tarahJab bhi mujhe mokha milta tha mai uske chuche dawa diya karta tha aur wo gussa ho jati ki koi dekh lega aisa hi aaj hua wo mujse gussa thi maine uske maame dawa diye the hum bus se jaate theHum collage se bapas aa rahe the bus me jayda bheed thi gussa ki wajah se wo dusri taraf muh karke khadi ho gayi mai uske peeche khada tha bheed ki wajah se mai usse chipka hua tha mera lund. . Tuesday, January 10, 2012“Un-fucking-believable...” Sheira Hall, Hawkgirl yanked her brown wings tighter around her. Her face was flushed, and she sniffled slightly and folded her arms again. She was huddled in one corner of the tent, her body still shivering despite finally being out of the harsh wind.“You shouldn’t blame me for an oversight on your part,” Batman stood in the center of the space, the tent they used was his technology. For this mission, he brought a compact device that when. She looked up and locked eyes with one of them – only for an instant, but that was enough. He appeared to be the leader from the way the others stood about him, and his eyes glowed bright green with the cold fire of a hunter who has found his mark. She let out a quick, almost inaudible gasp, and though her eyes were focused on his she thought she discerned a slight sadistic grin, though she could have imagined it. As she moved on, she quickened her pace slightly, and the words of her math.