Young Writers Society

Justin Beiber

I can't believe how stupid Harry is: He just kissed a girl. It was stupid, of course, and surprising at the same time. He went against his own author.

So, when the vampire decided to leave, he was stopped by a number of fans. I can't believe it. The crowd of girls were all divided between us three: the vampire, Harry, and me.

I pout.

"Okay, now it's time for the sing-off!" I scream, making Voldemorte angrier than he is already. "This is not between the vampire and me anymore; it's between me--" I pointed to the attention-freak wizard. "--and Harry!"

The crowd cheered like thunder.

She hopped down to the bottom step and sighed. When will she ever be happy.

Hacker's computer-
Bzzzztzzzztzzzbztztehtehtteht.
The crowd cheered like thunderthunderthunderthunderthunderthunderthunderthunderthunderthunderthunder.

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Harry

I gasped. "Well then, Bieber- before we begin, I want to make one thing clear- I HAVE BIEBER FEVER!!!"

OMGOD OMGOD OMGOD ITS JUSTIN BIEBER AND HARRY POTTER IN A SING-OFF!!! Thought the teenage girl screaming her head off as she jumped up and down, little did she know that hundred's of miles beneath her, Dr. Doofenshmirtz and Perry the platypus were locked in combat over the Bad-singing voiceinator.

"What up I asked them. "Do you know where the soda is?"

But little did Dr. Doofenshmirtz and Perry The Platypus know that hundred of miles beneath them was the soda. Hunted for for so long by an as of yet unamed character.
Many believed the soda didn't even exist anymore, but it knew it was there. Lying dormant for centuries in the Fridge of Repressed Aggression next to the Ham of Pointlessly Long Titles For Things, it waited; and plotted; and schemed; and went past it's sell-by date; and waited. But now.
It was time.

Aramond Swine

He never listened. All was a game to him, women, life, money. His life has no restrictions, he lived like he will never die. His philosophy ends now.

He was walking on the gravel paved sidewalk railing along Elm Street. No the ones that you will see in the movies, not at all. This very street is just like any other street, except for the fact that no one was walking with him. He was alone...Or that's how he thinks it is.

Aramond was walking because his car broke up a few blocks away after the party at Dawson's. He tried to reach the tower's to take his car. He never like that car. That blue junk of rat scratches and dusty seats. He tired to buy a new car, but he ends up on a maxed out credit card.

He heard noises.

"Hiss hiss." He heard, from the bushes. He heard laughter behind the bushes, below the dimly lit lamp post that stands between him and the intersection.

"Ha ha ha." It got louder and louder and louder.

He heard sounds in the bushes, louder and louder every step he takes, the noise emanates.

"Who are you?" He shouted to the open night air. "I'm not afraid of you...W-who ever you are!"

He turned to his back and saw a blonde child wearing white laceration wrapped around an ecru skirt. He doesn't know her, no memories, no recollection. Who is she? He wondered.

"You are swine?" Said the girl, Aramond doesn't know if it's a question or not.

"I am, Aramond Swine, actually." He said, confused.

"Pig." The girl shouted but emotionless.

FBI agent

Freeze hacker!
You are under arrest for hacking into a government system.

Justine Bieber

A girl jumped up and down beside Justin. She was screaming words were drowned with the rest of crowd pleading for the sing-off to continue. Justin held up an arm.

"I'll sign your autograph book later, don'tcha worry." Then he winked.

Harry pushed him.

"And what was that for!? This is a sing-off, dude! 'Fraid my female-ish voice could bring you shame?"

Harry pushed him again. "Why you bob-head! That girl wanted my autograph, not yours!"

Justin pushed Harry, which made the wizard step back. "No she wasn't. She was screaming for me."

The crowd grew silent at the scene.

"Hey! That's better than a sing-off or a game of quidditch!" a girl said, breaking the silence of the crowd.

"Yeah!" another girls said.

Soon the crowd was chanting "Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Harry

"You wanna fight? You wanna FIGHT!?" Harry cried as Justin put his arms up alarmingly.

"Yea!"

"Wingardium leviosa!" He cried as Justin floated. "I win!"

"Meow" I said, a life of a shape-shifter is entertaining.

As people ran away from the black panther that I had shifted as.

Are the posts supposed to relate to the previous one?

*Well they're meant to follow on lol, but i think you're allowed sudden tangents as long as you link it back to the previous post*

Bieber floated away, the shape shifter shape shifted and then without a word the earth rummbled and the soda began to rise. Regardless of all this a mighty new band was forged and arrived, leaping from their door bus and proceeding to play. It consisted of Freddie Mercury for vocals, Slash for lead guitar, Flea for bass, Hendrix for rythm and Dave Grohl on drums. Needless to say, they rocked into infinity in that spot, incapable of moving, providing a continuous background soundtrack to life.