"I hope one of the nerds die today." Aaaahh.... No day is complete without Paris Persiphone, mused Ernest. Paris always came off as a little whiner who needed support from others to do anything. In fact, he was as bad as some of the girls in that sense. Ernest then considered what Paris w...

A ghost whispered into the room, carrying a brown beverage full of caffein. Mornings could make you feel like you just walked over your grave. The shade smiled slightly and found an empty chair. It took him a few seconds to remember what the chair was for. "Oh, hello Ernest; I didn't hear you w...