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    Question on Idol (11)
    Question on Idol (11)
    Question on Idol (11)
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    Question on Idol (11)

    By Farah solomon

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    "question about idols" there are 11 books, that is some story of dreams, wonderful. In dreams, you can talk to your idols. I write some chat with my friends as your dream
    With "question about idol 6" you see story of Victoria, Michael, Peggy
    this is an example
    "
    What'd you do, nephew?

    Mickey, l didn't do it.

    They think I stole Miss

    Crandall's Golden Apple.

    But I didn't. No one believes me.

    It's unfair!

    Oh! Are you kidding me, Gibbons?

    This guy rather be a stripper

    'cause I refuse to believe

    you called the cops

    on a seven-year-old.
    "
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherFarah solomon
    Release dateApr 26, 2018
    ISBN9788828315889
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      Question on Idol (11) - Farah solomon

      Table of Contents

      The.Mick.

      the.path.111

      The.X-Files

      Wedding.Bells

      Workin'.Moms

      What'd you do, nephew?

      Mickey, l didn't do it.

      They think I stole Miss

      Crandall's Golden Apple.

      But I didn't. No one believes me.

      It's unfair!

      Oh! Are you kidding me, Gibbons?

      This guy rather be a stripper

      'cause I refuse to believe

      you called the cops

      on a seven-year-old.

      He's not a stripper...

      It's a separate matter.

      Is that a real gun?

      It better be or I'm in trouble.

      Cool. Can I play with it?

      No, you may not, but if

      it's okay with your mom,

      I'll let you turn the

      lights on in my cruiser.

      Can I, Mickey?

      Sure, if you don't mind getting

      bacon grease on your fingers.

      - I don't mind.

      - Okay.

      Come on. Hurry up.

      GIBBONS: Thank you for coming.

      - The reason we called you...

      - Oh, yeah.

      Ben, Ben brought me up to speed.

      You're having a full-blown

      meltdown over missing fruit.

      - Well, not exactly.

      - Let me save you the trouble.

      - He didn't do it.

      - Unfortunately,

      one of Ben's classmates claims

      that she saw him take it.

      Even if he did take it, who cares?

      Miss Crandall cares.

      The Golden Apple is a teaching award

      - given annually to the...

      - [SNORING]

      Very mature.

      [LAUGHING]: Look, Gibbons,

      I got a Granny Smith

      rolling around in the back

      of my car; she can have that.

      [SIGHS] Ms. Molng, I...

      I have a thousand other

      students at this school,

      one of whom was just arrested

      with a backpack full of illegal contraband.

      And yet, here we sit

      discussing inedible apples.

      The point being, ever since you showed up,

      far too much of my bandwidth

      has been taken up with your family.

      Oh, I see.

      This was never about Ben, was it?

      This is about you and me.

      - This is about you.

      - And me.

      Look, either get your house in order,

      or perhaps the Pembertons

      should continue their education elsewhere.

      Consider it a warning.

      Warning considered.

      Oh.

      [BEEPING]

      [DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

      [SIREN WHOOPING]

      [OVER SPEAKERS]: Hi, Mickey.

      Got something for you.

      Pop that in your mouth.

      We'll be back in a couple

      hours to turn you over.

      - I'm sorry?

      - You should be.

      Your principal's a real

      knob, you know that?

      Hey. Pay attention to me.

      His school's crawling with cops

      and he's having a panic

      attack over missing produce.

      Cops? What cops?

      Some kid got caught with

      a bag of dope or something.

      They nabbed McCormick. Boo-yah!

      Suck on that, you frickin' pusher.

      Why are you so excited?

      - 'Cause I ratted him out.

      - You what?

      He was throwing a rager

      for the formal after-party.

      He had Molly, booze,

      fireworks, the whole shebang.

      So you ruined the party?

      - Uh-huh.

      - God, you are such a coward.

      Eh, doesn't bother me, but

      with McCormick out of the way,

      that crown is as good as mine.

      - What crown?

      - Formal prince, you know.

      It's like prom king, but for junior high.

      I've been picking off all

      the other nominees one by one.

      [LAUGHING]: I put eye drops

      in Aaron Sustata's milk,

      so he'd crap himself during assembly.

      And then I started a rumor that Tim Deegan

      had his ribs removed so

      he could swallow himself.

      You know, Madison Prescott, she's obviously

      - a shoo-in for princess.

      - Obviously.

      And once that crown is mine,

      she'll be trapped with me all night.

      - Don't say trapped.

      - Call it what you want.

      Point is, she won't be able to escape.

      [MICKEY GROANS]

      [SABRINA PANTING, GRUNTING]

      Oh, my God.

      ♪

      - [MICKEY LAUGHING]

      - [SHRIEKS]

      [LAUGHING]

      Do you ever knock?!

      [GASPING]

      Oh, Sabrina.

      What are you doing?

      Get out of my room.

      Is this about that dance?

      I thought you were better than that.

      - Get out.

      - No.

      Look, if you want to learn how to dance,

      I-I think I have someone

      who can teach you.

      - Really?

      - Yeah.

      - Jimmy.

      - Oh, screw you.

      His mom was a choreographer

      for the Ice Capades.

      - Yeah, right. I don't believe you.

      - All right.

      Believe whatever you want.

      I'm gonna go.

      Just real quick, before I do,

      can you please do that again?

      - Get out!

      - Oh!

      NARRATOR [IN FILM]: Many of

      the GIs passed the time away

      from the battlefield smoking opium

      and visiting local prostitutes.

      I hope you put a bag on

      it, you dirty old man.

      ALBA: Mickey.

      We got a problem. I was

      doing Ben's laundry...

      Well, hold on a second.

      You still do laundry?

      Look at this.

      [GASPS]

      - I can't believe Ben lied to me.

      - Mm, believe it.

      - He's never lied to me before.

      - That you know of.

      - I mean, why would he do that?

      - 'Cause he doesn't respect you.

      There's got to be some explanation.

      Mm. There is. He thinks you're an idiot.

      Stop that.

      He-He probably just got scared.

      Right? That's what kids do.

      They think all grown-ups are narcs.

      Whoa. I ain't no narc.

      We just got to do that

      proverbial bump of cocaine with him.

      What, you got coke?

      No. Proverbial coke.

      Well, what does that mean, like primo?

      Primo? What?

      Y-You're confusing me.

      I'm getting all crossed up.

      Just follow my lead.

      Hey.

      You busy?

      [SIGHS] What can I do for you, Sabrina?

      Mickey said that you're some sort

      of dance expert or something?

      Ah, she did, did she?

      [SCOFFS] That's nice of her.

      Anyway, there's this dumb

      school dance and I was just

      wondering if maybe you could,

      like, teach me or something.

      [INHALES] First, tell me why.

      I just told you why.

      I need to learn how to dance.

      Let's talk facts.

      Fact: You're Sabrina Pemberton,

      arguably the coolest

      girl in Lockwood history.

      You going to this dance flies

      in the face of everything you stand for.

      So I'll ask you one more time, Sabrina...

      [BELCHES]

      why?

      Fine.

      Do you have any idea

      what it's like to be me?

      To be beautiful and smart and popular?

      Well, as a matter of fact...

      You do not.

      People take one look at me

      and they think they know exactly who I am.

      Well, screw that.

      I want to do something

      that nobody sees coming.

      So I am going to that dance.

      And I'm taking the power back.

      What the hell is this?

      : a.m. tomorrow,

      and not a minute late.

      Patience, my sweet Madison.

      - Soon we'll be togeth...

      - Heads up!

      [SHRIEKS] Ow! [GROANS]

      Uh, crud, did I get ya?

      Yeah, you did, Farble.

      Where's your frickin' spatial awareness?

      Dude, I called heads up.

      What were you gawking at, anyway?

      Nothing. I was just...

      What the hell is going on over there?

      FARBLE: You didn't hear? Elliott Saputo

      broke his neck wakeboarding.

      He may never walk again.

      Dang.

      That's a frickin' tragedy.

      Everyone's rallying to get

      him elected formal prince.

      You know, give him the

      sympathy vote, lift his spirits.

      No, no, no, no, they can't do that.

      Nominations closed a week ago.

      He can't even frickin' dance.

      Actually, my dad's an Army medic,

      so he sees this kind

      of stuff all the time...

      Yes, I know, Farble. I was at assembly

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