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The Worst Nightmare	By : Ticklefeind Category: +S through Z > W.I.T.C.H. Views: 4010 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: W.I.T.C.H belongs to Disney and it's creator Elizabetta Gnone. I will not receive any monetary benefits from this story at all as this work is purely fiction.

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Chris's POV:
Over the summer my family went to Universal Studios, and we had loads and loads of fun there. We stayed at Universal two two days, and while there, Irma and I bonded more than we ever did.

I arrived at Sheffield college at 8:00 A.M. Sheffield Institute is a dual middle school and high school that goes from 5th grade to 12th grade. For my first class, I had had Social Studies with Mr. Collins.

Right after history, we had art class. In art class, the teacher discussed the necessary materials needed for the class and what was the plan for the day.

When I was, 18 Irma told me that she and her friends Will, Taranee, Cornelia, and Hay Lin are Guardians.

She told me that the duty of Guardians is to protect the universe from evil.

After art, I had math with Mrs. Rudolph who also transferred to the college where we went over the topics related to integration and Leah equations as I was taking Calc 3 I went to the dining hall and had lunch with my friends and then went back to my dorm.

Because it was the first day of classes, it was the day to get our height and weight checked. After calculus, we went to get Pizza with my friends.

"Lillian, what is it?", I asked her.

Lillian told me while rolling her eyes, "Mrs. Thompson is having me write a 10-page essay on why I should not talk out in class, but I never talked out! God, she is such a fucking retard!"

"How did that happen?" I asked her.

She told me, "Well, it all started when Megan the girl behind me decided to chat with Monica and Ashley, and guess what?! Do you know who Mrs. Thomson called to the board, me?! I told her it was not me, but still, that idiot is making me write this fucking ten-page essay and to top it all off, but I talked back to her, trying to prove it was not me, I got a two-hour detention after school!"

I then asked her, "Did you do anything about it after she gave you the detention?"

She told me, "My mom has arranged a meeting with the principal and Mrs. Thomson."

After I finished talking with Lillian and having lunch I had P.E. with my dad who was the school's coach. After P.E., we got dismissed. I was waiting for the H-20 bus at the bus station. Once the bus came, my fellow students and I showed our Heatherfield student bus passes to the driver, which meant to school days we were allowed to take the bus and subway for free to get to and from school.
Once I got to the 110 TH street station, I transferred to the Heatherfield outbound midtown express, (which was the name of the line) which took me to the last stop, away from the city center, which was only one block away from my house. The walk from the subway station to the house only took two minutes, and I didn't even have to cross the street, just walk around the corner. The police station my dad worked at was also right in front of the subway station, and also took my dad only two minutes to walk there. My dad has never, ever been late to work, since he lives on practically the same street as his job.

After school, I went to soccer practice where we played for about an hour before I went home.
Once I got home, and did my homework I got on my first day of class, and all of my chores, I played about an hour on my PS2 playing Ace Combat 5: The Unsung War, which was Irma's my game that we both played.

Irma got the game new last year in 2006, but the game came out in 2004. Irma was now a junior at Sheffield Institute, but we did not have class at the same time, but we saw each other sometimes and said hi to one-another.

Irma is a tomboy. She loves having wrestling and tickle-fights with me often. Because, I am so small and skinny, she beats me and makes me submit every time.

When I came home from school, Irma surprised me by jumping me and wrestling me to the ground. She took my shoes and my knee length socks off, and she began to tickle the soles of my feet with her fingers, and licking them as well!
Irma tickled me until I passed out. Once I regained consciousness, I realized that I was spread-eagled tied to my bed, nearly completely naked, in only my underwear.

Irma told me, "Chris now that you lost so badly to me as punishment I will do anything I want to your skinny little body!"

"No, Irma, anything but that, please anything but that!!!" I mock begged in despair.

Then she said, "Just for that pathetic excuse to get out of your punishment, I will make it that much worse. Now young Chris, You will die."
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