Heartbreak Is Half The Fun, You Bring The Bullets I’ll Bring The Gun

Ahahaha. Me and Mariana Again. Note: Anything offensive is a joke. So if yuo are Christofer Drew or William Becket, Its a joke, Dont sue us. :]

mariana-Will
me-Chris<3

Christofer Drew
William Becket

I am home sick, because I have a cold and an ear infection. I feel terrible, but the pills I have to help my immune system fight the infections off is a cool pink color.

Now, before I had gotten this colorful pill, I had only seen white a blue pills.
white, being tylenol
blue, being arius and singular.
the pink medicine is called zpac. I have no idea how to spell the scientific name and I am not going to attempt it.

What kind of colorful medication have you seen/taken? And what's its name? if you remember or know how to spell it.

But anyways. for those [few] people who have been wondering why there has been no update on mine and maddis fanfiction. We've been having technical difficulties and we are trying out hardest to work it out. [okay, not really] but we will  [Hopefully, knock on wood] get it out in the next week, so keep checking in! : D

I feel obligated to give you guys something, so here is a narrative I wrote for my english class...fun. It is true, thats why its a narrative. and its about my friend, tracy and her grandmothers house. :]

Injoy. :]

-Love Sarebear<3

Untiled, And For A Good Reason.

How do you start something that has faded from your memory so quickly? What do you do when you the torture of forgetting the big picture, but still being able to remember small details of a place you practically lived in is killing you? When Your friends grandma dies, its hard to remember the house they occupied for so many years. They lived on Lorette Ave since I had met my friend, Tracy. Her grandmothers name? I have no clue, and I never have. I had always called her grandma. The majestic house they lived in was built around the same as the others, but it was throwing a quiet rebellion, being painted a bright yellow. Which was silenced over time by the weather.

The first time I walked up those cracked and sunken steps, I remember thinking, Oh dear, what have I gotten myself into. The was door always occupied with a cheesy decorative hanging. The interior was terrible, but we never would admit that we loved it to death. The couch was defiantly one of the worst. It had been stained from the decades of use and had embroidered flowers on it that had once been in style and is now tacky. That couch, was hideous, but we couldn't help but love it. All the memories it had engraved in its cushions. Had anyone every been in that house and not left a memory for the couch? All the people I would meet, Grandma always introducing me as one of her granddaughters, even though I was not related.

How grandma would invite someone in and get angry at them for not removing their shoes before walking on her mustard yellow carpet, splotches of faded brown scattered sparsely around, from her cat. The hours I would spend on that wretched carpet, counting the buttons in the jars and reading books that had a ghost on top of it, being awoken by the fast air I would blow through my lips. The nights I spent rearranging myself to get more comfortable in the almost non-existent cloth covering a fraction of my body while staring up at the light dancing off the ceiling.

All the times we played “Bloody Mary” only to chicken out and run back to our temporary beds, encasing ourself from make believe stories. We hide under the dinning room table many times. During those times, I would always get out and stare at all the pictures Grandma had on her wall. All the people I had never met and never would meet. I always had fun guessing their names. 'This one looks like a Jill, and this one looks like a Nate!' I rarely got a name right, and when I did Grandma would praise me with an extra slice of pie or she would give me a piece of hard candy. Even before dinner! My own mother and father never allowed me treats before dinner, only because they claimed 'It would spoil my appetite.' I always ate what Grandma would give me for dinner, even if there was tons of it.

When everyone would sit for dinner, it would moan from the weight of food placed on its back. Grandma always told us it would never fall, and she was right. Grandma's dinning room table stood strong, and I imagine it still is to this day. Grandma always cooked too much food, no matter if there was 1 person or 20 people. Always, had there been a weeks leftovers. Although I had never actually seen the inside of Tracy and Grandma's fridge, I had always imagined it to be over stuffed, like a can of sardines. I imagined she keep all sorts of food in there, and cakes! Grandma loved baking cakes.

After dinner Tracy and I would always clear the dishes and wash them with smoking water. All the times we would get into bubble fights, flinging the white fluffy clouds about the room, screaming and laugh as they stung out eyes. Grandma would be so flustered with us, she would make us scrub the floor with toothbrushes. I never remember actually getting further than five tiles. Grandma would always ban us to the basement so she could make desert, and then later finishing the floor herself. “Foolish children,” she would always say to us as we laughed at the weirdest things. Like when the cat was chasing a ball, and fell down the stairs clumsily. Of course, her cat was not harmed, or we wouldn't have laughed. All those times we had couch wars, frantically kicking at each other, both of us trying to stay on the couch while trying to push the other one off. Many times we came out of that with bruises, but never did we complain. Grandma always told us if we brought it on ourselves, there is no need to complain.

The nights and days Tracy's brother and sister would tease Tracy and I. Our faces turning red with anger, steam almost coming out of our ears. Tracy and I both despised her brother and sister sometimes. Soon after our anger would settle, rolling on the floor with our mouths and stomachs hurting from how much we laughed at our silly actions.

Nothing was silly that unfaithful night. February 14^th, 2003. The last day Tracy and Grandma would stay here. Tracy moving to another province...Grandma leaving for good. I despise thunderstorms now, only because the night Grandma died, there was a thunderstorm. How I had loved to sit out and watch the lightening light up the sky before that night. Now, they scare me to death. I guess you can say they also scared Grandma to death too.

As I walk past their house, the first time in years, I cant help but remember all the wonderful memories. I couldn't help myself from walking up the familiar sidewalk I hadn't been on in years. I couldn't stop even when I knew I shouldn't walk up the still sinking steps. One, two, three, four, platform. How I had gotten up to the top, without stopping, and still, as I slowly raised my hand, a clear fight between body and mind, I froze. Frozen. The familiar but strange building stood in front of me. It was no longer the bright yellow, but now a deep blue with purple trim. It looked new, and I didn't like that. The new owners had turned my favourite place into an unknown territory. I lowered my head, with my hand still in mid air, and the door opened. My head popped up and my hand quickly retreated to my side. For a split second, I thought it was Grandma. I blinked, and she was gone. An unknown female took her place, her hair dark brown, shinning in the sunlight, her skin smooth and adolescent.
“May I help you?” she asked. I opened my mouth, and paused, should I really ask to view her home?
“Do you need help?” she asked again, moving her head to get a better angle at my face.
I turned, from the familiar door, still untouched to this day, from the house that held my memories and dreams. I took a step down the crooked steps, one, two, three, four. I walked down the familiar sidewalk, noticing the chips Tracy and I had made from gardening tools. The lush carpet of green that had once been well kept was now splotched in several places. As I reached the end of the sidewalk, I turned back to the house, my eyes skimming over every inch, the women still standing at the door. If that had been Grandma, she would have forced me into the house...but it wasn't. I walked away from the house I had grown to love and forgotten so quickly, hoping that one day Tracy will come back. Until that day, this story will remain untitled, and for a good reason.

Authors Note: This is Maddi[williamxo] and I's new fanfict. We have been working on this for a very long time. We've had many fights over this, which has caused the same amount of break-ups. But the more you fall, the easier it is to stand up. 
I hope you like it. :]

Andrew
Hannibal
Jacqueline

Jayden
Theodore

--Prolouge--
Men in white robs huddled around an operating table. Lightning struck outside the window,allowing Theodore to see a slight glimpse of his new friend. He looked around,remembering the first time he saw this room. It was horrifying. He was horrifying. They were horrifying. The surgeon called to Theodore, telling him to fetch the scissors. They seemed to be
fascinated with operations, Theodore never understood why, he never asked. You don't ask them why, they will either tell you or you will be harmed. It took Theodore many days to realize this, thankful, the new creation will not have to suffer as much as he did.
"Theodore!" The surgeon yelled.
"Sorry, sir." Theodore said, quickly rushing over with the scissors. He kept his head down, you never looked them in the eyes, or you would be harmed.
"Thank you, now go sit."
"Thank you, sir." Theodore didn't know the men in white robes names. He had to refer to them as sir, or he would be harmed. 
Thunder ripped through the sky, Theodore jumped and held onto his bear, Alfred, tighter. Alfred was odd looking. He was blue and green checkered, his eyes had been sewn on with black embroidery thread in the shape of X's. His mouth, looked like one of a corpse, it was sewn together,
so it wouldn't speak when it wasn't supposed to, as Theodore was taught. There were two safety pins in his left ear, they insisted of it. It wouldn't be long until Theodore had a new friend to play with.
The surgeon was almost done with the stitches. Another flash of lightning tore through the sky, allowing Theodore to see his new friend more clearly. The boy had lightly tanned skin. His hair was trimmed, close to his scalp. His hair was a medium brown. To Theodore, it looked as if the boy had brown eyes, the same color as his hair.
"Theodore! We have completed your new friend." The surgeon said.
"What are you going to name him, sir?" Theodore asked, knowing if he left out the 'sir,' he would be harmed. The surgeon looked at the rest of the men in white coats and they all nodded their heads in unison.
"We are in a good mood today, Theodore. You may name him." Theodore always wondered how they knew what each other were thinking, but he never asked, or he would be harmed.
Theodore smiled and nodded his head once, "Andrew, sir."
Again, the surgeon looked at the rest of the men and again, they all nodded their heads in unison.
"That sounds laudable, Theodore, thank you."
"Your welcome, sir. Thank you for letting me choose Andrew's name." Theodore smiled and nodded once more.
"Your very welcome, Theodore, you have been very honourable, you deserved to be rewarded." The surgeon smiled, along with the other men.
"When will you complete the life, sir?"
"In about 10 minutes Theodore, please be patient."
"Sorry, sir, I'm just extremely excited."
"And you have every right to be, just sit on the gurney over there," The surgeon pointed to a faded grey gurney by the entrance to the room, "When Andrew is conscience, I will tell you."
"Yes, sir." Theodore quickly hurried over to the gurney the surgeon had pointed to and silently sat down on it with Alfred tightly in his grasp.
"Hello, Andrew." The surgeon said, as he waved at Theodore to come.
Andrew did not say anything.
"Theodore, do you mind talking to him? We will leave the room." All the men in white robes quickly exited the room behind the surgeon. Theodore started to open his mouth, but Andrew beat him to it.
"Wh-who are you?" He asked, his voice shaking with fright.
"I'm Theodore." Theodore replied in a calming tone, he still remembered how he felt the first day he opened his eyes to this dark and scary room.
"Then...who am I?"
"You're Andrew, I named you, do you like it?" Theodore smiled, Andrew's face remained traumatized.
"Yes, I do." Anderw replied, "Why am I here?"
"You're here...because we are experiments."
"Ex-experiments?" Andrew asked in disbelief
"Yes, we are here to help the men in white robes."
"Who are they?"
"They are from the government. They are testing to see if they can create functioning humans from dead body parts." Andrew's face immediately turned in disgusted, he looked at his body, stitches everywhere. Theodore was sure he was going to upchuck, after all, when Theodore first learned this news, he did for 3 days straight. He quickly grabbed a bowl and handed it to Andrew, but he pushed it away.
"I'm fine, it's just...strange."
"Yes, it is. I am going to tell you all about us, and all about the standards that are set by the men in white robs."
"Are we like...brothers, then?"
"Yes, and no. We are most likely not biological brothers but parts of us could be, I highly doubt that though. Although because we will be raised together we could class each other as step-brothers."
"Oh...then are the men in white robs our fathers, then?"
"Yes, but they dislike being referred to that, instead call them sir, and put it in everything you say to them."
"Do they get mad easily?"
"It depends, if you do everything I tell you to, I guarantee they will not raise a hand to you."
"They...they hit you?" Andrew's face was now back to pure horror.
"Yes, that is why I am telling you all of this. You do not have to go through what I did."
"Did you have anyone to help you?"
"No, I did not. I am the first."
"I'm sorry..."
"Please, do not apologize for their actions, you had nothing to do with it, but it is now my duty to protect you."
"Thank you, Theodore, very much."
"Like I said before, It's my duty," Andrew smiled for the first time, "I will first tell you about us and what is expected of us aswell as al the other details."
"Okay."
"The idea of creating us started first in 1937 during the Second World War. The Americans needed a way to beat the Germans, as they were slowly invading their allies countries and cities. The Americans thought if they could create new soldiers from already dead soldiers, they would have great power. Almost like a 'super soldier.' This, of course, failed because they did not yet have the great medical extent that we do now. The Americans didn't stop trying to create us, even after the war ended in 1945.
"As the medical resources grew, so did the creation of us. The government has kept the creation of us a secret since 1937, and will continue to until we are perfected. In the mean time, we have to serve the men in white robes because they are classed as our 'masters,' almost like we are dogs. In a way, we could be classed as untrained dogs, so I presume the master thing fits perfectly."
"When you say you are the first," Andrew paused.
"The first to live, yes." Theodore replied.
"So that makes me the second to live?"
"Yes, it does. I have been living on this earth in my form for almost 10 years."
"Do we age?"
"No, because we are already made of dead body parts, we do not age."
"What about our blood? If we cut ourselves, do we bleed green, or something?"
Theodore laughed, "We do bleed, but we dont bleed green. Our blood is the same color as the surgens or a random human on the street."
"Aw, I was hoping for green blood."
Theodore laughed again, "We don't need to be more freaky then we already are."
There was silence for about a minute, comfterble silence, though.
"Are...are we freaks?" Andrew asked.
"Yes, but the men in white robs refer to us as 'monsters.'" Theodore replied, looking down as he did so.
"What about our expectations?" Andrew asked, quickly changing the subject.
"We are expected to perform many tasks for the men in white robes. We have to serve to their every need. We can not complain, and we have to live off what they give us. As we speak, they are probably working on a scar remover, which allows us to look like normal humans. They are hoping that if they create a solution strong enough, all of our scars will
disappear completly and we will be able to attend normal human activities, and since we look like teenagers, we would go to high school."
"Do you want to go to high school?"
"Yes, I would very much like to go there, it seems like a wonderful place," Theodore lowered his voice to a whisper, "and we wouldn't have to tend to the surgens."
Andrew and Theodore smiled.
"Since they are trying to create this 'scar removal,' we have to help them?" Andrew asked.
"Yes." Theodore's eyes were distant.
"...Does it hurt?" Andrew looked down, afraid of the answer. Theodore was looking him in the eyes.
"Sometimes, but remember, you can not complain, no matter how much pain you endure."
"Okay. I have one more question, is that okay?"
"Yes, you may ask me any question you like at anytime."
"Can I ask them questions? The men in white robs?"
"NO! Of course not! You may never, ever ask them a question and you can never speak to them unless you are being spoken to!" Theodores face was suddenly hard. Andrew didn't like this expretion
"I'm sorry!" Andrew cried.
"No, I am sorry, I shouldnt have exploded like that on you, it was wrong and I am terribly sorry."
"Why are you so nice to me? If you were 'raised' in a horrible atmosphere, wouldnt that be all you know?"
"I was raised here, but when I was first 'born,' I had different masters, they were much kinder and they loved me, they were true parents. The men we have now, they are cruel, the surgeon is the nicest and he has the most athority here. I was raised in a kind place, that is why I am kind now. I don't want you to be raised in only a cruel place, that is why I am
telling you all of this."
"Theodore, why were your old masters reasigned?"
Theodore's face turned grave, "They weren't exactly reasigned...they were murdered."
Andrew gasped, "By who?"
Theodore looked in Andrew's eyes, "Who do you think?"
Andrew gasped again.
"Yes, I know, they are cruel people, and I am here to teach you differently."
Andrew looked down into Theodores arms and noticed something, "What's that?" he asked.
Theodore smiled, looking down at Alfred, "This is my teddy bear, Alfred. My old masters allowed me to make him. and our new masters allowed me to keep him."
"Thats kind." Andrew said smiling, "May I see him?"
"Yes, you may." Theodore handed Alfred to Andrew, who inspected him carefully.
"He's cute." Andrew held Alfred in his arms for a few minutes.
"Yes, and he was my only friend until now." Theodore smiled at Andrew, and Andrew smiled back.
"It's always good to ahve friends who can talk back to you." Andrew laughed and Theodore joined in.
"Indeed, it is."

 

...Ohhh, where do I begin?? Well. I went with lizzy[tellmewhatillneverbe] and in the line...hotguys. <3 I never knew hot boys existed in Winnipeg. xD. and then at the merch table...No one was in line for sing it loud. so tragic. so we went and I got a sweater, and a poster because I gave Ryan, who is the merch guy, a tip. :] and then after lizzy got her stuff, we went inside and we got riiiighhhhttttt up to the stage...far side, though, right by the speakers. lol. and then nate<3333 came and he was standing and we got pictures and signed my sweater/poster. and when he signed my sweater he wrote "I<3U" and I was like "I LOVE YOU TOO!" and he was like "I LOVE YOU!" xD.he is soooo nice. I love him to death. <33333 and after, we got these chicks beside us to watch our spot and we went up on the balcony to get bens signature...and we left the camera in lizzy's bag so we told him we would get a picture later and then..HE SAID HE DIDNT LIKE REGINA! But I wonder why, CONSIDERING YOU GUYS BOOED THEM. If you were one of them...I will find you..and I will hurt you. I promise. But ANYWAYS. then they played[30minuteslater] and GASHH! It was sooooo goood.<3 I could barley understand pat..but thats okay. :] Nate...between songs, he randomly came over to me, and touched my head and made a circle with his finger. So random. but soo cute.<3 and then they finished and the spill canvas came on...the lead singer spit on everyone...and yeah...then motion city soundtrack came on. then we left. and we hung outside for alittle. we played cards...lizzy showed off her awesome card dealer skills. hawt. then we talked with nate and ben. It was awkward...I was like "..." and he was like "..." and lizzy was like "say it!" and I was like "..." and he was like "did you want something.." and I was like "You thouched my head." and he was like "yeah. I know." and I was like "..."*weirdlook* and he was like "It was very beautiful" XD. and I forgot to ask him why..but I asked him later, when it was done and everyone swarmed him. and he was like "because its fun...and your awesome." haha.  oooh. and the merch guy, Ryan. he has a band. its called. Take Cover. and he showed us their myspace page. and he has facebook AND buzznet, so ima add them as soon as im done writing this. <3 I got his autograph. and a picture with him. hehe. Pat was nice. :] XD. good story...after the whole "it was very beautiful" thing. Nate and Ben and Ryan and some random chicks sang me happy birthday. Ben said he wouldnt sign the girls stuff if they didnt sing me happy birthday. and Nate was like "and when we say her name, we have to point at her!" XDDD. and he almost pointed when they sang the first YOU. And then he did the whole "I didnt just do that I was fixing my hair" thing. hes so nice and so cute. AHH! I love him. xD. hes replaced jack. : O Oooh. and RYan smelt really good..when I took a picture with him I was like "You smell good." xD. It think thats it..theres some..non important stuff I left out..like that chick "That would be awesome if I got spazed on" Gosh. *punches them in the face* but I love sil...<3 I want to see them again. I LOVE YOU GUYS! AND I LOVE YOU RYAN! AND RYANS BAND, TAKE COVER! <333

and if I missed stuff, i'll add it when I put pictures of me and everyone up. :]

-love sarah.<3

He sat, cold and alone. Silent tears ran down his cheeks. He never thought grieving could be so hard. But he also never thought he would have the need to grieve. He never thought this would happen.
The wind blew, blowing his blonde hair around recklessly, revealing his face to the world. Quickly, we his free hand he held it down. He was ashamed that he was crying, everyone had told him he was allowed to cry, but he still felt wrong. She wouldnt have wanted him to cry over her. She wouldnt of wanted him to be sad because of her.
"I just want you to be happy..." the voice of her whispered in his ear. His head shot up, darting everywhere, looking for her figure somewhere in the darkness.

He sighed in defeat, and pushed himself closer to the wall behind him, craving for some sort of touch. He pressed his eyes closed and tried to think of her leaning against his back. The cold brick wall started to feel softer and warmer, he could feel the false burning sensation of the skin to skin contact on his back. He knew it was all in his head...but it felt so real. He turned, and pressed his lips to the false women leaning against him. He burst out crying when they came in contact with the brick wall. It wasnt what he was hoping for.    
"Its all in my head..." he whispered to himself, chocking on his tears.
"Its allowed to be, love." her voice whispered in his ear again. This time he didnt move. He swore he could feel her sitting in his lap, her head pushed into the crook of his neck. Her dark brown hair, tickling his neck. He wrapped his arms around the counterfeit women, giving him so much sensation and warmth.

The memories of her with him brought tears to his eyes. All memories with her was good to them, even the less fortunate ones.

It was a cold winter night, the power had gone out and they were cuddling on the couch, candles flickering around them.
"You know, this is my baby blanket. Its giant!" he spoke excitedly.
"Yes it is." she laughed.
He sighed happily, starring at her, etching her face even further into his memory.
She looked up at him, "What?"
He smiled, "Nothing, youre just so beautiful."
She shook her head, "You always say that."
"Thats because its true."
"I dont know what you are talking about."
"Im talking about you..." he whispered into her ear.

Shivers ran down her spine. She placed her head back into the crook of his neck. He gently nuzzled her and held her tighter in his arms. They sat in silence for awhile, just enjoying each others company.
"Anthony?" she asked, her lips moving against his skin.
"Yes, dear?" he asked, lifting her head up so he could hear her more clearly.
"I love you." she said, staring into his ghostly blue eyes.
He smiled and put her head back to its previous position. He used one of his hands to stroke her hair while the other one stayed wrapped around her.
"I love you, too."

His tears began to flow as if an ocean had been trapped in his head. That was the last time they had exchanged any real words. Made an attempt at conversation. He missed her terribly, already. She had only been gone since the morning. He was yearning for her, his heart felt as if it was stabbed a million times and placed in a blender. The worst thing was, he knew how much it hurt her when she left. He was aware of the pain she endured, but never experienced it. He wished deeply it had been him instead of her. He was nothing without her, and he now had nothing to live for.
"Dont. Even. Think about it." her words were stern. Though he knew she was just a memory. A memory that he loved. He still had a connection with her. She was there...just not physically. She was still in his heart, and would remain there as long as he could help it. He would take revenge on the man who did this to her...

He was sipping coffee in his office, the television being the least interesting thing there. He glanced up at it, and saw a picture of her. He was stunned. He couldnt hear what the newscast was saying. He stood up, dropping his coffee mug on the way and stumbled to the television.
"Live, breaking news. 24 year old women hit by drunk driver. The womens name was Sarah Harcus. The males name is Joseph Silvertein." The lady said, her expression was grave.
Why did she use was for Sarahs name? Was is past tense...Oh no, no. He thought, tears forming in his eyes.
"Fatal car crash, police are saying too many have died in DUIs crashes this year."

His mind went blank, except for one key word. Fatal. Her crash was fatal.

Shes...shes...no, she cant be. She promised me shed come back. He was hysterical and his co-workers could hear his crying from the other side of the office building.
He heard his office door open but he didnt care who it was, it wouldnt be her.
"Are you okay?" One of his co-workers asked, he didnt care who it was, he just wanted them gone.
"Get out." He said angrily. The person didnt say anything, and soon after he heard the door shut.
She might be still alive...maybe the coroner made a mistake! I have to go help her! He thought to himself, jumping to his feet and running out of his office. He ran down the stairs, not even thinking about waiting for the elevator. When he got to the ground floor, he dashed out the doors and ran towards his car. He didnt stop to wait for traffic. He didnt even realize there was cars honking and drivers screaming at him. He quickly jumped into his car and tore out of his space, heading straight for the hospital.
He demanded to see her, the coroners warned him he shouldnt, but he went ahead anyways. Her was was cut in so many places, it looked horrible. It was torn up, her cheek was bruised and her nose looked broken.
"Did she suffer?" He asked.
The two coroners looked at each other.
"Tell me the truth." He glared at the two men.
One of the men looked down and the other one spoke, "Yes, very much."
He clenched his fists together and his face turned extremely hard. He looked at both of the men. They were frightened of him. "Thank you." He walked out.

"Im sorry. Im so sorry." He cried out to nothing. He didnt get a reply from the invisible women. He cried harder. He wanted to hear her again, to feel her. It seemed as if she had left him, for the second time. He couldnt stand it. He had to have her. His heart pulled in all directions. He was ready to do anything to get her back. If at least for the moment. He had to to tell her something before she moved on into another life. So he took out his switch blade from his back pocket. He thought about how he couldnt do anything without her, how he had no one else to turn to. No one else to love.  No matter how much he thought of ending his own life, she didnt speak. He sighed, and lowered the blade to his wrist.
"Havent I already told you specifically NOT to do that?" Her voice come out of no where. He silently cheered in victory.

"I have to tell you something." He said to the air. He thought for sure someone would hear him talking to himself and send him to a mental hospital, but he didnt care.
"Quickly, Nino." 

Nino, she hasnt used my nickname for awhile... he thought to himself. He took a deep breathe, "I love you. I always have and I always will."
"I love you too. Dont forget about me, but dont dwell on me either. I just want you to be happy."
"I wont. Ill never be able to love another..."
"Please, for me."
"Never."
He could hear the false women sigh, "Goodbye Anthony, I love you."
"Goodbye Sarah...Youll always be mine."
He sank further into the ground and cried.

No seriously. Im having this fight with mariana. Its pretty funny. So tell me who is better, and here is some of the convo-->

Mmmkay. I wrote a one shot. I was inspiared. Lol. Anyways...yeah, here you go. :]

Champagne’s For Celebrating, I’ll Have A Martini

It was another bright and sunny day, kids were throwing their graduation hats in the air in triumphant. Celebration. This isn’t celebration; this isn’t something you should be happy about. He was leaving. He was leaving me behind. I was being left in the teenage world while he was going off into the great unknown adult world. He was maturing while I was stuck having to learn trigonometry. That wretched thing. I couldn’t remember the last time I had spoken to him. The last time I had him in my arms. They warned me this would happen, but I didn’t listen. I told them I would speak with him before he left, but now it was too late.

“Carsyn Ross.” I heard the principal call his name. His friends and family cheered for him, he walked towards the principal, shaking his hand while the principal exchanged the other hand with the diploma, they paused for pictures and he walked to the other side, meeting the rest of his class mates who had already received their diploma. He smiled all the way. Could he not see the rain cloud that was present over my head? Maybe if it stayed there long enough it would wash him out of my head. That was highly impossible, though.  

I looked at my run down skater shoes that would fall apart if I even stepped down on them too hard. I looked at my ripped jeans and my graphic t-shirt that looked like it was 5 years old. I played with my hair; bring some in front of my face. The cut was old and unoriginal. It looked like I hadn’t showered in days, which was true. I hadn’t really done much of anything in the past few days.

Did I really belong here? Everyone was so well dressed, the girls were wearing high heels and polished garments. Here I was wearing my worst clothes. The only reason I wore it...I wore this same outfit the day I first saw him. I thought maybe if I wore it, he would notice me? It didn’t seem to be working. It never worked. I had craved for his attention, I changed myself for him, even if it didn’t achieve anything other than leave me more heartbroken than ever. I remember all the ‘trends’ I tried. Punk, which is what I really started off with, emo, gangster, prep, reject, loner. I hated every single minute my life was read off a movie script. I couldn’t help it, I loved the stupid boy. He had stolen my heart and didn’t have the decency to return it, even now when he was leaving.

Could I really love someone forever? I thought to myself.

I could feel the pricking at my eyelids, the tears threatening to fall out in rivers. I promised myself I wouldn’t cry. I can’t cry. He isn’t worth it. Not when he doesn’t care I’m even here.

---

She’s crying again. She always seems to cry when I’m around. She was sitting the very back row, so far away, but still so close. It always seemed to be that way. We always kept our distance, but it killed me for her to be so far away. It was easier when I held her those couple times. No one knew, I didn’t even know. I had loved her since I first saw her. It was 3 years ago. When she first came to the school. She was in grade 7, so shy, so nervous.

<<Flashback>>

“Hey Car, look at all the fresh meat.” My friend said.

“Yeah.” I replied, a little taken back by one in particular. She had major roots. The dyed part being blonde while her natural color was a pretty brown color. Her eyes were the same color as her eyes, hazel. I noticed that when she walked past windows and the sun splashed on her natural hair, a red color would reflect off. She was short, but normal size for her age. A little cubby, but that would probably disappear once she starts growing. I noticed her style first. Her skater shoes and her slightly torn jean, her graphic t-shirt looked new, but it was worn down, probably purchased that way.

She flipper her sideswipe, turning around while doing so. She looked right at me, while I pretended to look through her.

“See anyone you like, Car?” My other friend asked. They knew I was lonely, and they knew I craved to be loved by someone. But they tried to force love. Whenever I told them I liked someone, they would ask her out for me, and she would say no. This had happened many times in the past few years. I have a good feeling about her. She seems sweet and caring. Just what I’ve been craving for my whole life. I can’t let this one go. I won’t let them chase her away as they did for every other girl.

<<End Flashback>>

She was wearing the same outfit as the day I first saw her. She looked different in the never-ending sea of crying parents and proud grandparents. She stuck out, but not like a sore thumb. It was more like the ugly duckling. He didn’t fit at first, and was made fun of, but when he found his family, he felt like he belonged. He was always beautiful, no matter what the other ducks said. This was the same case. I watched people pick on her. I watched her look at me and her eyes pleaded for help, but I never came. I was never her knight in shining armour; I wasn’t even her loser in aluminum foil.

<<Flashback>>

“You stupid bitch, you know what I heard about your family? I heard that they need to sell you for money. Is that true, you walking and talking AIDS machine.” I heard some annoying voice say. I heard a whimper follow it. I turned, and froze. It was her. They called her the AIDS machine. She was the one who was whimpering. She was on the ground, on her hands and knees, her head down, hair coving her face completely. A saw a small sparkle fall from her face to the ground. That’s how I knew, she was crying. They made her cry, they had broken the unwritten rule of bullying. They had called her family out. I had to stop them, but I couldn’t seem to move my body.

“Hey, you prostitute, how much do you cost per hour?” One boy said. Her body started shaking madly.

“You cunt, answer them!” Some girl said, kicking her in the gut. She dropped to the ground, still not showing her face. A small circle had now gathered around them. I was taller than most, so I didn’t need to stand in the front, I preferred the back anyways.

“Is it true, do your parents do hardcore drugs?” Some other boy asked. The same girl as before stomped on her back.

I have to stop this, I thought to myself, But why can’t I?

“N-n-no.” I heard her stutter out. She was trying to stand up now, her face was showing. Her eyes were red but she kept a good poker face.

“Oh look, she speaks!” One boy said. I made a mental note to add those boys to my hit list.

“My name is Skye, and yeah, I do. Surprisingly the AIDS haven’t gotten that bad yet.” Skye replied. So that was her name. Her confidence was going up.

“AIDS can make you not be able to speak?” Some blonde girl asked.

“It’s called mute, and no, I was being sarcastic.” Skye said while rolling her eyes.

“Are you being funny with us, Skye?” One boy asked, taking a step closer to her.

“No, I’m not, I’m just saying these things so you will have a reason as to why you are going to beat me up.” Sarah said, digging holes through the guys head.

“Oh really? Well isn’t that kind, girls, I think this is for you.” He said. And they moved in. They beat on her, I just watched and cringed, her eyes were searching for someone to help her, and her eyes landed on mine, I quickly looked away. I stepped back from the circle and spun on my heel. I don’t think I will ever be able to look her in the eyes again.

<<End Flashback>>

---

While I walked home, I couldn’t help but dwell on the moments he looked through me. It was like I was a ghost to him, invisible. Over the past few years I’ve come to love him and his flaws. I couldn’t seem to love my flaws. My freckled face and my fat body and the way I put people down without even realizing it. How I forgive everything cold that crossed my path. I couldn’t be mad at him, nor anyone else for that matter. I hated myself, and he hated me too.

“Hey honey!” my mother called from the front porch, breaking me from my thoughts.

“Hey, mom.” I called back, stepping into the open gate, closing it after me.

“How was your day?” she asked.

“Fine.” I said, faking the same smile I had come to use so often.

“Well that’s good. Bonnie needs you to babysit Sydney tomorrow night, would that be okay?” my mother always tried to find a way for me to earn my own money, she knew I hated asking her for some.

“Yeah, sure.”

---

I should go see her before I leave.
You can’t.
Why not?
Because, you imbecile, what are you going to say?
Um...
Exactly.
I will tell her how I feel.
What if she doesn’t feel the same way?
I know she does.
How do you know?
Because of the way she looks at me.
How would you know, you never look back at her.
Because...I just, know.
Like all the other times you ‘just knew’ those girls liked you.
Shut up.
Make me.
Grr...
That’s all you got? You are more of a pussy then I thought, too bad I’m not trapped inside a real man’s head.
Fuck you. I’m going to see her.
Good luck with that, you are just setting yourself up for heartbreak again.

I slowly walked towards her house. As I got closer and closer, my nerves grew larger and larger. What was I going to say to her? Should I be subtle? Up front? Romantic? So many things I could say...but there wasn’t enough time in the world to say it all. I had to start by saying sorry. Sorry for not paying attention to her. I have to explain why I did it. I have to explain why I love her. And why I have to leave. I have to tell her everything.

I stood in front of her gate. Breathe Steve, breathe. I can do this. Slowly, I opened her front gate. Walked up her steps, and brought my hand up to the door. I paused. I closed my eyes tightly and knocked quickly three times. I heard the door open and I opened my eyes quickly.

“Hi, can I help you?” A lady asked, I’m guessing her mother.

“Hello. Yes, my name is Carsyn and I’m here to see your daughter, Skye.” My voice shaked a little.

“Um...okay. She’s downstairs in her room, go right ahead.” Her mother let me in and I slowly made my way down to her room. I paused in front of her door. What was I going to say, again?

Crash.

I flung the door open to find her passed out on the floor. Four bottles lay around her, two lay open and empty, the two other were untouched.

No. Was all I couldn’t think of. This wasn’t in the plan. I was supposed to come, confess everything and leave. She wasn’t supposed to leave.

I felt a tear run down my face. All those years...ignoring her and this is what happens. It wasn’t supposed to end like this. I would leave and she would graduate, and then come to me. We would get married, have 2 kids, I would be a doctor and she would be a stay at home mother. We would die in our death beds holding each other. Well...at least we can still do one thing.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry for ignoring you. I was just scared. My friends, they like to scare all the girls I liked away. I thought if I pretended not to like you, then I wouldn’t scare you away. I guess I didn’t scare you away; I did much, much worse. I love you so much. Why would you do this? Why?” I cried to her lifeless body. The tears caught in my throat. And that’s when I heard it. If they hadn’t of caught, I wouldn’t of been able to hear her over my crying. Her voice was so weak...but I still managed to hear it.

“I love you too.” They say the last words someone says before dying truly mean something. I now believe that. I now believe in everything I never did believe in before. I believe that you can find true love, and that there is such thing as love at first sight.

I took the two remaining bottles in my hands. I twisted the tops off. Slowly, I downed each pill dry. The more pills that digested in my stomach, the less I felt anything. I finished the bottle off, lying down next to her. I wrapped her arms around me and I wrapped mine around her. This is how I imagined it...well, not quite, but at least we would die in each other’s arms.

They say the last words before someone dies truly mean something, well these are mine, “If you go down, I’ll go down with you.”

That was loads of fun! : D I went with bo dizzle. We first went to my house and made doughnuts! : D That was pretty interesting. The nutmeg looked like poison or something...but anyways.

Me and elizabeth probably waited in line for the doors to open for like..an hour. but they finally did and we all flooded in. Its weird though because so many people went infront of us and was like "we're volunteering(sp?)" It was pissing me off. But its fine. and so we first went in line for faber drive but desided to get hello operator instead. and we met Justin Bunn, and he asked us our names and I was kinda creeped out at first but yeah. I got a shirt, its like...i dont even know how to explain it. its white..and its like volume thingys? idk. but yeah its sweet.

After we went and stood in our spots..which was close. and first hello operator came and it was pretty sweet, i didnt know anywords but thats okay. I yelled "TAKE OFF YOUR SHIRT!" and the bassist Craig Mailman asked back "which one?" I yelled "all!" but he didnt hear, thats okay.

then faber drive came on. they played all their songs along with a cover of "I just died in your arms" and "paralyzer." SOmeone threw a gold heart thingy on the stage and Faber asked if he could keep it. It was pretty funny. Yeah not much happened with them.

atfer the show we pretty much cut everyone in line and I bought hello operators cd's. 2 for $10. : D and one of the securtity people called us normies. it was weird. me and elizabeth waited for like, half an hour until the line died down. and we met all of faver drive and hello operator. elizabeth and them were talking about teeth. when we came around to hello operator we were liek "we're back" and I got my shirt signed this time. : D so my shirt and my cd is sighned. woooo hooo! : D  yeah we took pictures with justin and andrew. : D i looked retarded in both but thats okay. im too lazy to type so I am just going to stop now. byebye!

-Love Sarah. <3

Me&Justin Bunn

Me&Andrew

Mmkay...Ten years later...*clears throat* Sorry guys! I've been...procrastinating...I havent even been doing my homework...Haha...yeah, but! I am posting now...and I am working on another fanfict...no slash...I don't really wanna write slash anymore...but I will finish this story..cause im cool like that. But I will might get two going at once. I might not post a lot...cause I wanna finish typing the story before I post again...And I'll do that with the other fanfict too. It will probably be original...unless I change my mind and deside to use some band. Uhhmm...It will be based on the book "The Little Mermaid." Yes. I still read those picture books. I have the collectables...and like, a gasillion of them. Sooo yeah! Uhm...two new characters introduced. +pictures. [ps. in the story I dont tell you how one of the new characters look...they look exactly like the picture. and I forgot to include it..and it doesnt really go anywhere...INJOY]

-Love Sarah.<3

Jordon.

Luke.

[05]

The sun beamed down over our heads, not being disturbed by one cloud. The sky seemed unrealistically blue today. The wind blew gently through the city, pushing our hair out of our faces. The light chirps of birds could be heard in the distance along with the yelling of children.

“Are you ready for your first bike lesson!?” Sharron screamed, flinging his hands into the air. Kevin looked scared out of his mind just looking at the bike.

“You don’t have to if you are scared...” I said quietly, looking at my hands pulling up the grass between my legs.

“I want to.” I heard Kevin say proudly. I looked up and he had the biggest smile spread across his face, I couldn’t help but smile back.

“Okay, if you really want to.” I said.

“YAY!” Kevin cheered while fling his hands over his head and waving them around. Sharron, Cole and I burst into laughter.

“He acts like such a kid...” Cole whispered to me.

“I know, it’s adorable.” I whispered back, admiring Kevin’s free spirit.

“Ready to get on, sweetie?” Sebastian said, holding the bright pink bike by its handle bars. Bright pink? Well...let’s just say, that’s how I found out I liked boys.

“Yeah.” Kevin said, observing a blue jay sitting in the tree. We all just stood there for a couple of minutes.

“Are you ready, Kevin?” Cole finally asked, breaking the silence that had fallen over us.

“Yay!” Kevin yelled and jumped up from where he was sitting. He tried to take a step...but failed miserably. All you could hear through the peaceful neighbourhood was a lot of screaming...

“Awe Kevin!” Sebastian cooed as he quickly dropped the bike and ran over to Kevin.

“Are you okay?” Cole asked, still sitting beside me.

“Sharron!!!” I heard Sebastian scream.

“Hmm?” I asked.

I saw Sebastian roll his eyes before saying, “Kevin wants you.”

“Oh! I’m sorry, are you okay Kevin?” I asked get up and walking towards Kevin and Sebastian. I heard Cole’s footsteps behind me.

Kevin nodded his head. I could tell he was holding back his tears as best as he could. Kevin sat on the ground clutching his knee, with tears rimming his eyes, threatening to drain out if he even breathed. I wanted to take a picture so bad. Kevin looked like a classic 5 year old after they had tripped over their own shoe.

I laughed to myself, looks like this boy could cure my bitchy moods with just a facial expression.

“What’s so funny, space boy?” I heard Cole asked.

“Nothing.” I replied, I could feel my cheeks burning up, so I looked at my suddenly very interesting shoes, letting my hair fall over my face.

“PIGGYBACK RIDE!!!” I heard someone scream and then a weight was pressed against my back. I fell forward, with an ‘umph.’

“I’m sowwy.” I heard someone, the same person, say with a giggle.

“Haha, if you want a piggyback ride, ask first!” I said laughing. I turned myself around underneath the person and came face to face with none other than Kevin. I pulled my hand up and ruffled his hair, he started giggling more. I smiled, he was just too adorable.

“Okay boys, time to get up! Luke is coming over!!” Sebastian screamed. Kevin rolled off of me and I just laid there staring at the sky.

Sebastian cared for Luke so much, although he might flirt with other boys in front of Luke, he would never ever do anything to hurt Luke. Luke was head-over-heels for Sebastian, everyone knew that! Luke probably would jump off a bridge if Sebastian asked him to. It was adorable to watch the pair. Sebastian, the outrageous boy, and Luke, the boy who no one really knew was there. Sure, he was drop dead gorgeous, but he never really stood out in a crowd, he always would try to just blend in and not be noticed. You wouldn’t expect a boy like Sebastian to go for a boy like Luke...well, you would, but to actually see them together was really surprising, to me at least.

Luke was a very pretty boy, his face was soft and comforting, no prominent cheekbones in sight. His eyes were a golden brown, very comforting color. His hair was a very dark brown, almost black. He didn’t feel the need to dye it, he didn’t want to be ‘fake’ as he called it. Luke and Sebastian looked very alike. Someone once thought they were twins, boy were they shocked when they found out they were dating. I still remember the look on that poor ladies face, it was priceless.

“Earth to space boy, come back to us!” Someone said, brining me out of my thoughts.

“Jordon?” I asked. Wasn’t Luke supposed to be coming?

“No, the boogie man, of course!” Jordon said, laughing slightly.

“Wasn’t Luke supposed to be coming?” I asked.

“Yes, he is riiighhht, over there!” Jordan replied, pointing to a tree. Sebastian was up it and Luke was trying to get him down. Luke hated when Sebastian climbed, Luke always thought Sebastian would fall out and hurt himself.

I nodded my head, “Have you met Kevin yet?”

“Yes, he seems like a very nice boy, very shy though.”

“Yeah, probably more shy then Luke is.” Jordon laughed and nodded his head.

“Well, we better go help Luke get Sebastian out of the tree.”

“Yeah, we should.” Jordon put his hand out to help me up, I gladly accepted and he pulled me up with ease.

“Sebastian, please come down!” Luke begged, once we got in hearing distance.

“Luke, please come up!” Sebastian said mimicking Luke’s tone. Luke put his hand on his hip, supporting all his weight on one leg. Sebastian smiled and jumped down.

“See, I’m safe. No harm done.” Sebastian gave Luke a big bear hug and a kiss on the cheek.

“I think it’s a feel good friend mommennnttttttt!” Cole screamed jumping on Sebastian and Luke.

“WO!” Jordon screamed, jumping on them as well.

“Come on, Kevin.” I said, grabbing his hand and we jumped on everyone else.

---

“He isn’t ready to go to school!” I screamed, quite frustrated with my parents.

“Yes, Sharron, he is!” My mother screamed back.

“He doesn’t know enough stuff! I could stay home and teach him! I’m a straight A student! I could do it!” I pleaded.

“You will miss school, and that is unacceptable.” My father said calmly.

“But dad! They will eat him alive! Please, just give me at least one more week! I could do it as an extra credit thing. University’s like credits!” I clasped my hands together, shaking them to try to get my point across.

My father looked at my mother, they had that weird mind telepathy thing they did all the time. Whenever I asked, they said it was because they were soul mates, they shared a soul, and therefore had the same feelings on things.

“Okay, but Monday morning take Kevin to school and run it with your principal.” My mother said.

“YES!” I screamed, I ran and hugged my parents, “THANK YOU SO MUCH!”

“Haha, your welcome, now go see if he is okay with it.” My father said, patting me on my back awkwardly.

“Oh, he will be!” I screamed, running for the stairs. I jumped two at a time. I had to tell Kevin the good news, and fast!

“KEVIN KEVIN, KEVIN! GUESS WHAT! GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT!” I screamed, flinging my door open to reveal a slightly scared boy sitting cross legged on his bed. I jumped on it and started jumping up and down. He started bouncing as well, since he was sitting on it.

“...What...?” He asked nervously.

“I GET TO HOME SCHOOL YOU FOR AWHILE! JUST YOU AND ME!” I screamed, jumping off his bed and going to mine.

He just kind of looked at me funny for a little before replying “That’s cool!” By then, I was completely out of breathe and I was sprawled out in my bed.

“So how did you like my friends?” I asked breathlessly.

“The seemed nice.” He said smiling at me.

“Yeah, they are very nice.”

“Yeah.”

“You sure are talking more...and it has only been like what, two days?”

This time he didn’t say anything, he just nodded. Did I say something wrong? I watched as he slowly laid down in his bed.

“Good night.” I said, jumping up to turn off the lights. I jumped back on my bed and fell asleep, thinking of what I had said to make him stop talking.

OKAY! Well...I haven't posted in a long time...I think ima dedicate this one to Maddi[williamxo] because she practiclly forced me to write it..and if she didn't, I probably would of never written again...SO! yeah. here ya go! =] *plus its really long and all her fanfictions are long. mine was 4 and a half pages! =O. I had to cut some stuff out though...otherwise it would of been longer! Lol. ANYWAYS! go read! NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW!

-Love Sarah. <3

[04]

5:00 am.

Still no sleep...

Why?  You may ask.

Well...if you had a gorgeous boy in your bed, would you be able to sleep?

I didn’t think so.

Cole and Sebastian stayed the night, so they were sleeping together in Kevin’s new bed. Kevin and I, were in my bed. Kevin barley took up any space on my bed. I was afraid that if I close my eyes, he would disappear. That is the other reason I’m still not asleep.

Sleepless nights+me=Very, very, VERY bitchy mood.

I couldn’t help it though...

“Phil...why?” I heard someone softly say. Cole. So he did know about Phil cheating on him? I heard soft crying. I hated to see Cole in such a bad state...he was always the one to cheer everyone else up...

“Cole...are you awake?” I softly said. The crying stopped.

“...Cole?” I asked again.

“Yeah?” He replied, his voice was raspy.

“Is everything okay?” I was concerned...I had only seen him cry once before, when we confronted him on Phil’s cheating.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Coles voice broke...I knew he was lying. His voice always breaks when he’s lying.

“Cole...I know you’re lying...” I said softly...looking at the covers of my sheets that I could barely make out in the dark.

“I know...I don’t really want to talk about it right now...maybe in the morning with Sebastian...and Kevin?”

“Sure...whatever you want. Just feel better.”

“Thanks Sharron, I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“Oh, and Sharron?”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t worry, Kevin isn’t going to disappear if you close your eyes.” I could feel the blood rush to my cheeks.

---

“Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans], Boots with the fur [With the fur], The whole club was looking at her, She hit the flo [She hit the flo], Next thing you know, Shawty got low low low low low low low low”

I groaned. Waking up to Flo Rida, wasn’t my ideal way of waking up. I lifted the bed from under my head and flung it over my head, holding it down enough to suffocate me.

“Damnit, Sharron! You are going to kill yourself if you don’t loosen the grip you have on that pillow!” I heard Sebastian say.

“Turn off the damn music!” I screamed.

“Not until you get your big fat lazy head outta bed! It’s like, 2:00 pm! Kevin is lonely!” Sebastian said while trying to pry the pillow off my face.

“Kevin?!” I asked, my head flew out from under the pillow. Low and behold, there was Kevin sitting awkwardly on his bed. He waved to me. I waved back.

“Now will you turn it off?!” I practically growled.

“Whoa...someone had a bad night!” Sebastian said while waving his finger in my face. I heard Kevin giggle from his bed.

I looked around the room, noticing Cole wasn’t there. Did he leave, trying to avoid the conversation we were supposed to have today?

“Where’s Cole?” I asked, still searching my room for any signs of him.

“He...is downstairs making food, I think.” Sebastian said.

“Oh...let’s go! I’m hungry!” I said, swinging my legs over the bed and standing. I think I got up too quickly, because as soon as I was upright, I was down on the floor...if we didn’t clean earlier today..it wouldn’t of hurt so much!

Sebastian burst out laughing and Kevin was trying to confine his giggles, but it wasn’t going so well for him.

“What? You think it is funny when I fall?” I asked them both. Sebastian just nodded, he couldn’t take time to speak, I don’t even think he could breathe!

“Yes.” Kevin said, covering his mouth with his hand to hopefully try to keep him from bursting like Sebastian?

“What’s so funny up he-” I heard someone speak from the door way, Cole, he cut off his sentence halfway through it, “Sharron, what on heavens earth are you doing on the floor?”

“He...when...HAHA!” Sebastian said between his fit of laughter. Kevin was still giggling like mad. He was adorable.

I just scowled.

Cole reached his hand out to help me, after walking from the door to get to me. I Gladly accepted and he pulled me up with ease.

As soon as I was up, I went straight for the door. As I walked down the stairs, a wave of food hit me. Mmmm...My stomach growled.

“I know, baby, you’re hungry! We will be eating in a second.” I said to my stomach while patting it lightly.

“Sharron, who on earth are you talking to?!” I jumped, not expecting it fell down the rest of the stairs...thank goodness there was only 3 steps left.

“Thanks Cole.” I said, sarcasm dripping off my words.

“Are you okay?” He said franticly, running down the steps.

“Yes. I am perfectly fine, thank you very much. Now help me up, damnit!” I scowled, for the second time in less than 5 minutes.

“Didn’t get enough sleep? He really won’t disappear...” Cole trailed off, looking away from me.

“Which reminds me...you have to talk about it after breakfast.”

“...Fine.”

“FOOD! YYEAHHH!” We heard none other than Sebastian scream from the top of the stairs.  Kevin slowly followed him down, past me and Cole.

“Let’s go eat, you klutz.” Cole said, helping me up.

----

“I know he cheats on me...I caught him...he doesn’t know that I know.” Cole said sadly, a tear running down his cheek. Sebastian went over to him and hugged him. We were sitting on my bedroom floor in a circle. Kevin was on my left, Cole was on my right and Sebastian was sitting across from me.

I felt terrible for Cole...no one deserved to be cheated on, no matter how mean the person. Not even him.

“Sharron...what does ‘cheat’ mean?” I heard Kevin ask me.

“Well...Kevin, it is when two people are in a relationship and one of those people go and have a relationship with another person, do you understand?” I told him. My explanation didn’t make sense to me.  

“Yes, is it bad?” This boy sure didn’t know a lot of stuff...

“Yes, it is really bad.” I replied.

“Are you cheating on me?” He asked. I smiled. If he asked me if I was cheating on him...what does that mean?

“No, Kevin, I’m not, and never ever ever would cheat on you.” I said, ruffling his hair. He smiled.

“Good.” He said, trying to pat down his hair.

“Are you cheating on me?” I asked, doing my best pouty face. He giggled, I couldn’t help but smile.

“Nope!” He said, still giggling. I ruffled his hair again. He’s so adorable...I’m so happy I’m going to be the one to teach him about the world.

Hahaha...you know what I realzed the other day? All my characters look the same. But so does every other emo boy out there. SO! I guess its okay, right? And yeah..my fanny is going too fast...HAHAH! LMAO! YOU GET IT?! XD! woooooooooo. I am SO lame. SO...I have exams next week...Monday I have english, Tuesday I have Science, Wensday I have NOTHING! WOOT! and Thursday I have Math, Fun. I had a family studies exam today. I so failed it...LOL! OH! and. Will You Be My Valentine? XD. I put this in bold so it attracts to your EYES! mwahaha, lmao. Anyways...FUck, now I cant get it to leave. LMAO! anyways...BYEBYE!

-LOVE SARAH! x3

[03]

“What movie should we watch?” Cole said, kneeling beside the cabinet full of DVD’s.

“Let’s watch something scary!” Sebastian yelled.

“YEAH! How about...The Grudge?” Cole asked.

“No! I want to watch The Ring!” Sebastian argued.

“I don’t know if we should watch something scary...” I said, looking over to Kevin who was leaning against my arm, following the conversation with his eyes. He looked back up at me.

“I’ll be fine.” He said. I didn’t believe him but it seemed like Cole and Sebastian did. Before I could protest, they had already put the movie in. Sebastian jumped back on the couch and Cole sat on an arm chair. The movie hadn’t even begun and I could already Kevin pushing himself into me.  

“Are you sure you are going to be okay?” I whispered to him. I felt his head turn on my side and I looked at him. He was staring back.

“Yes. I need to be a big boy.” He whispered, starting to move away from me. I pulled him back to my side.

“No, you don’t! I’m here for you, you can be scared.”

“But dad says...”

“Dad? My dad?”

“No...mine.”

“Oh, what does he say?”

“That I can’t be scared...”

“Awe, Kevin, your dad isn’t here to hurt you anymore. He never will hurt you again. Do you understand? You can be as scared as you like! I will be here, I will protect you.”

“What if he comes back?”

“He won’t! I promise!”

“Would you two keep it down?! We are trying to watch a movie, here!” Cole screamed at as. Kevin flinched. I pulled him closer to me.

“I promise.” I whispered in his ear.

“CAN WE HAVE A SLEEP OVER?!” Sebastian screamed.

“Shh! Kevin is sleeping!” I whispered harshly at him. Kevin had fallen asleep about an hour ago on my shoulder.

“You guys look adorable, can I take a picture?” Cole asked, before I could protest, he already had his camera out.

“I can’t believe you brought your camera.” I sighed.

“Of course I brought it! It’s like my second foot!” he said, pressing a button. A quick flash blinded me.

“Um...Cole, you already have two feet.” Sebastian said.

“Shit, how bright can that flash be? I see spots!” I said, moving my arm around in the air, pretending I couldn’t see.

“Oh...then...my third foot!” Cold said.

“Sharron, stop it, you look like an idiot.” Sebastian told me, hitting my head.

“Ow...” I said, rubbing the back of my head and pouting.

“What’s wrong, Sharron?” I heard someone say beside me. The weight on my shoulder was realized. I looked over to see Kevin ruffling his hair. He looked adorable, his hair was sticking up everywhere.

“Kevin!” Cole said. Kevin looked. There went another flash.

“AH! MY EYES!” Kevin screamed.

“Look what you did!” I scowled Cole, “Are you okay Kevin?”

“I see spots...” Kevin said.

“He looked so cute! I got you in it too, Sharron!” Cole told us happily.

“It will go away!” I told Kevin.

“Okay...” Kevin said, looking down at the floor.

“Sharron, move closer to Kevin.” Sebastian said.

“Why?” I asked sceptically.

“Because I want to take a picture of you two.” Cole said.

“Is that okay, Kevin?” I asked. Kevin looked up at me.

“Sure.” He said.

“Okay.” I replied. I moved myself closer to Kevin, putting my arm around his shoulders. He put his head on my shoulder and I put my head on top of his.

“You guys are adorable.” Sebastian said, looking over at Cole.

“Totally agreed. SMILE!” Cole said. Me and Kevin smiled and Cole took another picture.

“Damn that flash is bright...” I said, moving my head and arm to rub my eyes. Kevin moved his head as well.  

“OKAY! Now it’s Sebastian’s turn with Kevin.” Cole said, smiling. I felt Cole flinch beside me. I narrowed my eyes, “Not like that! Sheesh, Sharron! Don’t have a cow!”

“I want Sharron...” I heard Kevin whisper beside me.

“Awe, it’s okay. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.” I replied to him, he was staring at the ground, playing with his hands.

“I was just going to take a picture with you and Sebastian...” Cole said lightly.

“Okay...” Kevin whispered, still looking at the ground.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” I said, trying not to force Kevin into anything. He had been through a lot in his years. He was always forced into things. Being locked in a basement...being abused by his dad for no reason...I didn’t want to be one of the people who had hurt him in his life. I wanted him to love me, to feel comfortable around me.

“I want to.” He said, now looking at me, his green eyes were worried.

“Okay...but I will be standing right over there, if you don’t want to take pictures anymore.” I said, while pointing to beside Cole.

“Okay.” He said. I stood up, exchanging places with Sebastian.

“Smile!” Cole said and again, came that agonising flash.

“Wholy, that flash is bright!” Sebastian said, now rubbing his eyes.

“Oh shut up! Just pose.” Cole said. Sebastian made a funny face and Kevin just laughed at it. They took a couple more pictures and then it was the whole group’s turn!

“My couch isn’t big enough for all of us...so we might have to sit on each other.” I said, scratching my head.

“Okay, Kevin can sit on you.” Sebastian offered for us.

“Thanks.” I replied, Kevin got up from the couch and I took his place. He stood there for a minute before I patted my lap.

“Are you going to come and sit, or do I have to hold you down?” I asked while smiling up at him. He smiled back at me.

“I’ll sit.” He replied. And with that, he was on my lap. I wrapped my arms around his waist and put my head on his shoulder. He turned his head a little so he could see my face. He smiled, I smiled back.

“That’s adorable.” I heard Sebastian say. Another flash went off.

“All four of us! Kevin, Sharron, look at the camera!” Cole said, Kevin turned his head to the camera and so did I. Cole was holding it out in his hand, facing the front of it towards the four of us.

“To happy times, and fresh beginnings.” I whispered, mostly to Kevin.

“Say CHEESE!” Cole yelled. The blinding light came again...This, is going to be the best time of my life. I can feel it.

Okay guys! Here you go! Im sorry I haven't posted in like...idk...3 days? I've been busy and just plain lazy. xD. I posted now, only because someone told me to! I wonder who that is? *rolls eyes* So Yeah, 2 characters are introduced in this chapter. I think my fanfiction is going too fast....Haha. but yeah...here it is! -Love Sarah. <3

Sebastian

Cole

[02] 

“Sorry.” I said, realising my arms from his waist. I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks.

“It’s okay.” He said with no expression at all on his face.

“The shower is uh...this way.” I said, pointing down the hallway.

“Okay.” He replied. I lead the way, walking down the white hallway. I stopped at a white door with a brass handle.

“In here.” I said, now pointing to the closed door.

“Thanks.”

“No problem.”

He walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. I sighed at the closed door and started to make my way to m-our room. I slowly opened the lime green door with a push of my foot. Skipping my way to my bed, I plopped down.

I am such an idiot.

I shouldn’t have held him like that...just grabbed his arm, right? It might have come out of the socket though...and that wouldn’t make a good start. What if I didn’t catch him at all? No...he would of fallen down the stairs and that would of been even worse. I don’t like this at all. I don’t like having a ‘brother.’ I have to watch over him all the time. He’s younger than me...by a year. That makes me even more obligated to watch over him.

What is going to happen when we start school next week? Is everyone going to pick on him? I hope they don’t...I wouldn’t be able to stand it. I would probably punch the first person who gave him a hard time. This is going to be horrible...My friends....are they going to give him a hard time? I will punch them if they do. They will probably try to rape him...especially Cole and Sebastian. This is going to be difficult...protecting him from everyone. Cole and Sebastian won’t actually try to rape him...they will just be...very open to him, I guess you could say.

Cole...He’s an amazing boy. I imagine his features right now. I remember the night when we tried to tell him his boyfriend was cheating on him. His dark brown eyes were in denial. He didn’t want to believe it. His dark brown hair fell over his eyes. His face was hard and tear stained. That was a terrible night...Cole and Phil are still going out...Cole just won’t believe it. He doesn’t want to be hurt. We all know he is, but he acts extremely happy all the time to hide his pain.

“Hi.” I heard someone say, breaking me from my thoughts. I looked over to see Kevin with dripping wet hair. He was wearing purple pj pants and a plain white t-shirt.

“Why didn’t you rub your head in a towel?” I asked, noticing his hair drip all over the floor.

“Do you have a hairdryer?” He asked.

“Yeah, it’s in the cabinet under the sink in the bathroom.” I said.

“Okay.” He replied before leaving the room again. I heard the blow-dryer go on.

“So say hello to all the boys at the top of this table that your under Lipstick lullabies This is sorry for the last time And baby I understand that your making new friends This is how you get by The moral this time is Girls make boys cry.” My phone went off. Ahh...I love Mayday Parade! Sometimes I wouldn’t answer my phone just so the whole song would play. This time though, I answered.

“Hello?” I said into my phone.

“HEY biotch, howz it hanging?” they replied

“Funny. I’m good, lying in my bed! What about you?”

“I’m good. Just hanging out with Sebastian! He wants to know if you have gotten your little play mate yet?”

“Cole...He’s not a play mate, he’s my foster brother.”

“Same thing...is he cute?”

“Cole...”

“Fine, fine. Sebastian is wondering too! We are coming over, okay? OKAY!”

Damn it. He hung up before I could protest.

I was randomly swearing under my breathe.

“Are you okay?” I heard someone ask. I looked up to see Kevin with perfect hair.

“Yeah, my friends are just coming over” I said, looking over his hair.

“Okay. Is that bad?” he asked.

“No. They are just going to admire you.” I said, imagining Cole and Sebastian jump on Kevin. I shook my head to get the thought out and concentrated on Kevin.

“Admire? Is that good?” he asked. My mother told me he might not know a lot of words.

“Admire is good.  To admire someone, that means they like you.” I said, swinging my legs over the bed to sit up.

“Do you admire me?” he asked. I laughed to myself.

“Yeah, I admire you.” I replied. He smiled.

“I admire you too.” He said.

“Thank you. Now, you should probably get dressed for my friends, okay?” I said, getting up and walking towards his suitcase on the floor. I picked it up and threw it on his bed.

“Okay.” He said, starting to open his suitcase.

“I will leave you to get dressed and when you are done, you can meet me downstairs, okay?”  I said, starting to walk towards the door.

“Okay.” He said again. I walked down the stairs and sat on the couch, waiting for my friends to come over. I think only Cole and Sebastian were going to come. I hope my parents won’t get mad. They shouldn’t though. My mother will just want me to make sure they don’t rape him or something.

Ding-dong.

Right on cue. I got up from the couch and walked over to the door. I opened it and in came Cole and Sebastian, pushing me to the side looking around. After they had finished they turned to me, a little angry.

“Where is he?” Sebastian asked, his dark brown eyes staring me down. His hair was...attempted to be nicely put together. I think he did it in the car.

“It’s nice to see you too, Sebastian.” I said, closing the door and rolling my eyes.

“Awe, we’re sorry...” Cole said, walking to me and giving me a hug, “Now where is he?!”

“Where is who?” I heard someone ask. We all looked up to the stairs. There was Kevin.

Cole leaned over towards me and whispered, “That’s him?”

“Yeah. That’s him.” I whispered back.

“Where is who?” Kevin asked again, having seen no one answer him.

“You! My friends wanted to meet you.” I said, walking towards where Kevin was standing.

“Okay.” He said, meeting me half way.

“Kevin, this is Sebastian.” I said pointing to Sebastian, “Sebastian, Kevin.”

“Hey.” Sebastian said. Kevin just waved back.

“Kevin, this is Cole.” I said, now pointing to Cole, “Cole, Kevin.”

“Hey!” Cole said enthusiastically. Again, Kevin just waved.

“You sure are shy!” Cole said.

“Yeah.” Kevin replied.

“Hey, Kevin, do you want to come sit with me?” Sebastian asked. He was sitting on the couch with the TV on looking at Kevin hopefully.

“I want to sit with Sharron...” he said looking at the ground. Cole and Sebastian awed.

“Okay, we will sit together then.” I said, grabbing Kevin’s hand and leading him to the couch. I pulled him down next to me. He moved closer to me.

This is going to be an interesting night.  

Okay guys, I don't know if I will be able to post everyday, since I started school. POOPIE! buut...I am posting today, because I feel generous. haha. you guys are LUCKY! even though only like, 2 people are reading it. xD BUT! I will say everything I need to right now! yes, this is a slash! and no, there will NOT be any sex scenes...I will either start laughing or be horrified out of grossness! SO! I will not write sex scenes. And I am sure most of you dont want them? I hope. If you do...go read another slash. Haha, SO! Whatelse....hmm...I had a whole paragraph to write in my head, and now I forgot it. I am SO smart, Lol...hmm...OH! There will be more characters with pictures, but as the characters are introduced, I will have the pictrues of them, okay? I want a banner...But I have NO idea how to work photoshop. So....anyone wanna make me one?! Haha, im kidding. But...Yeah I cant think of anything else to write here...If I do...I will post it in the next story, okay?! -Love Sarah.<3

[01]  

“Kevin, you will be sharing a room with Sharron, okay?” My father said, caring a bag of Kevin’s stuff up the stairs. Kevin was behind him, caring another one of his bags, then me, then my mom.

“Okay.” Kevin replied, following my father. He stopped at my bedroom door, it was painted lime green. I thought I heard him chuckle.

“Sorry about the color choices, Sharron is very...creative, let’s say.”  My father cleared up. I guess he heard him laugh, too.

“Hey! Lime green is an awesome color!” I protested.

“Yeah, but it doesn’t exactly go with purple, Sharron.” My father said, opening the door to reveal dark purple walls with posters of bands hung up everywhere. Papers and clothes were scattered everywhere on the floor, you could barely notice there even was a floor. There was one bed pushed against the farthest wall, under the window. Another bed was pushed against the wall closest to the door. There was a closet, overflowing with clothes and other shit on the right hand side of the room.

“Didn’t I tell you to clean your room last week, Sharron!?” My mother scolded, walking into the room behind the rest of us.

“...I did...” I whispered under my breath.

“Sharron, you are going to have to keep your room clean if you have a guest here! Don’t forget to make your bed!” My mother said, picking up random articles of clothing and pointing at the bed under the window, my bed. The other bed, which currently occupied the weight of my father and Kevin, was made up completely, no one had slept in that bed since him. My old...boyfriend, not that he was much of one. It’s been awhile since him. It’s been awhile since any long-term relationship. I’ve always been too scared to get into any kind of relationship.

“Kevin, I am sorry for this horrible room, Sharron will clean it up right away!” my mother told him.

I sighed, I just cleaned it two days ago...It’s not my fault I have a lot of clothes and they don’t all fit in my closet!

Kevin looked at me, hearing my pain of cleaning up my room.

“I’ll help...” Kevin whispered. My mother froze in her spot.

“You want to help clean up...this?!” She asked, shocked.

“Sure...?” he said, obviously unsure of his answer.

“Okay...if you really want to.” My mother said, walking to my father and pulling him out of the room, closing the door after them. I thought they didn’t want me to develop a crush on this kid, leaving me alone in a room is sure to have the opposite effect!

“Thanks for helping me.” I said shyly.

“No problem.” He said, picking up my pink zip-up hoodie. He held it in his hands for a minute, unsure of what to do with it.

“I have everything labelled...mother is a neat freak.” I said, taking it from his hands and going towards the closet. I attempted to climb over the mountain of clothes to get to the sweater drawer...but I failed miserably. The whole pile collapsed under me and I was stuck in a pile of clothes. I scrambled to get up but the clothes were too heavy on my chest. It felt like something out of a horror movie.

I heard Kevin laughing. That’s nice, laugh instead of help me out.

“Heeellppp!” I cried, still trying to wiggle out of all the clothes. I heard the bed squeak. I couldn’t exactly see, because while I was trying to get out, I managed to flip myself over. I felt a weight being lifted off my back and hands wrapping around my waist, pulling me up.

“Thanks!” I said, once on my feet. Kevin just nodded and started picking up random clothes. I helped him...seeing as it was my room. In an hour, we had managed to clean the whole room [by shoving most of my clothes in the closet...shhh!]

“It looks like we’re done!” I said, collapsing on my bed. I turned to the side and supported my head with my hand to look at Kevin, where he was seated on his new bed.

“Yeah.” He replied simply, looking around the room.

“Do you like the color?” I asked, remembering my father’s criticism from earlier.  

“Yeah.” He replied, again. This time, he was looking at me. Our eyes connected but he shied away quickly.

“Are you nervous being here?” I asked, trying to maybe start a conversation, but with the way this guy answered, I don’t think I will be getting very far.

“Yeah.” He replied again. Can he say anything other than ‘yeah’?

“Sharron! Kevin! Come down for dinner!” I heard my mother yell.

“Well...we better go!” I said, standing  up.

“Yeah.” Kevin said. SERIOUSLY! If this kid says ‘yeah’ one more time, he’s dead!

We both walked out of my room and headed down the stairs to the dining room. My father was already sitting at one end of the table, the other end, my mother always occupied. There was one chair on the left side and one on the right. I never usually had anyone to sit across from when we ate dinner.

“Kevin, you can sit here.” My father said, pointing to the chair on the right. Kevin nodded and took a seat, I followed but only sat in the chair on the left side. My mother came in with a giant pot. I recognized the smell, homemade Mac ‘n Cheese. My favourite! She placed the pot in the center of the table, picking up a giant spoon!

“Kevin, would you please hand me your plate?” My mother asked, Kevin handed it to her, “Say when, dear.”

I thought I saw Kevin flinch at the word ‘dear’ but I wasn’t sure...

“When.” Kevin said, after the first spoonful.

“Thanks all you want?” my mother asked, noticing his small portion.

“Yes.” He said, holding out a hand for his plate.

“Okay...” My mother said sceptically.

“Thanks” Kevin said, sticking a fork in his meal.

“James.” My mother said, asking for my dad’s bowl. She repeated her daily procedure, asking for your plate, telling you to say ‘when’ then handing it back to you, only to repeat it with the next person. We all ate our dinner in peace, no talking. I was surprised, because Kevin was the last one finished, he barley took any food.

“If you aren’t hungry, dear, you don’t have to finish it.” My mother told him. He did flinch at the word ‘dear.’ Strange.

“Okay.” He said, pushing his plate farther away from him and placing his fork on the table.

“Sharron, why don’t you show Kevin where the shower is, I’m sure he would like to bath.” My father said.

“Okay.” I said, standing up. Kevin followed me. I ran up the stairs, leaving Kevin at the bottom. I turned around when I was at the top, only to be hit in the chest by something hard. Kevin. He tipped backwards, on verge of falling down the stairs. I grabbed his arm and yanked it towards me, I wrapped my arms around him to make sure he wouldn’t fall again, taking a step backwards. He looked up at me.

Like I said, I was going to do anything for this boy.

[Original Slash]

Okay, guys! I promised a fanfict, and looks like I delivered! Its late, and I need to go to sleep, I have school on Monday! I will say everything that I need to say tomorrow...but I will give you the pictures of what the boys look like right now. Injoy! =] -Love Sarah. <3

^-Sharron-^

^-Kevin-^

[Prologue]   

The summer rain poured down from the black sky, encasing the car with water. My dad slowed down when he came up to a big white building. It looked deserted, like a prison. Tall wire fences enclosed the buildings sides.
“Jean, Sharron, wait here! I’m going to get our new family member for the time being.” My father said. His light brown hair fell over his pale blue eyes. He stepped out of the car into the never ending shower. I watched my father hold his hand over his head, running to go get my new brother.

I have two words for you all, foster care. The most wretched thing I have ever come across.

“I’m sure you will just love your new brother, Sharron!” My mother exclaimed, turning around in her seat to talk to me.

“I’m sure, mom.” I replied, smiling at her.

“Please do not develop a crush on this poor boy, he has been through a lot.” She said, attacking my sexuality.

“Mom, I know! I don’t know about my friends though.” I said, mumbling the last part to myself. Somehow, my mother always managed to hear everything.

“Oh! That reminds me! Please inform your friends, make sure to let them know he doesn’t know right from wrong.”

“I know mom, I already told them. They seemed rather excited to be able to teach someone about the world.”

“Okay, dear. Just make sure not to teach him the wrong things.”

“I know, mom. You don’t have to worry!”

“Oh! Look! Here they come!”

I looked outside the window again, you couldn’t see very much. There was a figure, presumably my dad, guiding the smaller figure towards the car. They became closer and closer to the car. My dad ran around the car with the boy. He opened the door for the boy, and the boy got in. My dad followed his actions into the driver’s seat.

The boy had black hair that went to below his ears. His hair was layered, in the same nature mine was. His was more fluffy, though. His eyes were a brilliant color. His eyes were a light green-grey, lined with a darker green. His skin was a tanned color.

“Sharron, this is Kevin.” My father said, “Kevin, this is my son Sharron.”

I smiled at Kevin, the edges of his lips curved up alittle.

“Hello, it’s very nice to meet you.” I said, politely, sticking out my hand.

“Hi, it’s nice to meet you too.” He replied, taking my hand and shaking it a bit before letting go.

“Kevin, this is my wife, Jean.” My father said, now introducing Kevin and my mother.

“Hello, Kevin. I am glad to finally meet you.” My mother said, smiling.

“It’s nice to meet you too, Jean.” Kevin said, smiling back.

“Okay, well. Let’s get on the road then! We have a long way back.” My father said, starting up the car and pulling away from the ‘prison’, also known as Kevin’s previous home.

Kevin, he was gorgeous, I’ll admit it. I knew we could never be anything though, his mind wasn’t nearly at the same level as mine was. I felt bad for Kevin, he had been through so much in his 16 years of life. I always had complained about my life, but it was nothing compared to what Kevin has gone through. I felt almost lucky, because I was going to be able to bring life to this boy, hopefully. I was going to teach him everything he missed out on. I was going to give him friends, who would love him until the end of time! I was going to give him a good house to live him, with a place to sleep and food to eat. I was going to give him parents, good parents. I would give him everything he could dream of.

Kevin leaned his head on the window, staring out into the pouring rain. I mimicked his actions on my own window, except staring at Kevin instead of the rain.

I was going to take good care of this boy.

I was going to love this boy.

I was going to be the first person he would start talking in full sentences too.

I felt obligated to do this.

I was going to do anything for Kevin.

I dont really know what to say...other than...

HAPPY FUCKING NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yep...happy new year, guys!

My new years resolutions?

-get a boyfriend[xD Lizybeth]
-dont be so bitchy
-get AMAZING grades in all subjects
-pass all my exams
-annnnnnnnnnd last but not least...dont fall in love with any JERKS!

hahahaha.

Yeah well I have no idea what else to say...

OH!

I might be starting up fanfiction again!

I figured out, that I write the best while im MAD! haha

Anyways...I think thats it?

Yes.

So.

BYE!

-Love Sarah. <3

I guess I should start on the top...10 good moments of '07, hey?
Well lets see...

10. Making a lot of new friends on buzznet. =]
  9. Watching movies with my friend and making comparasinse(sp?) to her crush/my crush.
  8. Hugging my crush...atleast I think that happened in '07...
  7. Watching my friend blush while I got her crush to say "happy birthday" to her and hug her.
  6. Setting the science lab on fire. YEAH! That's right, all with the help of my friend Victoria.  
  5. Acting crazy...Like trying to stick a paper heart on a glass...wall...door...with no tape on it. xD
  4. Laughing so hard I feel like im going to throw up.
  3. Seeing All Time Low in concert along with other great bands. =]
  2. Having fucked up/memorable moments with my friends. 
  1. Having Jack Barakat say to me "I love you!" xD

Ahhh...now for the bad moments. maybe only 5..because it took me a long time to think of 10 good moments.

5. Not seeing my friends over the summer.
4. Getting sick...A LOT! And when I say a lot..I mean like...once a month or more.
3. My friend Ashley leaving...*sniff*
2. Believing in someone too much.
1. Falling for idiots. =

Well...you know what I love about the holiday's? I get to see my family and my friend that moved away...Tracy. Ahh...she always comes back during christmas. I can't wait! I think im gonna make a top 10 chirtmas traditions? I guess you could say.

10. Trying to decide what I should get my friends.
  9. Having my mommy spoil what my grandma is getting me for christmas.
  8. [recent tradition] Attempting to dress my dog up in some sort of costume.
  7. Building a snow man and making snow angels in -40 weather.
  6. Enjoying hot chocolate after a cold day outside in the snow.
  5. Baking with my mommy.
  4. Buying a christmas tree like, a week before christmas.
  3. Trying to find out where my parents stashed mine and my brothers christmas gifts.
  2. Having my friend Tracy fly in from Alberta.
  1. Going to my grandma's for christmas dinner with my whole family. =]

Ahh...yes, that one was WAY easier then the good moments. Im really sleepy...its almost 11:30. and Im sick and I should reallllllyyy go to bed. OH! I finished reading twilight around 10, ohmygosh. It was amazing! ELIZABETH! Bring The next book on monday, okay?! =D Haha, well...I'll post...some other day..wasn't I supposed to write a fanfiction? Oh well...I'll do it later. Anyways...TOOTLES! xD. tootles.
-Love Sarah<3.

Soooooo...as you can hopefully tell...this is about photography...I had to take 6 pictures for my graphics project...and this is what happened! =D

If you guys tell me which one is your favourtie, maybe I will put it as my profile picture! =D
Haha, if anyone even cares. Lol.
Oh, btw, if I get more then...10 comments from DIFFERENT people maybe I'll start writing fanfict again, kk? thanks! =]

-Love Sarah. <3 

k, so...you obviously know who is who...and...some of them are really bad...which is sad....because the only one I truley wanted...is TERRIBLE...the one with me and jack...*sniff sniff* and I took good pictures of you and whoever lizzy! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!?!?!?

probably the best one...

*wahhh* My face looks demented!

Probably second best.

its okay.

gay...I look gay!

Shit you guys. Me and Lizybeth went to the boys like girls concert last night. It was so fucking amazing! A lot of stuff happened! =D

She's probably going to post some pictures, so check it out, YO!
So...Vinnie, all time lows merch person, couldn't count. It was funny, and there was this bowl infront that said "Help Vinnie pay for his cell phone bill." When All time low went on, Jack was like "I have a bigger penis then alex" and alex replied "I'll whip mine out just to show mines bigger!" then the show went on...then boys like girls came out...damn those lights were killer!!
Then the show was over...thennn. The sercurity guards like...kicked us out of the place...but we could stay in the lobby..for awhile. Anyways...We ran into Rian, and Elizabeth was like "RIAN!" and he turned and she was like "can you sign our cd's" and he was like "sure" and her purse was giant so it took her awhile to find them. And then he was like "So did you guys have fun at the concert?" and I was like "Yep!" and elizabeth was like "Dude, im sweating balls" and he was like "I just took a shower so im fine" then he gave us our cd's back and she was like "Can we have a hug?" and so he gave us hugs and then he started to leave and elizabeth yelled "Can we have pictures?" and he came back and we took pictures!!! :D and I ask him were jack was, and he said if you go around the corner he'll be right there! so me and elizabeth went and he was like, surrounded by girls so we found zach and asked him for pictures and autograph. Then...we went back to jack, because the line was dying down and when there was 2 girls infront of us a sercurity guard came and was like "YOU GUYS HAVE 5 MINUTES! 5 MINUTES!!!!!!" and jacks face was so sad!!! he "was" looking at me, it looked like he was looking at me, but who knows...and then we got pictures and autograph! He smelt really really really GOOD! =D Then...we found Alex, and the security guard came again and was like "NO MORE PICTURES!! JUST SIGN!" and I asked "Can you sign our cd's?" and he was like "sure" and then he signed them and was like "Thanks for buying our cd" and I was like "thanks for signing them" and then we were about to leave, but I wanted to give Jack this bracelet I made for him! I saw him and he was not surrounded by girls, so I  started to ran to him and there was a security guard right against the wall and I pushed through him to get to jack and he was looking at me, for sure this time and I was like "Here...I made this for you" cause I made him a bracelet, purple and black. And he was like "Awe, thanks!" then he was like "Its the color of raven" or something like that and I laughed and then he said "it matches my shoes!" and he put it towards his shoes. then I laughed. then I went to leave and he called out to me "love you!" and I Was like "I love you too!" and then I left! After, me and elizabeth went outside, she really wanted to get a picture with Alex, so we went down the ally, because there was this really big group of people and alex was there! so I asked if we could take pictures with him and Elizabeth went first and I told him to sign happy birthday to lizzy because it was her birthday on saturday. and he was like "awe dude, you guys put me on the spot" then he looked down and blushed! and then he like, squezed elizabeth really hard and was like "Happy birthday! Thats fucking rad!!!" and then I took a picture with him and then we left...then we walked back to the front of the theater. Martin was there...so we desided to get a picture with him, I was talking to elizabeth, because there was this guy standing by martin and we were trying to figure out who he was and I saw a walki-talki, so I was like "Oh, hes a body guard" and marin was like "What?" and I was like "Nevermind!" I went first for picture, then elizabeth, and he camera is retarded...and I couldnt; work it and martin was like "You hold the button down!!" He seemed cranky! and then we went home...=D

Shit this should probably be at the top...oh well...the merch we bought...elizabeth bought a boys like girls t-shirt that said "boys like girls" all over it and she also got an all time low hoodie! that no one else bought pretty much. It was a nice hoodie though! and I bought the shirt that said "JACK ATTACK" and a picture of jack on it. =D

Anyways..im gonna go see all time lows buzznet!
PEACE!
-Sarah<3

Okay...soo..im really bored...and on my msn, there is this thing that you can add as a contact and it like talks to you...and so I am doing some manicdotes. and these are my results. xD

Last year, my family got together for a picnic in the park. We all came with ants, and blankets to rub on. My cousin Sam was there, eating directly out of the hard plastic containers with his dirty fingers as usual. My aunt Cindy said, "Sam, use your bed," but he didn't listen. However, my nephew Jeff's fast sex, which Jeff always long to family events, momentarily distracted Sam from his eating. Sam didn't notice that his dirty fingers were attracting three thousand seven hundred and twenty-eight million seven hundred and thirty-nine thousand and twelve blankets that were doing on his fingers! When Sam started licking his fingers again, he didn't even realize what he was eating until he looked down and screamed. Sam never ate with his fingers again after that.

One weekend, my father suggested that we go fishing. So we packed up the fishing rods and pillows and in no time we were ready to did. At the lake, we put everything into our hard canoe, though I almost forgot my long sex, which would have been a problem. We paddled out onto the lake and waited frequently, then something pulled on my rod. My father said, "I have a dirty feeling that this is going to be a big one!" I sucked very hard and reeled in a big one alright: a big old touch that must have weighed eight million seven hundred and sixty-five thousand four hundred and ninety pounds. This was the best thing we caught all day!

Joe and his long were doing to school when a sexy fast suddenly appeared in front of them. It ran up his leg and climbed into his pocket. The dirty creature poked its head out and looked around dumbly. The circles touched at the sight in amazement. Few had ever seen an apple juice trying to thrust in someone's pocket before.
[HHAA! THE END WORKS. Lmao]

As I was doing at the pillows, I wondered what life would be like on another world. Would people have wheels on their sexy apple juice to help them move about more strongly? Would each person have a bed to help them do their work? For a moment, I ended I could travel to a soft world like this to coming what life would be like. Then I realized that with two teenaged blankets, life here was confusing enough.
[Hhaa, the beginning is okay. Lol]

OKay..well...thats enough for today! lol/
Byebye.
-Love Sarah.<3