Life is like a Concert

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Slipping on my vans and zipping up my hoodie I pulled the hood up over my head. Walking to my window I slowly pushes it open popping the screen out. Climbing onto the windowsill I stopped looking down at the ground about ten feet down. Taking in a quick breath I reached down and grabbed my backpack before jumping. Hitting the ground I quickly jumped up dusting my skinny jeans off. Glancing over my shoulder I shook my head before walking off down the road.

Screw my parents they never cared, and never will, so what’s the point in me staying here. Oh yeah that’s right, there isn’t. Drunken yelling dad and drugged up moms, why did I put up with this for so long. I mean I’m freaking 17 for Christ’s sake! I’m getting out of this hellhole while there is still time, and while I’m still alive.

I walked down the middle of the street heading toward the park. Looking at my arms I pulled my sleeves down to cover my bruises. I’m not going to take anyone’s shit anymore, I’m on my own now. It was well past midnight and I finally knew my parents were sleeping, well in their case passed out. I knew I had a good chunk of time to get as far away as possible and that’s just what I planned on doing. Looking back once again down the street at my dark house.

“Never again.” I spoke before turning the corner, now I was finally starting a new chapter in my life, this one was way to long and it was getting old fast.

About 5 blocks later I was walking through the park. I walked slowly listening to the bark chips crunch beneath my vans. Breathing in and out slowly I savored every breath. The cool crisp night, dark sky hung over my head as I came to the big oak tree at the edge of the park. Sitting down I leaned my back against the tree I pulled my hood down over my eyes not caring to look around. I will sit here for a minute before starting through the woods, maybe when it gets a little brighter out. Suddenly a voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

“Now what is a girl doing alone at the park at this time?” The voice rang out smoothly. Glancing up I saw a boy about my age wearing dark jeans and a black short sleeve shirt standing in front of me.

“I could ask you the same thing.” I mumbled returning my gaze to the ground in front of me. Chuckling slightly he continued to speak.

“Running away are we?” He questioned motioning to my backpack next to me.

“Maybe, what’s it to ya?” I asked looking up at him, I was getting slightly annoyed that this guy was still here talking to me.

“No reason, what would your reason be for running away? I’m Aiden by the way.” He said taking a seat in front of me.

“You wouldn’t care even if I told you, and honestly I don’t feel like telling you. I’m Rizzo.” I spoke looking Aiden up and down from underneath my hood.

“Well Rizzo I would love to see that pretty little face you have.” He said grinning slightly. Pulling my hood down I let my black hair fall slightly over my shoulders, watching his expression. He kept an emotionless face as he studies me from head to foot. His dark eyes ran over my body again and again, they seemed to have this look of desire or thirst for something more than what he was seeing.

“Well Aiden it was nice meeting you but I got to go now.” Standing up I slung my backpack over one shoulder before pulling my hood back up over my head.

“Well it as nice meeting you, but why you leaving so soon we haven’t even got to the good part yet.” He spoke suddenly standing in front of me.

“Well whatever you were think about, it ain’t going to happen, so you are just wasting your time.” I spat trying to step around him but he moved in sync with me not letting me pass.

“Feisty are we? I always loved a challenge, makes everything even better” He spoke flashing a smile.

“Whatever, just because I’m a girl doesn’t mean I can’t kick your ass.” I said behind clenched teeth. Stepping around him a started off toward the road again. Hearing a chuckle from behind me I started to spin around but before I could I felt a sharp pain in my head. My hand flew up to my head as I started to fall to the ground, but I never hit the ground. I landed in a pair of strong arms.

I dont know how many more parts there will be, but it is ending soon, but dont worry i will be writing a SEQUEL!!!! :D Comments and Buzzes i love alot, so after you read this show me some love and comment, but please dont yell at me for taking so long. THANK YOU EVEYONE WHO IS READING MY STORY!!!! I <3 YOU ALL :]

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[Spencer]

Standing up I slowly and successfully made my way down off the roof without hurting myself or breaking anything. The sun was almost down and it was starting to get cold out. Zipping up my jacket I slowly made my way back to the front door, opening the door I felt the warm air as it hit my face. Walking into the living room I see Rickie and Haley in the same spot unmoved from when I left them about half an hour ago.

“Pete just text me, they are about ten minutes away.” Haley said not looking up from her lap. I glanced at Rickie to see her sitting cross-legged on the chair color on the bottom of her shoe with a sharpie. Smiling I slowly shook my head before heading to the kitchen.

“And what is Jon going to do with you guys?” I asked aloud looking down at the clear box of goldfish sitting in the middle of the kitchen floor. Making my way over to the fridge I rummaged slowly through it looking for something to drink. Settling on a can of root beer I sighed closing the door. Seeing lights shine across the kitchen wall I knew the guys were home.

“Hey guys they are back.” I yelled as I made my way to the front door. Walking outside I was met by the cold mountain air and the beaming headlights of the car.

“Hey Spence.” Pete said hopping out of the car.

“Hey man, so how did it go?” I asked puzzled.

“Oh, he sprained his ankle and fractured his shin bone. But the doctor said it should be better in about a month.” He explained helping the half conscious Brendon out of the car.

“They drugged him up so he wouldn’t feel as much pain.” Ryan stated as he helped Pete carry him inside. Following close behind I shut the front door walking into the living room. Pete carried Brendon the rest of the way into their room before coming back out a few minutes later. Taking a seat on the couch next to Haley. Everyone was deep in conversation. Looking around the room I noticed Haley was now missing, but no one seemed to notice. I heard the slight noise of the front door slowly creaking shut. Standing up I slowly followed her, once outside I saw the faint figure of her in the distance. Turning around the corner I slowed my pace. There she was sitting on top of a rocking crying softly into her knees.

“Haley?” I said quietly as I walked closer. Jumping slightly she quickly wiped the tears away trying to hide the fact that she was crying.

“Yeah?” She replied softly still looking away from me. Just looking at her I knew something must be wrong.

“Haley, what’s wrong?” I asked taking a seat next to her on the rock. Casting her eyes down she fell silent for a moment before answering.

“Nothings wrong, I’m fine.” She said still trying to choke back tears.

“Come on Haley, I know something is wrong. You can trust me.” I said concerned. Sniffling once she glanced at me.

“You promise not to tell anyone?” She asked starring at me, her face emotionless.

“I promise I wont tell anyone.” I replied turning my body toward her. Sighing her gaze fell to her hands in her lap. She was silent for a few minutes before looking back up at me, tears forming in the corner of her eyes. Taking in a deep breath she glanced at me.

“I’m uh….well…I’m….pregnant.” She stated quietly gazing at the ground as a tear rolled slowly down her cheek.

“That’s a good thing isn’t it? What’s wrong?” I asked slowly scooting closer.

“I haven’t told Ryan yet, its been almost two weeks.” She informed me letting the tears escape her eyes with no holding back.

“Are you going to tell him?” I asked once again concern filled my voice.

“That’s just it, I want to but…I don’t want to. I mean he just started his career and here is me with the news that I’m pregnant to get in the way of that. I don’t want to stop his career because there is a baby on the way.” She said crying now. Pulling her onto my lap I held her tight as she cried into my chest. Slowly rocking back and forth I tried to calm her down.

“Haley it’s ok, just because there is a baby on the way doesn’t mean he will stop his career.” I said trying to reassure her.

“You don’t understand, this baby will only get in the way of what his career could be…I will only be holding him back from how far he can really go. If he knows I am pregnant he wont be touring or recording, he will only be caring about me and the baby. And I just…I don’t want to do that to him, not now. I mean look where you guys are in your career, your band is doing great…then I come along with the child and everything comes crashing down.” She explained sobbing into my chest.

Wrapping my arms tighter around her we sat there in silence as she cried into my chest.

[Pete]

Letting out a loud sigh I plopped down on the couch closing my eyes.

“So, where is everyone?” I asked yawning slightly cracking an eye open to see Ryan and Rickie sitting in the chairs across the room.

“Well, Brendon is sleeping, I think, Rickie said Jon is still on the roof and…um…I don’t know where Haley and Spencer are.” Ryan said shrugging his shoulders slightly.  Hearing the front door open I picked up my head to see Spencer and Haley walk in slowly.

“Why hello guys.” I said smiling at them. Haley glanced at me just walking past me.

“I’m going to bed.” Haley mumbled softly walking straight through the living room and down the hall closing her door behind her.

“What’s wrong with her?” I asked looking over at Spencer. Sitting down on the ground next to the couch he just shrugged talking a long drink from his water bottle.

“I’m going to go see if she is ok.” Ryan stated standing up making his way down the hall after her. About ten minutes when by and no one said a word, the only sound was the ticking of the clock on the wall.

“So…..” I stated trying to think of something to break the awkward silence. “ I, um…yeah I got nothing.” I said scratching the back of my head.

“Haley’s Pregnant!” Spencer blurted out before quickly slapping his hands over his mouth, his eyes open wide. Me and Rickie starred at him in disbelief.

“What!?!?” Rickie yells looking at him.

“SHHHHH!!!!!” Spencer whispered harshly. “You can’t say anything to anyone, I wasn’t suppose to tell anyone. She hasn’t told Ryan yet.” Spencer finished casting his eyes to his lap.

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[Brendon]

Looking down as I jumped I noticed the mattress was a little too far to the left. Letting go of the umbrella I braced myself for impacted. As my feet hit the ground I fell backwards, a sharp pain shot through my right leg. Closing my eyes I screamed out in pain. Feeling Pete’s arm around my shoulders he lifted me off the ground.

“Come on Ryan, we got to get him to the hospital.” Pete said as Ryan slung his arm under my other arm and around my shoulder. Limping on my left foot we made our way outside and into Ryan’s car. Climbing into the back seat I stretched my right leg along the seats as I leaned my back against the door. As Ryan and Pete climbed into the front seats we started off down the mountain.

“I guess my calculations were a little off.” I commented chuckling a little trying to forget about the searing pain in my leg.

“How do you do that?” Pete asked turning around in his seat to look at me. “I mean you’re in pain and you still manage to laugh about it.”

“It’s no big deal, so you just got to learn to accept it and laugh about it.” I answered looking at him as my leg started to throb.

 “And just another quick question, why did you jump off the stair railing?” He asked raising an eyebrow at me.

“Well, I got bored and there was an umbrella sitting by the front door and the idea just came to me.” I answered chuckling a little.

“Brendon, you come up with the weirdest ideas to entertain yourself.” Ryan said looking at me through the rear view mirror smiling. I simply nodded as he turned his attention back to the road in front of him. Looking out the window I noticed that the city had now come into view. By now my leg felt like it had its own heart with every throb I winced. But I fought back the urge to cry, not wanting to look like a baby in front of Ryan and Pete.

Letting out a large sigh I looked up at Pete and Ryan. “God, are we there yet?” I asked drumming my fingers on the seat next to me. Now that the pain in my leg was gone I was just bored out of my mind sitting in the car.

“Yeah, can’t you see the big building that says hospital right in front of us?” Ryan asked pulling into the parking lot. Pulling up to the front door Pete hopped out jogging into the entrance. A few moments later he emerged with a wheelchair in his grasp followed by a nurse. Opening the door they both helped me into the chair wheeling me into the building.

[Haley]

I sat quietly on the couch twisting the ring around my finger again and again starring at the ground in front of me. Rickie sat criss cross on the armchair across the room watching as Spencer slowly paced the floor between us. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Jon leaning up against the doorframe to the hall. The only sound was the quiet ticking of the clock on the wall. Time slowly ticked by and no on uttered a word. We were silent, yet there was so much to say.

“Do you think he is doing ok?” Jon asked calmly, glancing up at him I saw him, his face emotionless as he stared out the window as if he was looking for something. No one answered and I sat there my back tense. I wanted to say something I just couldn’t get the words to form.

“Yeah, knowing Brendon he will walk through that door as hyper and peppy as usual.” Spencer stated still pacing slowly across the room and back. As each minute pasted I began twisting the ring more and more my mind racing. Just before I was thinking about the rest of my life with Ryan. The great things we will go through and even the bad, but like every couple I felt like nothing in the world could mess this up. But my mind was also thinking about Brendon and what was running through his mind at the time he jumped. My mind was even thinking of Pete, as odd as that sounds, about how we met and the things we went through. But that was all behind us, all of us.

“How long have they been gone?” Rickie’s voice rang through the room. Glancing at the clock it read 10:46 PM.

“Um, about 3 hours, but it takes a while to get back.” I answered leaning back against the couch my hands in my lap. Letting out a large sigh I head the front door slowly creak open. Looking up I see Jon slowly walking out the door, looking back into my lap I see the ring shining in the light.

[Jon]

We weren’t getting anywhere inside so I decided to come get some fresh air outside. Walking around the house I stood looking out over the drop off letting the setting sun warm my back. Spinning on my heels I slowly walked up the deck, stopping I looked around climbing up on a chair. Gripping the roof I slowly pulled myself up walking across the flat roof. Slowly sitting down I watched as the sun set over the mountains.

“The view is amazing isn’t it?” A voice rang out. Without moving I slowly glanced over to see Spencer slowly making his way toward me up the roof. Taking a seat next to me he let out a sigh.

Slowly scratching the back of my head I let out a sigh. “Is there anyway this trip could get any worse?” I ask slowly running my fingers through my hair letting my hand slowly fall to my side. Taking in a deep breath I held it in for a second before slowly letting it out.

“Only if one of us feel off the roof.” Spencer commented smirking at me before laughing. Slowly shaking my head I drew my knees up to my chest wrapping my arms around them I softly set my chin on them starring out at the mountains.

“Gee thanks Spencer, now that you said that I’m going to fall of the roof on the way down.” I replied smiling slightly just at the thought. The sun was slowly dropping and so was the temperature. Zipping up my hoodie I once again drew my knees close pulling my hood up over my head.

“Well its getting cold, I think I’m going to head in, are you coming?” Spencer asked slowly standing up dusting off his pants.

[Jon]

Stretching my arms out above my head they smacked into a hard surface. Looking up at my hands I was a tile floor and wallpaper covered walls. Quickly sitting up I finally realized…I was in the bathroom. Leaning my head against the bathtub my hand slid over the edge splashing into water. Glancing at the bathtub I soon remembered…I have fish to feed. Slowly I stood making my way to the counter, grasping the large container of fish food I twisted the cap off dropping it back on the counter. Reaching my hand in I took a large handful out before sprinkling it into the bathtub. Dropping to the floor I began to watch as the fish ate away at the flakes floating on the surface of the water.

“What are you doing?” I voice said from behind me. Turning my head I see Brendon Standing in the door way starring at me with a towel in hand.

“Watching the fish eat.” I answered plainly turning my head back to the bathtub.

“Dude, how am I going to take a shower now?” Brendon asked like it was going to be the end of the world.

“Um…why don’t you go take a bath in the sink…you know…like you did when you were a kid.” I replied laughing.

“Oh that’s easy for you to say…you’re the one who is hogging the bathtub!” Brendon whined like a five year old.

“Seriously, just take one when we get to the cabin.” I commented still starring at the fish.

“Fine.” He said before walking off down the hall somewhere. Standing up I stretched one more time before walking out of the bathroom. Making my way to the kitchen the smell of coffee filled the air. Slowly I strolled into the kitchen whistling, As Ryan and Pete watching me I poured myself a cup of coffee before sitting down at the table next to them.

“Jon, why are you so happy this morning?” Pete asked looking at me questionably. Taking a drink of my coffee I set it down looking at him.

“I just couldn’t wait to wake up to see your smiling face.” I answered batting my eye lashes at him.

“Good, cuz I couldn’t wait to see you either.” Pete said leaning over and wrapping his arms around my shoulders before kissing me on the cheek. Jumping back I looked at him horrified.

“Dude! What the hell?!” I yelled whipping my cheek. Ryan and Pete burst out laughing. “I will get my revenge, just you wait.” I commented glaring at them, which just made them laugh harder. Looking toward the kitchen doorway in walked Brendon, Haley, Rickie, and Spencer. As they all grabbed there morning beverage we all squished around the small kitchen table.

“When we get back from the cabin I think we need to go buy a bigger table.” Haley said as she sat squished between Ryan and Rickie. Standing up I walked to m y room grabbing my suitcase before walking it out to the car. Walking back to the kitchen I noticed a few people were gone and were now bring there suitcases out to the car.

“So, when are we leaving again?” I asked letting out a sigh as I once again sat down at the table.

“Um, in about twenty or so minutes.” Ryan said dumping his coffee down the sink.

“Ok.” I said to myself as everyone was now out of the kitchen.

[Rickie]

Soon we had everything packed…or so I thought. Turning around I see Jon coming down the walk way wit ha large container in his arms.

“What is that?” I asked looking at the very large container in his arms.

“My fish, I’m not going to leave them here.” He replied setting the big plastic box in the back of the car.

“So are we all ready to go guys? Spencer asked as he locked the front door.

“Yeah I think so.” Ryan answered him as he climbed into his car. We all climbed into the two cars and we took off up to the mountains. I was sitting shotgun next to Spencer in his car with Jon in the back seat next to his fish. Leaning my head against the window I watched as the world pasted by outside. It seemed like hours later we finally began our journey up the mountain.

“So are you glad to be here?” Spencer asked glancing at me.

“Yes I am, I’m lucky my sister was in town to watch my dog while I’m gone…or he would have had to come with us.” I explained smiling.

“Yeah, I don’t know how Jon would take having a dog in the house with his fish.” Spencer commented looking back at Jon.

“Hey, dogs like to eat fish and I would like to keep them alive.” Jon’s voice chimed in. Giggling a little I once again moved my attention to the fast moving trees outside. As the trees started to thin I saw as the top of the cabin came in to view in front of us. A smile came to my face when the car came to a rolling stop next to Ryan’s car.

Opening my door I took a step out, taking a deep breath I let the fresh mountain air fill my lungs.

“It’s really beautiful up here.” I spoke as I felt Spencer walk up next to me.

“I know, that’s why I love it so much up here.” He commented as his arm hung loosely around my waist. Closing my eyes I listened to the sounds all around me. Hearing a loud crash I spun around to see Ryan and Pete running toward the cabin. As Spencer went running after them I walked up next to Haley who was lying on the ground laughing.

Looking toward the cabin I see the front door hanging open and Brendon on the floor with our stuff scattered all round him. I also burst out laughing and joined Haley on the ground. After a few minutes of laughing and a tear here and there we finally pulled ourselves together and finally got off the ground. Dusting ourselves off we made our way to explore our temporary house.

The cabin contained one kitchen, one very large living room, three bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a basement. So all together it had three floors. Two bedrooms and one bathroom upstairs and the rest in the middles then of course the basement. All the bedrooms had one queen sizes bed and one had an additional twin sizes bed. After a very long debate we concluded that Me and Spencer get a room, Haley and Ryan get a room, and Brendon and Pete got a room…with Jon included.

“Wait why do I have to share a room?” Jon asked looking at us.

“Fin Jon, you can have the couch if you want.” Ryan said looking at him.

“Whatever, I’ll take the bedroom.” He mumbled crossing his arms. Now that we had that solved we all went along to unpack and enjoy the day.

[Pete]

After an hour of unpacking we all sat around the living room watching TV. Looking around I noticed that Brendon was missing. Standing up I walked around to the front door where the stairs were located. Turning the corner I froze, my eyes observed the scene. Jon’s twin mattress was pulled down the stairs and set below the railing. But standing on top of the railing was Brendon, with an open umbrella in his grasp.

“What are you doing?” I asked louder than I planned to. But unfortunately everyone came running and stopped to look at what was going on.

“I was going to see if this would break my fall.” Brendon said smiling like a little kid. But before anyone could say anything he leaped from the railing and began to fall through the air. Coming closer to the ground I saw his face change from happy to horrified. As he came to the ground he barely missed the mattress and he landing on the ground with a loud thud. Screaming out in pain he gripped his leg.

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[Brendon]

Ryan and I finally climbed into his car after filling the kitchen with food that we would need for the next month or so. The car slowly inched it way down the mountain pass. The sun was setting and the only light was the light coming from the head lights. The ride was deadly quiet, and I had no idea what to say to break the silence.

“Hey Brendon, I was just wondering….would you…be my best man at the wedding?” Ryan voice rang out finally breaking the silence.

“Of course man, I’m here for you.” I answered before gazing out the window at the trees passing by.

“Thanks dude, I knew you would be.” Ryan commented keeping his eyes on the road. After the very short conversation the car was once again quiet. I began drumming my fingers in my thigh, I have and never will ever be comfortable in silence.

“So….when are we leaving tomorrow?” I asked trying to start a conversation even though I already knew the answer, we were leaving at about noon.

“Well, after we get everything packed I would say……about noon.” He explained glancing at me. Just then the lights of the city finally came into view. Glancing at the clock it read 10:36 PM.

“It’s not even 11 yet, what are we going to do when we get home?” I asked once again trying to keep a conversation going.

“Well we got to see what everyone else is up to. But we will most likely watch a movie.” He finished as he turned down our street.

“You know we really need to think of something else to pass time I mean we always watch movies….It’s not that I don’t like movies I just……we need to change it up you know.” I explained smoothly.

“Yeah I know what you mean.” Was all he said before we slowly climbed out of the car and making his way toward the house, I followed close behind. Stepping into the house I noticed it was dark except for a glow of the TV coming from the living room, most likely a movie. Walking into the living room I slowly looked around the room.

First off I notice the movie they were watching was the Omen on account of watching it many times in the past. Rickie was sleeping on the arm chair covered in a blanket, Haley was lying face down on the couch sleeping with Pete lying face up on top of her.

“Well Ryan, it looks like they had fun.” I said motioning to Haley and Pete before laughing suddenly stopping as his hand struck my shoulder. “God man, I was only joking.” I explained rubbing my now sore shoulder.

“Can you come get Pete I want to bring Haley to her room.” Ryan explained walking over to the couch.

“Yeah.” I answered walking over to the couch. Slowly and gently I slid my arm under his legs and behind his shoulders lifting him off of Haley. He moved nuzzling into my chest. Slowly I began walking down the hall toward his room. Coming to his room I pushed the door open with my foot then again closing it with my foot. Softly I set him down on his bed, pulling on the blanket I covered his sleeping body. About to stand I felt his warm hand rest on my arm. Looking down at him my eyes met his sleepy eyes. Sliding over he motioned to the spot next to him. Pulling over my shoes, jacket, and shirt I slide into bed next to him.

Wrapping my arms around his waist I pulled his body close to mine. Softly I kissed his cheek then the side of his neck before leaning into his ear.

“I love you.” I whispered before resting me head against his. He began slowly tracing his finger up and down my stomach.

“I love you too.” I commented softly kissing my lips. Resting his head against my chest I felt as his breath got soft and even. Glancing at the clock it want now midnight and I was still lying there wide awake staring out into his dark room. The minutes tick slowly way as I wait for morning to come. Glancing at the clock it is now about 5:30 AM.

Pete’s body stirs in my arms causing me to look down at him. Rubbing his tired eyes he looks up at me, a soft smile fills his face.

“Morning.” He states quietly, resting his head on my chest.

“Morning to you too.” I comment kissing his cheek. His room fell quiet as I starred into his caramel colored eyes. Slowly his face inched closer until his lips met mine. Wrapping my arms around his fragile waist I pulled his close against my chest. His lips moved from my lips to my neck. Softly he kissed it before once again looking at me. Slowly I brushed a few strands of hair from his eyes smiling. Pulling his body on top of mine he gently rested his head on my chest. There was just something about holding Pete in my arms that felt so right.

[Ryan]

Slowly I sat up rubbing the sleep from my eyes. Today was the day we were leaving for our trip to the cabin, great, I once again had to attempt to write more lyrics. People flipped over my last ones, I just hope that they aren’t too disappointed with them this time. Slowly I stood making my way across my dark room. Opening my door I stepped out into the long dark hallway. There was a low light coming from the open bathroom door. Peering into the bathroom I find Jon curled up on the floor next to the bathtub. Smiling to myself I walked down the hall to the kitchen.

Flipping the lights on I slowly walked over to the coffee maker turning it on. As the coffee was being made I sat down at the table resting my forehead on it. Hearing footsteps on the floor I look up to see Pete and Brendon sitting across the table from me.

“So, is the coffee done yet?” Pete asked yawning.

“No……not yet.” I answered slowly, once again resting my head on the table.

This was going to be a long morning.

I wont cut my beard and I wont change my hair.
It grows like fancy flowers but it grows nowhere.
If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse,
I’d put a statue of myself upon the shelf of course.
She’s the smoke, she’s dancing fancy pirouettes.
Swan diving off of the deep end of my tragic cigarette.
She’s steam, laughing on the windowpanes.
The never-ending swaying haze,
oh that ever smiling maze ballet.
Everything’s gone missing. I’ve lost more songs to floods.
I can’t prove this makes any sense but I sure hope that it does.
Perhaps, I was born with the curiosity of old crows.
The piano knows something I don’t know.

-Panic! At the Disco

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[Haley]

And there right before me was Ryan, down on one knee, his deep hazel eyes gazing up at me. Reaching his hand into his pocket he pulled out a small velvet box. Opening up the boxed I watched as the ring sparkled in the soft sunlight.

“Haley, I love you more than anything in the world and I want to be with you for the rest of my life…will you marry me.” He explained as his eyes never left mine. Letting a few tears escape my eyes I quickly embraced him in a tight hug.

“Of course I will!” I yelled kissing him. Stepping back he grabbed my hand and gently slid the ring on. Looking down at it I smiled before wrapping my arms around his neck. Nuzzling into his chest I felt his arms wrap loosely around my waist pulling me closer to him. We stood there as the sun went down just staring off over the sparkling lake. Today was a day I would never forget.

We slowly made our way down the cement path back to the house. His fingers entwined in mine just felt so right.

Feeling the cold summer breeze against my bare shoulders sent a shiver down my spine. Feeling Ryan’s hand leave mine I felt his coat wrap around my shoulders. Looking over my shoulder at him his face held a soft smile. Turning around he pulled me into another hug. Resting my head on his chest we stood there in the middle of the park. It was peaceful, it was quiet but I felt safe with Ryan next to me. Looking up at him I brushed my lips against his before we slowly started to walk the rest of the way home.

Ryan slowly opened the front door, the house was dark so we quietly made our way down the hall to our rooms. Coming into my room I flipped the light on while closing the door. Quickly I changed into a pair of shorts and a white tank top. Slowly and carefully I slipped the ring off my finger and set it on the dresser next to my door. Looking back down at it I once again picked it up sliding it back on my finger. Turning the light off I made my way across my room to my bed. Lying down I turned so I was facing the wall. Trying to get to sleep I began slowly twisting the ring around my finger over and over again. It seemed like hours later I was still lying there wide awake, turning over I looked at the clock.

Great its only been 5 minutes.

Letting out a sigh I once again turned over shutting my eyes trying to get myself to sleep, but of course it wasn’t working. Hearing my door slowly creak open a small smile spread across my face. Feeling a body next to mine and arms wrap around my waist I giggled.

“What’s so funny?” Ryan asked while stroking my side which made me laugh more. “I think someone is ticklish.” He whispered in my ear. It’s true, the only place I was ticklish was a small part of my side, which he just happened to fined.

“So what if I am?” I said sitting up crossing my arms over my chest. Looking at him his eyes playfully narrowed at me. My eyes grew wide. “You wouldn’t!” I whispered. Jumping up I tried to run but it was to late, his arm wrapped around my waist pulling me back onto my bed. Running his fingers only my side I couldn’t help but laugh.

Grabbing his hands and pulling them away from my sides I looked up at his. His face only inches from mine I could feel his warm breath on my cheeks. Slowly our faces moved closer and closer until I felt his lips against mine. Removing his hands from my grip he grabbed my waist pulling me on top of him. Resting my head on his chest I sighed, his hands slowly rubbed up and down my back. Running my fingers through his hair I softly kissed his chest before looking up at him. His eyes were fixed on my and he had a slight smile on his face.

Leaning his head up, he once again kissed me. Resting my hands on the back of his neck I kissed back. Running his hands up the back of my shirt he lifted it over my head before dropping it onto the floor. (Sorry that’s as far as I go,J)

Slowly my eyes fluttered open, rolling over I noticed I was alone. Sitting up I rubbed my eyes, looking at the clock it read ‘11:34’. Standing up I quickly got dressed in a pair of lounging pants and a tank top. Walking down the hall and into the living room I sat down on the couch. Seeing no one else around I closed my eyes resting me head against the back of the couch.

“BOO!” Someone yelled from behind me causing me to jump. Turning around I glared at Pete who had his hands over his mouth holding in his laugh.

“What the hell?” I asked angrily.

“I wanted to scare you…and it was worth it, you should have seen your face!” He explained pointing at me. Shaking me head I sighed.

“So where is everyone?” I asked lying down on the couch.

 “Dunno, I woke up about an hour ago and they were all gone.” He explained while walking around the couch before lying down on top of me. Looking at him he simple smiled at me before turning the TV on. Flipping through the channels he soon stopped as South Parks was beginning.

[Spencer]

Walking up the stairs I stood before the door. Knocking on the door I waited for an answer. Hearing the dog bark from the other side of the door I could hear her yelling at him. As the door opened I smiled as Rickie stood there.

“Spencer!” She yelled before wrapping me in a hug. Walking back down the stairs we hop into my car before I start off toward our house.

“Ok, so the band is going to be going up to the cabin to work on our new album and I was wondering if you would like to come along?” I explain glancing at her.

“When are we leaving?” She asked excitedly.

“Um…I think they said tomorrow. Is that ok with you?” I comment.

“Yeah that’s fine with me I will go home later tonight and pack.” She answers with a smile on her face. Pulling into the driveway I pull the key out of the ignition before making my way to the front door. With Rickie behind me I quickly open the front door before making my way to the living room.

“Pete, remember what happened last time you did that.” I explain smiling at Pete who is lying on top of Haley watching TV.

“Haha very funny Spencer.” He comments before turning his attention back to the TV. Sitting down in one of the arm chairs I motion Rickie to come sit. Pulling her onto my lap I wrap my arms around her waist pulling her close to my chest. Resting my head on top of hers I sighed.

“So where is everyone else?” I asked anyone who knew the answer.

“Ryan just called him and Brendon went up to the cabin to make sure there was food and stuff for us, and we don’t know where Jon is.” Pete explained as he aimlessly flipped through the channels. Just then the door flew open to reveal Jon with a big bag. Without saying one word we walked past all of us and down the hall. Hearing the water in the bathroom run I turned my attention back to the TV.

“Fuck this.” Pete mumbles as he slowly stands up walking over the TV searching for a good movie to watch. “So what movie do you want to watch?” Pete asked while scanning our pile of movies.

“How about the Omen?” Haley asked.

“Sure, anything is better than this.” Pete said quickly putting the movie in before anyone could change there minds. Turning it one he once again took his spot lying on top of Haley on the couch. As the movie started I felt as Rickie nested her head into my chest. Tightening my arms around her waist I smiled.

About half way though the movie it was now dark outside and Rickie was dozing off. Looking over at Haley and Pete I notice they are both asleep as well. Slowly I stood up setting Rickie back down on the chair, grabbing a blanket I slowly covered her before making my way down the hall. The bathroom door was slightly ajar with the light on. Slowly I pushed the door open to find Jon.

“What are you doing?” I asked him curiously as I took a seat next to him on the floor.

“Watching the fish.” He answered simply motioning his head toward the bathtub.  Following his motion my eyes grew wide. The bathtub was almost filled to the top with water, along with the water I would say there were about 40 small gold fish swimming around.

“Ok one question, why did you buy so many gold fish?” I asked looking at him. His eyes stayed fixed on the fish as he answered.

“Well I had one fish before and it died so I figured I would buy a lot and if one dies I have more.” He explained in a flat tone.

“You do know we are leaving tomorrow to go up to the cabin for about a month right?” I asked leaning back against the wall as I also started watching the small fish swim aimlessly in circles around the bathtub.

Panic didn't get rid of there '!' if you want to know what I'm talking about message me and I will tell you ok, but shh it's a secret!

-Crystal

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[Brendon’s Perspective]

“And he caught you in his pool?” Nikki gapped her mouth at me, unbelieving. I giggled and nodded my head rapidly, but only to receive a punch in the arm.

“Hey.” I whimpered, pouting my lower lip, “You hit hard for a girl.” I rubbed my arm where she had hit, pretending to be hurt.

“I believe what Nikki is trying to tell you is that you are an idiot, Brendon.” Spencer winked at me, “You just don’t go into people’s pools at night without an invitation.”

“You are pretty much a hypocrite, Spencer. Have you forgotten all of those Summer nights us four got together for a little midnight swimming?” Those were the days, and then the school year had to come along and ruin our fun.

“Yes, but that was when that house was still up for sale.” Spencer pointed out in his defense.

“Oh, like just because the sign was down didn’t mean that there were already people moved in. It could have happened to anyone, it’s a common mistake.” I crossed my arms, our group shuffling down the hallway towards the cafeteria. “Besides, I think I did a pretty good job at charming him. He was speechless.”

“Yea, I wouldn’t know what to say either if you appeared in my pool in the middle of the night claiming that I found you irresistible. Poor man, I bet he‘s probably already looking for a new house.” Nikki rolled her eyes and punched me once again (and in the same spot too!).

“What’s with all of the abuse?!” I shouted out, throwing up my arms, “Is it hit Brendon day or something? And you,” I started walking backwards so I could face Jon, snapping my fingers in front of his face, “stop spacing out.” Jon didn’t respond.

“Hey, Earth to Jon, stop daydreaming.” Spencer was now trying to get his attention, waving his arm in front of him.

“Hm?” Jon looked up mumbling. “What, why are you all staring at me?” he seated himself at our table. For as long as I could remember we had been sitting at the same table all throughout high school.

“Because you are spacing off and you need to stop. What’s on your mind?” Nikki asked him, but Jon merely shrugged it away.

I was about to seat myself as well, until I remember the little bet we had going. Today was the day, and I was not looking forward to it. “Actually, I’m going to the bathroom.” I started to scurry away but Nikki caught my by the back of my shirt, gripping on tightly and refusing to let go.

“Oh no you don’t.” she snickered, pushing me down into one of the seats, “I do believe you have something to ask Ashley, do you not?” she grinned, while I glared.

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” I swerved in my seat to face away from her, just hoping that she would drop it. One thing I needed to learn to do was to think before I opened my big mouth. I was, to plainly state it, a moron to agree. But I acted on impulse, and of course I just had to prove to Nikki that I could get any girl in the school. I needed to impress her somehow.

“A bet is a bet.” Spencer insisted, looking across to the other tables. I also scanned the cafeteria, praying to God that perhaps Ashley had fallen ill with a terminal life threatening disease and just happened not to make it to school today. Idiot, you saw her in your third period class, of course she’s here.

“Come on.” Nikki urged, pulling at the sleeve of my shirt. I reluctantly stood, inching slowly across the room, Nikki stealing my seat and watching, smug grin plastered on her face, as I walked towards my doom. Every so often I would halt, glancing back to my friends as they waved me on encouragingly. I trudged on, dragging my feet as more people began to watch.

“Hey, Urine, are you lost? Emos eat on the other side of the cafeteria.”

“Would you shut up with the emo shit!” I blurted out, practically snarling, not realizing who I was talking to. I swallowed roughly, eyes wandering up to meet the faces of the jocks. Fuck. Though, I suppose it isn’t right for me to call them jocks when I snap at them for stereotyping me. From that point I decided to name this table ‘The people who could beat the shit out of me in two second flat’, instead of the ‘jocks’. I skimmed over the faces, spotting out Ashley immediately. It was hard to miss the fake blonde hair with pink highlights and five layers of caked on makeup. I wove through the tables, avoiding legs as they jutted out in attempts to trip me. I stumbled a few times but managed to keep my balance and made it safely over to where she was seated, now jabbering away while the rest of the girls at the table giggled and nodded their heads, all twirling a piece of hair in their finger. It wasn’t that I resented their personalities, but they all seemed so damn fake. Maybe if they just acted like themselves and not like complete sluts more people would actually truly like them. I dismissed my thoughts, clearing my throat and reaching out to tap her shoulder. She didn’t acknowledge my presence at all, and instead just kept on chatting away. I grunted a bit louder and continued tapping.

“Excuse me.” she let out an exaggerated sigh, twirling around and casting a glare, “Could you leave me the hell alone?”

I began to gnaw on the inside of my lip, wishing that Spencer or Jon were here to back me up. “Uh hi, I’m Brendon.” I figured that I should probably introduce myself, even though we had classes together. I was nothing but an insect to her, unimportant.

“So?” she looked apathetic, rolling her eyes.

“I was uh- wondering if you’d like to go out sometime.” I said in a rush, voice now becoming nothing more than a incomprehensible mumble, “Movies park lunch mall movies…”

Everyone fell silent for a moment, and I was growing more nervous by the second. Is this how Jon always feels? The table soon erupted in laughter though, piercing the apprehensive silence and causing me to turn my head, afraid of the insults that she was most likely going to start firing away at me.

When she didn’t say anything I looked back, watching as the other girls teased her, shoving her shoulders lightly.

“I think he just wants to get into bed with you.” one of them said.

“I wonder how many boners he’s gotten over you.” another joked.

Finally Ashley got all of them to shut up, which I was grateful for. She turned back to me, smiling sweetly, and for a split second I thought that maybe she was going to consider! That was until I found myself wincing as I received a slap across the face, the stinging sensation almost too much to bear. The room was hushed. I had to will myself not to scream out. When the searing pain began to subside slightly I hurried out, breaking into a run back across the cafeteria. I didn’t stop there, but ran into the halls, the laughter of my peers drowning out all other thoughts. I slowed, panting and rubbing the cheek that was surely red.

“Brendon?” I could here the tentative voice of Nikki call out. Padding footsteps, silence, more padding footsteps.

“Here.” I sighed, letting my back fall against the wall, body sliding down to sit on the floor.

She rushed over once I was in view, sitting down next to me and engulfing me in a hug. I took her offered comfort with relief, knowing she hadn’t intended for anything like that to happen. “I’m so sorry Bren, so sorry.” she whispered while rubbing my back soothingly. “I understand if you hate me, I mean, I shouldn’t have pushed you into doing something you didn’t want to-”

I cut her off, shaking my head. “Nikki, you sound like you just forced me to have sex with you.” We both laughed, “It was a bet, I took it, and that’s that. My choice.” I smiled, picking myself up off the floor, deciding that the scene was much too pathetic. I held out a hand to help her up as well. “And I’ll keep my end of the deal.” I declared.

“Brendon, no, I think the humiliation is enough already.” she tried talking me out of it, but I refused. No, Brendon Urie would take any challenge that reared it’s ugly face at him. I would not back down, I would take it like a man.

“I’m going through with it, it’s not like I get an opportunity to go streaking everyday.” I grinned, and we started walking back to the lunch tables, ignoring the bell as it sounded, indicating that fifth period would be starting in five minutes. We kept walking on, pushing through the hoards of people as they passed by. I suspected that we would be skipping the rest of the day.

“You’re the best friend in the world.” Nikki told me.

“Aw, you don’t need to tell me that.” We walked out the school doors when the office women were busy with other matters, skipping down the steps.

“By the way, what did you ever do with the broom hanging from your light fixture?” she asked, having left before I had solved that issue.

“When my dad came home he got the ladder.” I smiled, wishing that I would have thought of something so ingenious.

[Lauren’s Perspective]

“I’m going out.” I made a dash towards the front door, half expecting Ryan to block my way once again just as he had done yesterday. But he didn’t even respond this time and just sipped his coffee at the kitchen table. “Ryan?” I stopped running, shuffling into the kitchen and watching as his gaze flicked up at me.

“Alright, don’t go far.” he muttered, swirling the drink in his cup. I sighed, rubbing my arm as the guilt set in.

“Ryan…Ry,” I started, walking up behind him and putting my hands on his shoulders, leaning over and looking at his face upside down. “I’m sorry, for what I said yesterday about you not being my parent. You’re better. You’re my brother, my best friend, the person I look up to.” I gave him a hug, and he accepted his apology.

“I’ll try not to be so controlling and strict.” we shook hands, and I headed out the door, feeling that I left on good terms with my brother.

Sunny day, a slight breeze, perfect day. The fresh air felt good in my lungs. I was but a few feet down the sidewalk when I heard Ryan’s voice calling after me. I looked back, squinting against the sun and over to where he stood in our driveway.

“Hm?” I asked, walking back to him. Now I could see the plate of what looked to be a poor attempt at making cookies in his hands, a strip of plastic wrap covering it. Please no…

“Here, go meet the neighbors.” he forced the plate into my hands, disappearing into the house before I had time to protest.

“Why don’t you go meet the neighbors?!” I shouted at the closed door, though not receiving any answer back.

I grumbled, walking down the sidewalk, plate of cookies in hand. I didn’t see why we had to give our neighbors cookies, who wants to get cookies from complete and utter strangers? For all they know these delicious looking treats good be drugged. I circled the block a few times without realizing, my bangs beginning to stick to my forehead from the slight humidity. I decided to stop at the house with the tree in the backyard, seeing as how I had already met one member of that family. I wonder if he’s even home. I walked up their driveway, landing in front of their door, still trying to compose myself and figure out what I was going to say. I inhaled deeply, reaching out and ringing the bell, backing up from the door slightly. I tapped my foot while waiting, praying that maybe no one was home. I grew nervous as footsteps sounded, growing closer. The door swung open to reveal a woman standing there, seeming to be in her late thirties to early forties. She looked like any other typical lady you would see on the street, and I guessed she was the mother to the person I nearly killed yesterday.

“H-hi.” I stuttered, holding out the plate uncertainly, hands shaking. “We’re your new neighbors. Well, my brother isn’t with me obviously, but he lives in the house too.” I let out a nervous laugh, relieved that she smiled and took the plate.

“Oh good, I was wondering if that house was ever going to sell.”

I shifted my weight from one foot to the other simultaneously, hoping that the small talk wouldn’t last long.

“Would you like to come in? Oh, I’m Mary.” she held out her hand and I shook it. I was afraid that declining would seem rude, and I wasn’t good on making up lies on the spot.

“Sure.” I choked out, stepping in, “I’m Lauren. Nice to meet you.” I tried to sound like I meant what I said.

“You can keep your shoes on.” she told me as I had begun to take them off. I trailed behind her as she walked through the entry way and into a brightly lit kitchen, painted a nice light shade of green. “Would you like anything to drink?” she asked while getting a cup of water for herself.

“No thank you.” I stood awkwardly, and I knew she could tell I was uneasy as she offered me a seat at their table. My stomach began churning in all directions as she took up the chair across from me, setting down her glass. This is where the questions will start I assume. I guessed correct.

“So, Lauren, where are you from?”

“Pennsylvania.” I answered in one word, then decided to added, “Yea, my brother are from Pennsylvania. My brother’s name is Ryan by the way.”

She nodded along, still smiling broadly, “How old are you, are you going to be attending the high school here?” I opened my mouth to reply but she went on, “I have a son- two sons, Spencer and Jon, they’re both Seniors here at the high school. Oh, and your brother, how old is he?”

“Uh, well I’ll be a senior as well, I’m starting school Monday. And my brother is nearly nineteen…he’s going to the college.” I fidgeted with the loose thread on my jeans, looking down at the tiled floor.

“Oh, that’s great.” she clapped her hands together, causing me to jump slightly and scaring the living daylights out of me, “Maybe the boys can show you around, I’m sure you’ll have some classes together.”

“Yea, that’s sounds great.” I agreed, rushing up, eager to get out of there. “Well I should get home before my brother starts worrying.” I headed for the door but stopped in my tracks at the sound of her voice.

“Well here, why don’t you give me your house number and I could have Spencer and Jon meet up with you. There’s a school football game tonight, I’m sure it be a great chance for you to get to know other people at the school before you start your first day.”

I swallowed down the sentence I so desperately wanted to say, and unwillingly gave her the house number, thinking that perhaps her sons would just forget about me or decide against their mother’s idea. I said my goodbye, hurrying out. I wandered down the street, kicking along a rock, focusing down at the black asphalt. I wished that everyone could just leave me the hell alone, that’s all I asked. I just wanted to be alone in perfect solitude. I didn’t have anyone but my brother, and I didn’t need anyone.

Ryan hadn’t specified a time he wanted me back, so I let myself walk further aimlessly down the street, not caring if I got lost.

[Jon’s Perspective]

A commotion over nothing. Loud stomping, rabid cheering, clapping hands. I didn’t see the signifigance in these stupid school sport games, but everyone else loved them. So, to prevent being home alone on a Friday night I went along, pretending that I was enjoying the game. At first when I attended the sport games I acted uninterested and bored (my real emotions), but everyone complained that I needed to enjoy myself. To please them I put on a fake smile and went along with the act. This nights football game probably wasn’t going to be much different. Yet, my friends still failed to persuade me into wearing the school colors.

“Show some spirit!” They would tell me, but I ignored them.

I would wear the clothes I wanted to wear, end of story. I didn’t see why everyone made such a fuss over such things. Nikki and Brendon had skipped fifth and sixth period, but luckily still met Spencer and I out in the parking lot. It was the usual hot day and I surely didn’t want to have to walk home. Nikki dropped us off and I instantly shuffled into the house. I could hear Spencer shut the door as he entered also, kicking his shoes off and letting them land across the floor.

“Are you pumped for tonight?!” Spencer hung onto my shoulders, shaking them. I shrugged, pulling away from his grip and walking into the kitchen. On the kitchen counter sat a plate of cookies, and I immediately picked a few up, biting into one. Snicker doodle; the best. I turned back around to find Spencer reading a note, eyes skimming over it more than once.

“Vhat ift et?” I asked, mouth completely full. He simply folded the note and slipped it into his jean pocket.

“I guess mom met one of the new neighbors and invited her to come to the game with us…” his voice trailed off, “She’ll be a Senior supposedly. You know mom, always trying too hard to make people feel welcomed.” he shook his head absently, picking up a few cookies himself. “Come on, lets go to Brendon’s before we need to leave for the game.”

I followed out the door trailing behind Spencer, and after a few minutes of thinking I assumed that a logical guess would be that I had already met the neighbor girl.

'True Friendship'

(With none of that Sissy Crap!!!!)

Are you tired of those sissy 'friendship' poems that always-sound good, but never actually come close to reality?

Well, here is a series of promises that actually speak of true friendship.

You will see no cutesy little smiley faces on this card-just the stone cold truth of our friendship.

1 When you are sad -- I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you that way.

2. When you are blue -- I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.

3. When you smile -- I will know you finally got laid.

4. When you are scared -- I will rag on you about it every chance I get.

5. When you are worried -- I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be until you quit whining.

6. When you are confused -- I will use little words.

7. When you are sick -- Stay the hell away from me until you are well again. I don't want to catch whatever you have.

8. When you fall -- I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.

9. This is my oath... I pledge it to the end. 'Why?' you may ask? 'Because you are my friend.

Friendship is like peeing your pants: everyone can see it, but only you can feel the true warmth.

Sorry it took so long but here go guys go! :) comment and buzz

[Jon]

After Pete had left to the garage I took his spot behind the fridge door. Seeing the shadow on the wall of Spencer I watched as Brendon scooped up a hand full of flour and sugar. Packing it into a ball he chucked in across the kitchen. My eyes grew wide and everything seemed to move in slow motion. I watched in horror as Ryan appeared around the corner just as the ball of flour and sugar met the side his face. Freezing in mid step he stood there. Spencer had now appeared next to Rickie and we all had shocked looks on our faces. Hearing the garage door close I heard Pete making his way in.

“Brendon I found more ammo.” He said simple before I heard a thud, not looking I knew he had dropped whatever he had in his hands. “So…did you guys have a nice time?” Pete asked quietly. Looking at Ryan I saw him cast a glare in Pete’s direction.

“So…I’ll leave to let you guys talk” I said quickly standing hearing Brendon follow. Getting to the door way Ryan’s voice rang in my ears.

“No, sit.” Was all he said. Hanging my head I walked slowly turning the table up and sitting down slowly in one of the chairs. Now we all sat quietly around the table waiting for Ryan to unleash his fiery rage upon us. Taking a deep breath he wiped the sugar and flour off his face. “Ok, now Haley and I are going to go for a little walk and while we are gone can you guys please clean this up. I don’t want to come home to see the police here. Ok now back in a little while.” And with that he left the room, hearing the front door close I let out my breath not having realized I had been holding it the whole time Ryan was talking.

“Brendon I swear he was going to kill you.” Spencer said breaking the silence.

“Yeah, I did too.” Brendon commented laughing.

“But, it doesn’t make sense…I mean any other time he would have chewed your head off, what makes this time so much different?” I said talking to myself.

“I agree with Jon over there.” I heard Pete say. Snapping my head to the side I cocked my head.

“Did I say that out loud?” I asked looking at Pete. Looking confused he slowly nodded.

I really do need to stop talking to myself or I’m going to make my friends think I’m going crazy.

“Jon.” I heard Rickie yell. Shaking my head I looked up to see everyone now standing with either a broom or a rag. “Are you ok?” She asked me looking concerned.

“Yeah….Yeah, I’m fine just….thinking.” I replied grabbing a rag. I slowly began washing the table using small circles as I tried to clear my head.

Jon, I think that spot of the table is clean.” Looking up I saw Brendon looking at me. As my eyes made there way slowly down to the table I saw that I had indeed been cleaning the same spot of the table for the past ten minutes. I sighed deeply throwing the rag on the table before slumping down into a near by chair.

“Are you ok? Do you want to talk about it?” Brendon said taking a seat next to me.

“Yeah I’m fine.” I said, angrily I stood making my way to the hall, turning around slightly I looked at Brendon. He was looking down with a hurt look on his face. I mean he was just trying to make me feel better. Shaking my head I stormed off down the hall to my room, closing the door behind me I sat on the edge of my bed.

“What’s wrong with me? I hurt my friends when all you do is try to help me.” I spoke softly to myself as I ran my fingers through my hair. Letting my eyes settle on my desk I sighed. “Great, I must be a horrible friend, first I hurt Brendon, and now Fish is dead.” Picking up the bowl I slowly and quietly made my way to the bathroom. Tipping the bowl I watched as Fish slowly flowed over the edge of the bowl and landed in the toilet with a small splash. Looking at the fish one more time I pushed down on the lever watching as the fish slowly disappeared.

Still holding the empty fish bowl I walked aimlessly to the kitchen. Walking in everyone’s eyes landed on me. Without hesitating I walked over to the sink and set the empty bowl down, before slowly making my way back to the hall. Coming to my room I sighed.

Once I had finally picked up all the weed I swiftly made my way to the bathroom. Tossing it all into the toilet I looked at it.

“Ok Jon, this is only the first step.” I said trying to reassure myself as my hand rested on the lever. Taking in a deep breath I slowly pushed down the lever letting the air out of my lungs. Sliding down the wall I rested my arms on my knees that were pulled tight to my chest. At this point in time I felt so cold and alone. Raising my hand to my cheek I slowly pulled it away and closely looked at it to see it was wet. My life sucked so much at this point that it had literally reduced me to tears. Making my hand into a fist I slowly let it fall to my side.

Pushing of the ground I stood walking to the shower. Stepping in I pulled the curtain concealing myself inside the shower. Lowering to the ground I stretched out alone the bottom of the shower. Using the tip of my shoe I turned the water on. As the ice cold water began to rain upon me I sighed. The water had now soaked through my jeans, hoodie, and shoes making my skin numb.

I felt more relaxed now than I had in the past few days, it’s as if my worries were flowing down the drain along with the water.

“I should do this more often.” I mumbled to myself. Closing my eyes I leaned it back against the wall of the shower. Letting out a sigh I slowly began to doze off.

[Haley]

We slowly began to walk through the trees down to the lake. The moment was perfect, Ryan had his arm loosely around my waist and the night was calm. My life was going great, living with the band I could always trust that someone was there to help me, no matter what.

Coming to the lake Ryan’s arm slipped off my waist, pausing I took in the wonderful view. The sun was just setting and shades of pink, purple, and orange filled the sky. Taking a deep breath I let the fresh air fill my lungs.

“Haley.” Ryan said faintly from behind me. Turning around my hands flew over my mouth as tears sprang to the corners of my eyes.

I got this from a friend who wants other people to post it so if you do answer them just send them to me in a message and I swear I will be the only one to see them...so here you go! :)

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Lets play the If We Had Sex Game... Now don't be scared.... you never know who really wants to do you!

Here are the rules to the game.. REPLY SO ONLY I SEE IT AND REPOST SO OTHERS CAN FILL OUT!

1. Would you be in control?


2. Would you pull my hair?


3. Would you whisper in my ear?


4. Would you talk dirty to me?


5. Would you kiss me with a little tongue or a lot of tongue?


6. Would you say my name?


7. Would you go down on me?


8. Would you let me give you a hickie?


9. How many rounds would we go?


10. What would you wanna do afterwards?


11. Would you take off all your clothes then take mine off slowly?


12. Would you lick and bite me all over?


13. Would you like to play or get straight to the point?


14. Would you want me to take my time?


15. How freaky are you, 1 - 10?


16. Would you want fast or slow?


17. Where would you wanna "do it"?


18. Would you be loud or quiet?


19. Would you want me to be loud or quiet?


20. Would you mind if i licked you?


21. Do you like me?


22. Would you call me the next day?


23. Would you scratch me?


24. Would you let me scratch you?


25. Would you have to be drunk?


26. Would you date me?


27. Would you do it today?


28. Would you do it tomorrow?


29. Do you think that we would go any further then just sex?


30. Are you going to re-post these so I can answer them for you?


31. Would you make love to me or fuck me?

Sunday, November 11, 2007

New part, hope you like it! :)

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[Haley]

I had no idea where we were going all Ryan told me was to dress fancy. Knowing Ryan this was going to be a night to remember. The ride was quiet, Ryan’s hand grasped mine as he drove with the other one. I stared out the window as everything went speeding by me. Suddenly was made a left turn into Jack's La Jolla parking lot. As we approached the front entrance we slowly came to a stop. Getting out Ryan handed the keys to a guy standing by the front entrance. As we walked inside I was in shock, I had never been here before and it was more beautiful than I could have ever imagined. Linking my arm in his the waiter showed us to our table.

Our table was located toward the back. It was a small table with one candle in the middle of the table. Ryan walked ahead pulling my seat out for me, kissing him lightly on the cheek I slowly sat down. As he sat down across from me I lean forward on my forearms.

“This is really beautiful.” I stated staring into his eyes in the low candle light.

“I’m really glad you came with me.” He commented also leaning forward toward me. Moving my hand forward I grasped his hand as a small smile spread across my lips.

“Why wouldn’t I come with you?” I asked raising an eyebrow.

“Well, you were sick earlier and I didn’t know if you would be able to come.” He answered as a waiter came to our table side. Leaning back up against the back of my chair I looked at the waiter as she spoke.

“Hi I’m Cassie and I will be your waiter for this evening, what would you like to drink?” She asked in a spunky, bubbly voice. Looking down I saw a menu that had magically made its way in front of me. I slowly opened it to the beverage section reading through all the different drinks. Coming to the conclusion that about everything on the menu was way to over priced I looked up to see Cassie and Ryan both looking at me. Ryan gave me a look that said ‘order whatever you want it’s all taken care of’. Feeling better about it I quickly chose a Balaklava Nectar. Reading its description it sounded good. Putting the menu down I looked over at Ryan who was now quickly skimming the menu page. Coming to a drink he liked he named the Mint Julep, having tried it before I knew it tasted good. As the waiter walked away Ryan once again leaned forward turning all his attention to me.

[Rickie]

Closing my car door I locked it as I quickly made my way to the front door. Knocking a few times I took a few steps back waiting for someone to come to the door. The door slowly creaked open to reveal Brendon wrapped in a thick blanket.

“Hey, Rickie.” He said as he sniffed, stepping to the side to let me in. Walking in I closed the door behind me. Facing him I spoke.

“So, where is Spencer?” I asked looking around the dark living room.

“I don’t know, I think he was hanging out with Jon.” Brendon said as he slowly made his way down the hall with me following behind him. Stopping at Pete’s door he turned to me.

“Nice seeing you again, talk to you later, bye.” He explained as he disappeared into Pete’s room.

“Ok?” I mumbled as I walked down the wall, stopping at Jon’s door I could hear Jon and Spencer talking. I softly knocked on the door as all noise stopped on the other side. Slowly the door creaked open and Spencer’s head poked around the corner, when his eyes settled on me he fully opened the door wrapping me in a hug.

“Rickie!” He said yelled burring his head in my neck, kissing it softly. Pulling back he looked at me with blood shot eyes.

“Are…are you high?” I asked confused and shocked. A wide smile spread on his face.

“Why yes, yes I am.” He said bursting out laughing, Jon appeared next to him, laughing too. Moving aside Spencer pulled me into Jon’s dark room.

“You guys were here getting high and you didn’t call me?” I asked my hands on my hips. Spencer’s face held a sorry look a sorry look as we walked toward me. Wrapping his arms around my waist he spoke into my ear.

“I’m sorry, but it’s ok you’re here now.” He said smiling at me. Looking over at Jon he was now sitting on the floor smoking a joint. Sitting down next to him I grabbed the joint from him taking a long drag letting the smoke fill my head. Letting out a large puff of smoke I sighed passing the joint to Spencer, who was now seated next to me. Leaning against the wall I waited as Jon took a drag before passing it back to me.

We continued this for another few hours. At some points we would all burst out laughing for nothing. Suddenly we heard a loud crash coming from the living room. We all suddenly stopped laughing standing up we slowly made our way to the living room. Once there we found nothing, walking to the kitchen we saw Pete and Brendon covered in flour. At the sight of them all five of us burst out laughing.

[Pete]

Brendon came walking back into my room wrapped in a blanket. Sitting on the edge of my bed he just stared at the floor. Confused I moved so I was now sitting next to him. Leaning forward I looked at his face, it held no emotion, but a blank stare. Waving my hand in front of his face he didn’t flinch. Snapping my fingers once in front o his face he shook his head, turning to look at me he smiled.

“What were you thinking about?” I asked him confused.

“Nothing….I want some cookies.” He said blankly standing up he dropped the blanket on the floor he made his way out the door. Raising an eye brow I followed him. Finding him in the kitchen he had gotten far enough to get the sugar and flour out but that was it. He was now looking at the flour with a straight face. Slowly he turned his head so he was looking at me. A small smile spread across his face as he picked up the flour. I walked toward him but before I could speak there was flour sprinkling down upon me. Looking at Brendon he had a wide smile on his face.

“Face snow.” He said with a shrug. I had now grabbed the bag of sugar and was now sprinkling it upon his head. Taking a step back I stepped on a pile of flour and suddenly fell to the floor. Looking up at Brendon we both burst out laughing. Reaching his hand out I grasped it as he helped me up. Looking over at the kitchen entrance stood Jon, Rickie, and Spencer. The room fell quiet, out of no were we all burst out laughing once again. Before anyone could say anything Brendon had thrown a huge hand full of ‘snow’ at Rickie, once hitting her in the stomach everyone got silent before we all started laughing again. Rickie made her way toward me grabbing the bag of sugar, I now knew where this was going so I went to the cupboard and grabbed the other bags of whatever we had. Now Jon held a bag of uncooked white rice, Spencer held brown sugar, and I held another bag of sugar. Before I knew it I was hiding behind the open fridge door next to Brendon who was hiding behind the over turned kitchen table. Across the hall in the living room Rickie was hiding behind the couch and Spencer was hiding around the corner in the hall way.

“Are you ready?” I whispered the Brendon, who simply nodded. “1...2...3!” I yelled. Standing up I fling multiple hand fulls of sugar in Rickie’s directions. Hearing a war call from Spencer he jumped from around the corner pelting me with hand fulls of brown sugar. Dropping my bag of sugar I grabbed the nearest thing to me which just happened the be a can of whipped cream from the fridge door. Popping the top off I soon covered Spencer from head to foot in whip cream before he disappeared behind the wall again. The house grew quiet…to quiet. Glancing over at Brendon he looked concerned too. Seeing Jon coming before I could say anything Brendon got a whole bag of rice poured over his head, falling to the floor he pretended like he was wounded. Rickie then through another hand full of sugar from the living room. Brendon picked up his empty bag of flour looking down at my bag I realized I was also out.

“We need more ammo.” He said ducking as another hand full of sugar and brown sugar was hurled our way.

“Be right back.” I said before dropping to my stomach, I army crawled to the garage door. Once out in the garage I began searching for more stuff to us. Skimming a self I cam across another back of flour. Grabbing it I made my way back inside. Running to the kitchen I yelled.

“Brendon I found another bag of….” I suddenly froze, dropping the bag of flour. Looking at the scene in front of me I saw Brendon, Spencer, Rickie, and Jon with there hands clasped over there mouth. I also saw Ryan standing in the hall with his face full of flour. “So…..did you guys have a nice time?” I asked innocently.