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Ask me questions!! [Oct. 26th, 2005|09:19 am]
[mood |giddygiddy]
[music |GreenDay: Warning]

YOU CAN ASK ME TEN QUESTIONS::

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5.

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7.

8.

9.

10.

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No matter how random, revealing, rude, naughty or pointless

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I promise to answer them 100% truthfully

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[[[Repost this to see what others ask you...]]]
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So long ago... [Oct. 17th, 2005|02:08 pm]
[mood |happyhappy]
[music |Natta]

Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in such a long time. But now I'm back! And with a vengence, if I even spelled that right. Ah well. Neway, Remember when I told you guys a long while back about a guy I like? Well, I have something to say to him in a song...

I know it's gonna sound weird for someone to dedicate this song to someone they like, but I have my reasons...*pay close attention*

"Shut Up"

There you go
You're always so right
It's all a big show
It's all about you

You think you know
What everyone needs
You always take time
To criticize me

It seems like everyday
I make mistakes
I just can't get it right

It's like I'm the one
You love to hate
But not today

So shut up, shut up, shut up
Don't wanna hear it
Get out, get out, get out
Get out of my way
Step up, step up, step up
You'll never stop me
Nothing you say today
Is gonna bring me down

There you go
You never ask why
It's all a big lie
Whatever you do

You think you're special *in a good way*
But I know, and I know
And I know, and we know
That you're not

You're always there to point
Out my mistakes
And shove them in my face

It's like I'm the one
You love to hate
But not today

So shut up, shut up, shut up
Don't wanna hear it
Get out, get out, get out
Get out of my way
Step up, step up, step up
You'll never stop me
Nothing you say today
Is gonna bring me down
Is gonna bring me down

Will never bring me down

Don't tell me who I should be
And don't try to tell me what's right for me
Don't tell me what I should do
I don't wanna waste my time
I'll watch you fade away

So shut up, shut up, shut up
Don't wanna hear it
Get out, get out, get out
Get out of my way
Step up, step up, step up
You'll never stop me
Nothing you say today
Is gonna bring me down

Shut up, shut up, shut up
Don't wanna hear it
Get out, get out, get out
Get out of my way
Step up, step up, step up
You'll never stop me
Nothing you say today
Is gonna bring me down

Bring me down
{shut up, shut up, shut up}
Won't bring me down
{shut up, shut up, shut up}
Bring me down
{shut up, shut up, shut up}
Won't bring me down

Shut up, shut up, shut up

Like I said, I know it's weird to dedicate this song to someone you like, but I've got my reasons. ^_^
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Recieved From [info]yoshiartist [Sep. 7th, 2005|09:40 am]
[mood |bouncybouncy]

1) Reply with your name and I'll respond with something random about you.
2) I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3) I'll pick a flavor/color of jello to wrestle with you in.
4) I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5) I'll tell you my first memory of you.
6) I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7) I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8) If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal
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Guess what my hair feels like????? [Sep. 2nd, 2005|12:48 pm]
[mood |enthralledenthralled]

Well, no one's on in the morning anymore, so I wait till the afternoon to log on. At least then I know someone's on. But anyway, back to the hair thing...Hee hee,guess what it feels like when it's wet and put up like it is??

( To find out, click here )
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How to Catch a Guy's Attention [Sep. 1st, 2005|11:59 am]
[mood |chipperchipper]

For all you girls out there who have been wondering how to catch a guys attention, here's a couple of hints...

1. Dying to kiss him? *this is from a book I read.  Small thing, but informative*
Get him to notice your lips.  Try bitting your bottom lip, or leisurly licking it.  If you're daring, stroke your lip casually with your fingers.  Get him to notice it nonchalantly and it'll make him conscious of his own lips. ^_^ Maybe he'll get the point and do something with them?

2. If your guy is like some guys I know, then it's hard, and funny to get his attention.  Some guys you like might be complete perverts or mystery.  But this is no mystery.  Quickly reach your arm out to him, but don't smack him, if he doesn't seem to hear you.  Or say something funny and if he misses it...well then next time he'll listen won't he?

Well, I did say a couple.  I can't think of any more on my own without refering to that book.  So I guess I'll just have to wait, won't I?

Other then that, how's is?  I haven't been here a while...Hmm, everything seems normal...But how do I know...YOU GUYS HAVEN'T TURNED AGAINST ME AND NOW WANT ME DEAD AND OFF OF LIVEJOURNAL?!?!?!  JK!  lol!  Oh you should have seen your face...

I wanna sing now.  I just feel like singing.  Maybe I should practice my song for next years talent show...Savage Garden: I just now forgot the name, dammit.  AUGH!!!  I hate it when that happens.  I remember the words, but not the title.  That sucks.  Well anyway, here's shouting atcha...HOLLABACK!!
Everyone else: *literally hollers back*
Me: AACK!!* falls backward* @.@

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Fun Little Friend Thing [Aug. 1st, 2005|12:30 pm]
[mood |chipperchipper]

Here's how it goes, it's all positive so don't be mean! Think about three of your friends, the ones you talk to the most. Write down the basics...
Name: (internet or real, whichever they want you to use)
Age:
Birthday:
Eye and hair color:

None of them should be N/A unless you honestly do not know. After the basics, list three things you like about them. You can list more, but you have to list at least three. Then, post it on your LJ and see if they copy and paste it. This is so you can see what nice things your friends have to say about you. It's not meant to be hurtful, but helpful. So lets's see how far this thing can go. ^_^

1. Name: Stacie
Age: 16-17
Birthday: honestly don't know
Eye and Hair color: both brown
Qualities: She was very nice. She was a loyal friend and she liked to help out.

2. Justin
Age: 17-18
Birthday: Never asked him
Eye and Hair color: dark brown hair and eyes.
Qualities: he was very friendly even though it seemed like he flirted a lot. He liked to talk even though I'm not sure that's a quality. He was, eh, protective to a point.

3. (prefered I'd didn't list em.)

Well anyway, you guys try it. Who knows what'll happen right?
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..............................pathetic title. [Jul. 8th, 2005|10:21 am]
[mood |happyhappy]
[music |*looks around* Notta thing.]

HALLO! Been a while since I've updated hasn't it? We;; the last time I did I ranted about my dad.....and having a soccer ball plushie wedged in the middle of my bra. I still have that thing too. Just not in my bra anymore. Forgot to put it back in after a shower. ^_^;;;;; But I be a bit busy to remember it. Except for now that is...I remember it now.

*sigh* Would you believe I don't have a job yet? It's like no one wants ta hire me! It makes me feel so unloved...~snivel, snivel~

Okay, few questions...
1. Ever walked past someone wearing too much perfume or cologne and you just about gag? Or you do gag and you wanna tell them to wear less of it but don't wanna be rude?

2. Ever walked past a certain place that had such a nice scent that you wish would stay but it ends up fading anyway?

3. Ever have anyone look you up and down like they're about ready to jump your bones? *age don't matter for this question*

4. Ever heard the expression, "There's no such thing as a stupid question" and have someone ask you the stupidist question you've ever heard?

5. Ever feel like your life should be a music video?
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Here's something I found funny. My email friend gave it to me.

"You know the dumbest question ever asked to me was, 'Ever had a henweight?' And my friend, who shall remain nameless, actually said, 'What's a hen weight?' I looked at him and told him with actually a straight face, 'Three to four pounds. Why?' It took him a minute to get the stupid joke. But his face was funny. ^_^"

*lol*
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Home Life Really Sucks Sometimes [Jun. 18th, 2005|10:10 am]
[mood |sleepysleepy, so tired....]
[music |Blah blah blah]

Ever have times when your dad gets a temper tantrum and he takes it out on you? Cuz I hate it when that happens to me. My dad was throwing a fit earlier this week just because he was in a pissy mood and he took it mainly out on me! He told me he was going to tear up my bed, take out my stereo, my C.D player, all mt tapes, and my shelves. Which makes no sense whatsoever cuz he was the one who put them in to begin with!!! UGH!!! But after a while I guess he forgot about it and I ain't reminding him! No way!

So...question...what happens when you feel like two of your friends are starting to get into something and you feel like you're going to end up in the middle no matter what?

AND IN OTHER NEWS...
and on a lighter note...

I have a soccer ball plushie toy wedged inside my bra...

That was just supposed to be something weird and stupid to lift the mood. But it's true. I've had it there for about three days now. Hardly noticable. ^_^

And does anyone know how to finish an LJ cut? I get as far as the < lj cut > thing but that's it. What else do I haveta do?
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Medley [Jun. 8th, 2005|11:43 am]
[mood |mellowmellow]
[music |blah blah blah]

I started this short story a while back and I'm hoping for the insperation to finish it here soon. I'm just winging it so I don't really know how it will end. But please comment and tell me what you think of it, okay? I still don't know how to do the LJcut, so I have to post the whole thing so it's visible. Sorry! But here it is...

Medley

Summary: When the song ends, so will their lives.

By: convinced_lover



“Fly!!”

“Trey!”


I could feel her hand slip away from me. I didn’t want to let go, didn’t want to leave her. I wanted to be with her, and only then realized that. But now it seemed a bit too late. The song was almost over.



* * *


My name is Trey. Trey Coniveir. My best friend Fly Alamay and I were on our way to the skating rink to have some fun with my little brother Stephen. He was eager to learn how to rollerblade like me so we were willing to show him. And show up back at my house with a bunch of bumps and bruises to prove it. We figured it wouldn’t be too bad. Stephen was like the type of kid to say one thing and turn around and run away. He’s ten, but still a pain in the ass. Fly was eighteen, a year younger then me.


“You’re gonna hurt someone doing that,” Fly told me as I began to swing the key around my neck. “You worry too much.” I told her. “If I wanted to hurt someone I’d do it.”


She rolled her eyes. “Well that’s good to know.”


“He’s just a big meany head!” Stephen chirped grabbing Fly’s hand. I raised an eyebrow. That kid would do anything for her attention. “Well the Mr. Big-Shot,” I told him,” if I were such a meany head would I be taking you to learn how to skate?”


“Mom said you had to so nah!” He stuck out his tongue. Fly giggled. She always thought that our arguing was funny. I have to admit it was kind of funny when we argue, but only when I look back on it sometimes. Sometimes, not all the times. I flexed my fingers at him. “Come here you little brat!!”


“Eekk!!” He let go of her hand and began to run around her in a circle. She just stood there watching us with a bright smile on her face that seemed to make her eyes bright. “Fly help!!” Stephen yelped. She laughed. As she stood there the sun reflected off her bright red hair with sun influenced blonde streaks. She crossed her arms.


“Aw c’mon Stephen!” I called catching up to him. “I’m not going to hurt you; I just want to put a leash on you.” “Do I look like Drool?!” Stephen shrieked as he jumped away from my grasp. Drool was our five year old bull dog and there was a reason why we gave him the name Drool.


“All right Trey, that’s enough.” I called out as a sharp pain ripped through my ear and down my neck. I was pulled back and away from my younger brother, my face pulled lower then Fly’s. She smiled down at me sweetly. I swallowed as I blinked. The sun was behind her and it was hurting my eyes. “Um, yes?”


“You know what,” she told me. She finally let go of me ear and I found her standing in front of Stephen. “We’re not supposed to mutilate the little guy. We’re supposed to teach him how to skate,” she told me.


“Yeah! So stop being so mean to me Trey!” Steph (his nickname) yelled. I gritted my teeth at him though I highly doubt he noticed. The kid was a brat! And worst of all, a brat I had to share a room with because my mom’s new boyfriend was afraid of sleeping together so she gave him my room! I risk my life every morning just getting up. I live with my mother on one account and that’s because I don’t…


“Do me a favor, bite your tongue,” I told Steph. He looked at me funny. “Why would I do that?” he asked. I smirked half evilly. “Because it’ll make you smarter,” I told him, which was only a partial truth. If he didn’t speak he’d sound smart so if he bit his tongue he wouldn’t be able to speak. He stuck his tongue out and gently snapped his teeth shut around it.


“Hoss is?” he asked. I laughed. “Yep. You sound smarter already.” I told him. Fly shook her head. Turning around she called over her shoulder, “Let’s go already. We wanna get there by the time the skating rink opens.” I nodded and caught up to her.


Fly and I have been best friends for three years. We were friends enough for me to know her room was the color light purple. It’s her favorite color and that’s the color she made her room. We were friends enough for her to know my one major fear. Rabbits/bunnies. I shudder just to think of them. I’ve had bad encounters with rabbits and bunnies a long time ago and that started the whole fear thing. Hey, everyone has a fear of something! And hers is bugs. Sometimes it seems like we have nothing in common and the next minute it seems like we have everything in common. But that’s just how we were.


At the skating rink we got our roller blades, all three of us. Steph didn’t even get his in his hand before he went into stall mode and claimed he was hungry. “Can we get some pizza Trey?” he asked with a bit of a pathetic look to his face. I put my hands at my hips. “You ate just before we left home Steph.” I told him.


“But I’m still hungry!” he claimed. If I hadn’t known him like I do, I would have thought he was serious. But I knew he wasn’t and that gave me the edge. “No you’re not,” I told him. “You’re stalling and it’s not working. Now come on!” I took him underneath his arms and lifted him onto one of the benches next to the rink. His body shook just a bit as Fly and me took off his shoes and snapped on the rollerblades.


“On second thought,” he told us nervously, “I don’t think I’m ready. Can we try again like say ten years from now? Or maybe fifteen if our calendars are full?”


“Very funny Steph.” I said laughing sarcastically. “You’re going to learn sooner rather than later. This way you can impress the girls and your friends.”


He blinked. “Yeah right! The only girl I wanna impress right now is…” I slapped my hand over his mouth before he could finish. “Don’t even,” I growled. He smiled under my palm and rolled his tongue over it with a thick coat of spit slime. “Augh! Steph! Gross.” He laughed as I rubbed my palm against the denim cloth of my jeans. I growled and turned to Fly who was finishing her snapping on his right blade.


“If he keeps this up I won’t help teach him how to skate,” I told her as she finished and turned to me. “Come on Trey, you know he’s just scared,” she told me.


“Come on Trey, you know he’s just scared; how can you take his side?!” I exclaimed after mocking her. She pursed her lips at me. One thing I hated was when she pursed her lips at me. She didn’t say a word as she stood and helped Steph to his feet. I rolled my eyes. First the pursing and now the ignoring. Gu-reat.


“Come on Steph,” she said helping the brat to his feet. When he was standing he clutched her legs to get his balance. I was beginning to see red. I didn’t understand it, but that’s what was happening. Why was I feeling that way? She was just my best friend and he was only my younger brother. Like they would do anything like that…


“The first thing you have to do is gain your balance,” Fly told him as she grabbed his shoulders, “on your own.”


“In other words,” I said grabbing him by the waist, “not holding onto Fly’s legs. Come on Steph, let go!”


“No! I don’t wanna fall, and you can’t make me!” Steph screamed.


I smiled at a man walking past starring at us. Move along man, nothing to gawk at here, I thought. “I never said I wanted you to fall Steph, I just don’t want you holding onto Fly’s legs.”


“You just want Fly to yourself because you loooove her!” Steph yelled into Fly’s pants. I gritted my teeth. Steph was causing more problems then not. Not to mention he was making me see red for some reason. I let go of him and walked away. A moment later I came back with a cold metal crowbar. “I see I’ll have to do this the hard way,” I said smacking the bar against my palm. The palm that was still sticky from his stupid spit.


He squealed as jumped back away from Fly. He backed himself up against the wall and I followed him. He blew back his short blonde bangs. “I was only kidding!” he exclaimed. “I really didn’t mean it! I’m sorry, I don’t wanna die!!!”


“Who said anything about dyeing?” I asked with laughter in my voice. I sat the crowbar on the bench next to us. “I was never going to hurt you doofus. It was the only way you were going to gain your balance on your own.”


Steph looked down at him just now realizing he was standing on his own and not clutching to Fly’s legs. He smiled brightly. “Hey! I can stand on my own two feet! I did it!” He tried walking and fell forward. “Falling not fun!” he exclaimed into the floor.


Fly and I laughed but knelt over to help him up. We each grabbed one of his hands and dragged him as the case was, onto the skating floor. “It’s okay Steph, just take it one step at a time,” I told him. I moved my legs slowly so that he would copy me and get the hang of it.


“Just let your feet glide. Keep moving, and glide. Like this…” He watched my legs move and he tried to move his the same way. Fly moved her legs in unison with mine and he soon got the hang of it. “See? You got it!” I told him proudly. He couldn’t stop smiling as he skated along.


“But keep it slow at first,” Fly told him smartly, “or else you’ll fall flat on you rear and that won’t feel good.”


He nodded and insisted he could go at it alone from that moment. Fly and I were a bit reluctant to let him go so soon but we knew he would have to learn how to skate on his own like I did. So we left him and skated on our own. “Do you think he’ll be alright?” I asked her as we skated along the floor.


“He seems fine right now. Give him a break Trey. He’s got to learn how to skate on his own or he’ll never get it.” “Yeah. I know.”


“Lady’s and gentle skaters,” a man said over the loud speaker over the skating rink a few minutes later, “it’s now time for our two song couple skating. Couples only for the next two songs only. Let’s see some hand holding out there.”


I looked at Fly and she looked at me. We had just got there and wanted to skate, but couples were the only ones allowed to skate at that moment. I swallowed and simply held out my hand. Don’t ask what was going through my mind at the moment, but when she smiled and put her hand in my palm, I was one glad human. She pushed up the small glasses she wore on the bridge of her nose and we skated together with our hands laced together down at our sides.


We skated along side each other and helped Steph when he fell until after two o clock in the afternoon. Steph, along with myself, fell a few times in the middle of songs. One such fall, I had tried to avoid it by turning away but bumped into Fly and fell on top of her in the process. She was flat on her back and my face had inadvertently been shoved into her chest.


“Well I can’t think of a better way to be spending my afternoon,” I told her as I helped her up from the floor.


“Well I can. You want the list or just the first thing I can think of?” she asked.


“Ha ha!! Trey fell on top of Fly!” Steph cried out. “Wait a minute…I wanted to fall on top of Fly!!! Trey you big meany!!”


Oh like I wanted to do that on purpose, I thought with a roll of my eyes. “I think it’s time we went back home,” I told them. “We’re getting bruised and beaten and if we keep it up we won’t be able to make it back home.”


“Good point. Let’s go then.” Fly said rollerblading off the skate floor. I followed after her with ninety-five pounds attached to my wrist. Each of us took off our own skates and we delivered them back to the desk we got them. When we met back up I caught Fly around the waist and pulled her close. When she looked at me I wiggled my eyebrows up and down.


“Oolala.” I faked a French accent. “Such a beautiful dame. I just want to, how you say, eat you up.”


“Oh now I feel lucky,” she said sarcastically. She pushed herself away from me smiling. “Quit playing and come on you show off.”


I smiled as I followed after her. I was beginning to be attracted to her. I don’t know what started it, but it was happening and I didn’t know how I could stop it if it was even possible. But a part of me didn’t even want it to stop. I liked being attracted to her. I watched as she pushed up her glasses. She had been my best friend, and now she was becoming something more. It didn’t freak me out, but I had a feeling it would freak her out if I told her. So I decided to fancy her on my own without her knowledge.


“Fly, wait up!” I called after her. I jogged up to catch her and stopped when I reached in front of her. “Why don’t we take a short way back to my house?” I asked with a bit of hopefulness.


“What short way are you talking about?” she asked with a slight tilt of her head.


“The one through the park down on the other end of the street. It’s a lot quicker,” I clamed as I pointed down the street. Steph raised an eyebrow at me. He didn’t believe a word I was saying. He knew that way wasn’t short, it was longer. I really hated it when he saw through my fibs. Especially ones like this.


“I don’t wanna go that way,” he declared crossing his arms.


“Live with it.” I told him. “If Fly says it’s okay we’re going that way home.”


Fly hooked her thumbs through the belt hoop in her jeans and considered the options for a moment. Her lushes pink lips went to one side then the other. She blew up her red bangs before declaring the option she had chosen.


“I guess it’s okay if we go through the park. I don’t see anything wrong with it.”


“All right!” I jabbed my fist in the air in victory.


“Don’t do that.” Fly said simply as she walked up to me.


“Yes ma’am.” I told her and turned around to face the same direction. We headed down the street and down into the park. On the way down the street I wanted so badly to take her hand, but with a little brother like Steph, I couldn’t do anything I wanted.


The park we went through wasn’t that big. It had a single swing set to the left with a rusted jungle gym and to the right was a Weeping Willow tree standing firm in the middle of a small pond. A trail of flat rocks led to the tree from the outer ring. A light fog slithered over the ground giving the place sort of a mystic look. It looked cool, but no one ever came there to play anymore and it was soon forgotten. When we came up to the rock trail Fly jumped over the first one and onto the second one.


“What are you doing?” I asked her. “I’m jumping the rocks to the middle. I’ve been wondering about that old Willow and I wanna see what it looks like from the inside.”


“I’m coming so wait for me.” “What about you Steph?” Fly asked turning back around.


He waved us away. “That’s okay. But since I can’t go home without you I’ll wait here until you guys get done making out.”


I sighed deeply and heavily, but was thankful Fly learned to ignore his blurt outs. I followed her to the middle of the pond and to the Willow tree. We ducked to get under the branches and came upon its trunk, thick and slick with green moss. She fingered it gently. “It’s kind of cool isn’t it?” she asked.


“If by your definition of cool, cold and wet, then yes it is cool.” I told her.


She smiled and shook her head. I started to make my way toward her she grabbed the lowest branch closet to her and began to climb the tree. I sighed. Was I ever going to get my chance? I looked up in time to see her move from one tree branch to another. “All right make room,” I told her as I grabbed the same branch she had a moment ago, “I’m coming up there.”


She finally stopped at a thick branch and waited for me to get up there with her. I kept slipping and sliding on the nasty wet moss, but I finally made it. She was laughing at me by the time I got there. “Very funny,” I told her. “I don’t know how you can climb a tree slick with moss like this one.”


“Practice,” she told me simply with a sweet smile. Her first two fingers moved over my hand and she gripped it in hers. “I had a great time at the skating rink,” she told me seemingly happy and not remembering the fall we had.


“Even though I fell on top of you?” Until I had to remind her of it. I could have smacked myself. I should have smacked myself. Why didn’t I smack myself?


She giggled. “Yeah. Even though you fell on top of me. Everybody falls once in a while. And not every fall has a fantastic ending place.”


Well I thought it was a fantastic ending place, I thought. But I wasn’t about to say that out loud. I smiled at her and pulled her closer. I let go of her hand and wrapped it around her waist. I rested my cheek against her hair. “Well I’m glad you had a good time,” I told her happily.


The next minute came and went as something, or someone jumped out at us from one of the bushes nearby. It was shadowed, enabling itself to go on without being seen by anyone. It was small but it had great force. It shoved itself against us and pushed us back and off the branch we were perched on. We screamed on the way down, Fly held onto my waist and I held onto her until we hit the water. Everything went dark and I was out.


I woke up sometime later with Fly in my arms. I sat up with a shudder as memories came rushing back in unwanted gobs. I took a minute to unwind my arms from Fly and look around. We had landed in the water; our wet clothes had proved that. Someone had pulled us out. Not only that, whoever it was had taken us to another place. We were inside what looked like a dungeon from the medieval time period. There were no windows for light though candle illuminated it, and it was about a hundred meters in length. Four corners obviously told me the room was a square and the creak of old metal hinges told me that someone was coming.


I stood to my feet. I didn’t know who he or she was but I was going to find out. “Who are you?!” I shouted. “Why did you bring us here?”


“I apologize young sir,” came a low voice as if from someone very old and very wise. I didn’t trust him and when I heard him take a step forward I took a step back. “My young assistant went gallivanting about in your realm and pushed you into ours.”


I raised a single eyebrow. I was ready to know what the hell was going on. “Gortle.” What the fuck kind of name is Gortle? I wondered. A wheezing sound hurtled through the thick air between us and someone else spoke up in a raspy voice. “Yes master?”


“Apologize to this young man for pushing him into our world.” “Right. Gortle is sorry. But, but…Gortle got pretty music from ugly man’s world.”


“Who the hell are you calling ugly?!” I demanded. I’m not ugly, I’m tall, skinny, and I have honey brown hair that goes down to my neck. I’m not ugly!


I heard a moan and this time recognized the person it came from. It came from Fly and I rushed for her. “Fly. Fly! Are you okay?”


“Trey? Where are we?” she asked weakly. She reached for her face to find her glasses and found them still perched on her nose.


“I have no idea.” I told her honestly. “Allow me to answer that question for you,” said the low voice. “You two have been pushed by Gortle into our realm, the portal to which is in the pond at the park you were at.”


“So you can let us go now?” I asked helping Fly to her feet. “Oh no, I’m afraid we cannot do that,” he said. “We cannot let you two leave here alive.”


“WHAT?!?!” Fly and I shouted in unison. “What do you mean you can’t let us out of here alive?” I demanded.


We heard a click and another one. We waited to hear the man’s answer to our question. Instead, what we got was a song. “When the song ends, you two will die. Enjoy your last minutes together. There is no way out of here.”


“Why are you doing this?!” I shouted. “We haven’t done anything to you!” “We cannot let outsiders know about us. If we did, it would mean great disaster.” “No it wouldn’t! We would never tell anyone.” “We cannot take that chance.”




Okay, that's it so far. Here's the song that'll be used...

Oh, thinkin' about all our younger years
There was only you and me
We were young and wild and free
Now nothin' can take you away from me
We've been down that road before
But that's over now
You keep me comin' back for more

CHORUS:
Baby you're all that I want
When you're lyin' here in my arms
I'm findin' it hard to believe
We're in heaven
And love is all that I need
And I found it there in your heart
It isn't too hard to see
We're in heaven

Oh, once in your life you find someone
Who will turn your world around
Bring you up when you're feelin' down
Yeah, nothin' could change what you mean to me
Oh, there's lots that I could say
But just hold me now
'Cause our love will light the way

CHORUS

I've been waitin' for so long
For somethin' to arrive
For love to come along
Now our dreams are comin' true
Through the good times and the bad
Yeah, I'll be standin' there by you

CHORUS

It's called "Heaven". If you haven't heard it you should, it's a good song. g2g
L8ers!
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Something Er Other [Jun. 8th, 2005|10:23 am]
[mood |thoughtfulthoughtful]
[music |Jump]

I just got done commmenting on one of JV's LJ entries. She likes a guy and I can totally understand! So then...
Why is it when girls like someone they're always afraid to tell them? I mean, maybe they like you in return! But how are we supposed to know if we never take the innicitve? But then, I can understand why some girls are afraid to tell the we like that we like him. It's like the guy I like. blink...Okay, that's a whole nother story that I'm not getting into. *shakes head* Either way, I completely understand!
Guys are so hard to talk to sometime. One minute you think they like you, the next they act like you annoy them to no end at all! Ie! *bangs head*
Why can't men just say they like you? But then, that would be like a girl saying they just like a guy. Do guys think the same way we do sometimes? So then how would we know? DO guys really get scared when they know they like someone but they don't know how they feel about them? Or do they just stare at a woman's chest like a pig until the woman smacks the shit out of them?

I can't say I know everything about guys...but I do wanna say this...
YESTERDAY WAS THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL FOR ME!!! NO MORE EXAMS!!
Then again, no more friends until next year...And I ummm...*blush* Remember that guy I told you I liked? *blushes some more* I gave him a hug good-bye. Since I won't see him for a while...But now! I must back off of him. Yep, that's right. I gotta back off of him. Wanna know why? (probably not but I'll tell ya anyway)
Because one of my friends saw him first. She knows all his quirks, his ups, and his downs. That and she likes him, I can tell. I don't know what he thinks. But she's liked him for so long, and I just met him! So I'm gonna back off and let her get her chance. Considering I don't think I'll ever get mine, but that's okay! ^_^ I don't really think I'm that date-able. *averts gaze to everywhere else* I'll go now. I wanna finish the first chapter to Sympathetic Dance. It's almost done!
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