(A/N) Hey everyone! So, Fang and I decided we'd let you take a look at our crazy high school life.

Fang: Please kill me now.

Me: Eh, he'll live.

Disclaimer: Fang, guess what? JP has signed his rights over to me! Yay! (dances around waving confetti)

Fang: Whoa, Mikaykay, I hate to break this to you, but that was Jamie Peterman. Remember, that one day? At that place, next to the place?

Me: Oh, yeah! Next to the place with the things! Thanks Fang. Whew, that's embarrassing. And to think I was going to go all Nudge on y-

Fang: She doesn't own me, or Maximum Ride.

Me: Thanks, emo-boy.

Fang: (mutters) Just let it go Fang, let it go…

Monday, December 19, 2011

Me: I could be doing one of two things right now. One, I could be cleaning my room, or two, I could-

Fang: should be studying for two midterms!

Me: (smiles awkwardly) Uhh…yeah! Geography and English. Both Pre-AP and a pain in my appendix.

Fang: The heck? It's actually a pain in my—Ouch! Mikaykay, your sister threw her toy at me! Almost got in my eye!

Me: (snickers) My 16th month old sister fostered (almost adopted!) sister doesn't like Fang much. Hmm.

Fang: As I was saying—OW! Alex, watch where you throw that pigskin death trap!

Me: What can I say, my brother's in fifth grade and obsessed.

Fang: (huffs) Might as well go chunk me out in the cold with the dogs! Speaking of which, hey Hunter! Here boy! Aw, hey ther—HOLY SHIZNUTS THAT'S MY ARM!
Me: You know, my family doesn't like you very much. Just wait until we go to my cousins' house on Sunday. (shudders)

Fang: Say what?

Me: Yeah, you think this is bad, just you wait. They're all pains in my appendix. Legitimately.

Fang: Well, that's great.

Me: Which is why I dedicate this wonderful Christmas song to them. Ready Fang?

Fang: (sullenly pulls out jingle bells) Ready as I'll ever be.

Me:

Dashing through the snow,

On a pair of broken skis,

Over the fields we go, crashing into trees!

The snow is turning red, I think I'm almost dead,

I woke up in the hospital bed with stitches in my head!

Oh,

Jingle bells, taco shells, muffins all around!

I like pie, you're a guy, banana is a fruit!

Fang: (jazz hands)

Me: Incredible. Absolutely beautiful.

Fang: Your mom's making ham for dinner. Holy chiz, let's go!

Me: Mm. Tempting. Okay, gotta bounce!

~several hours of eating and semi studying later~

Fang: Mikaykay, your mom's ham, mashed potatoes, and baked beans were oh so good!

Me: Hmm. Oh yeah. Sorry Fang, but I'm still studying English prefixes. Did you know that punct means point?

Fang: Don't know, don't care. Oooh, who's this? (picks up my phone and clicks on the new message) Who's Nick? Is he your boyfriend? He has my name!...Or at least, my fake-ish name?

Me: NO, he is not my boyfriend. We tried the dating thing, which bombed. Although I do admit, he has really pretty eyes! And apparently he "still likes me". Don't click on anything else, Fang. Give me back my Pantech Pursuit!

Fang: Yikes. Here, lime green really isn't my color.

Me: I need to go study s'more. And Nick and I are discussing how I will sneak in his house and steal his Italian food if he doesn't bring me any to school tomorrow. Bye guys!

Fang: Geez, that's really creepy, Mikaykay. Bye everyone!

Yeah, that was my journal. Beautiful, yes? I have a way with words, am I right?

Fang: Yeah, sure. Well, I'm gonna go get some bacon. Later.

Me: Bacon? Is Iggy making it? Wait for me!

Bye guys! R&R please!(:

-switchfootlove13