(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
