SM13: This is the intro for a new story I decided to start for the upcoming school year. It's basically gonna be about what I wish my life would be like, only with different characters. I'm sorry for not updating A Pack of 5 Gum, I just haven't had any good inspiration lately. I'll try to update that one more often, and this one will (most likely) be updated regularly. Although, I might do the story in month incriments at a time, so maybe, I'll update once a month, so you ppl can read a months worth of stuff!!

AH: Do you really think that'll work? Ppl will want to read it every week or so.

SM13: Well then, maybe I'll update every week. Or every two weeks, cuz I want one of my friends to help me with the guys POVs for this.

AH: Which friend?

SM13: A guy friend that I have. He's my best friend, and I don't know how I could live without him, he's that cool.

AH: Disclaimer time!

SM13: I don't own shit! (sorry for language)


I never had many friends. Actually, I've only ever had the same friends for the last three years, since our last move. I can't say that I like it here, but I can't say that I'm looking forward to the move, either. A new town. A new school. New friends. A new house. It's not that much to look forward too. At least I'll still have my music. And art. Well, it's all art, actually. Music, drawing, anything that can be done beautifully, and trust me, MY art isn't anywhere close to actual art yet, it's all just sketches and lame lyrics that make you want to sulk in an emo corner for a while…

But, my art isn't the point. The move is. I'm packing up all my things, all the drawings, the CDs, the posters, the mangas, the books, the notebooks, clothes, shoes, everything for it. And then, it's getting shipped thousands of miles away to some little town in the middle of nowhere. Well, it isn't actually little, it's bigger than the town I'm in now, but it's still small compared to some places I've been.

So, I've decided that while I'm in this new town during the summer, until school starts, I'll keep a journal. One that I can write all my thoughts in, my deepest feelings, dreams, hopes, desires, whatever comes to mind. Except songs. Those go in my other journal. I made it to keep record of all my feelings based on which songs I listened to at the time. And if I like keeping a regular journal, I'll take it to school with me for the year.

Boarding school, tch. It has its perks, but I've been at the same one for three years, so this one'll be different, better, I hope. I want this to work. I want to be good at what I love, and I won't let anything stop me from reaching my goals. This is why I'm taking extra AP classes this year in Chemistry and Calc. And for a ninth grade student, that's pretty good. So I pretty much don't have time for friends this year. They just weigh you down, unless they're on the same level as you and are as good at it as you are, but I don't know of anyone like that that's around my age. Oh well, guess I'll have to wait for college to have friends.


SM13: So, what do you think? Should I continue? It's gonna get good, I promise. I have a lot of ideas for this one.

IT: When do I get in the story?

SM13: Soon. This was just the intro. And how do you know that you weren't the one talking in the intro?

IT: idk. It just doesn't feel like I'm saying it.

SM13: Well, R & R, and tell me what you think!! If you don't want me to continue, that's okay! I'm gonna come back and edit this chapter soon, just so you know. I'll make sure it's better than this original one that I wrote while listening to a Red song.