(We would like to acknowledge that we got the idea for this story from redfox816. She wrote a story called "Emmett's Diary" for Twilight. Kudos! We liked it so much that we decided to make one in Kyle's POV. We hope she doesn't mind hehe.)

[Disclaimer: We do not own any of the characters or settings in this story.

P.S. This is a DC (Developed Characters) story. (It will catch on eventually haha)]

Entry One: July 3, 2009

So a couple days ago some people said that I was complaining (I don't think I was), so Doc suggested that Wanda get me a notebook on the next raid. He said it would be my "therapy" for my "anger issues" which I don't even think I have. So here I am writing to the world about my boring life. Hey! maybe one day this could like go in history books or something! Ahhh that would be awesome! I could be the next Anne Frank! All the chicks would get to see my gorgeous face on the cover. That would give 'em something to look at before they go to bed at night, eh? Ahahaha. Yeah I have to include my laughter so you will know when to laugh. Haha I'm good, aren't I?

You know my hand already hurts, I'm not used to writing here. Wait, you guys don't even know where here is now do you? Well I'll explain it then. I live in the caves in Arizona. Yeah, you read me right, caves. You see these aliens invaded Earth. Haha and people always thought that would make a sick movie and would you look at that, it's now our reality. Anyway, the aliens were inserted into all of the humans. Well, most of them, the cool people (like myself) ran away to a safe place. Which would be here in the caves. Yes, there is more than just me. (Obviously, since I talked about someone named Wanda and Doc ahaha) There are actually like around 40 of us here. Holy shit, there's just so much to say. I don't even know where to start.

Hmm...I could probably tell you about what happened today. Do you want to read about it? Ah, I'll tell you anyway.

Okay, we all knew that I was the big shot around here. Then here comes this Jared guy. Ever since he showed up here, I've been having to sit by and watch everyone praise him. I mean, that used to be me. I was the one everyone loved. Now I feel so neglected... Anyway, I got side tracked there. I don't like that guy Jared very much, as you can see. Well, I have something on him now. So today in in the lunch room or whatever that place is called (I'm not calling it a kitchen because lets face it - it's pretty much all rock and it smells bad) I told everyone.

Dang it, I forgot what I was saying. Oh yeah. Don't mind me if I keep losing my place, I'm a little nervous. It is my first entry and all. So today, us guys had field duty (I'll explain what that is at another time, if I remember to) and we had just taken our break for lunch. I was walking with Ian to go get some food when I realized that I forgot my shirt (yes ladies, we all take 'em off when we work. No, not for your benefit, but because we get oh so sweaty ;). I went back to go grab it when I noticed Jared was still in the room. I didn't think much of it until I heard his voice. I stopped dead in my tracks. I thought to myself, Did he really just say "My god Jared, you're such a sexy beast." I just stood there and watched as he talked to himself in the mirror. It was so hilarious that I couldn't bring myself to laugh. He continued in a southern, high pitched, girly voice "Jared, I swear, I do declare you the most precious man of them all. I lovvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvve you" He emphasized love like there was no tomorrow. Then he blew a kiss at the mirror and winked at himself. What. A. Douche. At this point I could not hold my laughter in any longer. Instead of grabbing my shirt I went back to the lunch room and sat with my group. By now I was laughing so hysterically loud that everyone turned to look at me like I was crazy. If only they knew - Anyway, I told everyone at my table and I am back to being the big shot. =D

Well I'm lazy and don't feel like writing any more. Don't worry ladies, I'll be back ; )

The real sexy beast - Kyle

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[Author's Notes: Chair Ree = Bold; Car Mah = Italicized]

(Our inspiration for our title? Carl's Jr (fast food joint). Yeah they sound a lot alike. Plus if you are up for the challenge try saying this three times fast: Kyle's Journal. Pretty hard to say, eh? Ha. Yeah, it's hard to say, I had trouble. Car Mah thinks it's the Pepsi at 2 AM, but I don't think so. You know she also doesn't like the way we wrote this very much. (Yes, I'm changing subject on you.)We were going to make Kyle lose his voice so all he had to communicate with was a notebook, but that got too confusing. Believe me, you would not have understood what he thought or the people said or what he wrote. Anywho, I hope you guys liked this. Maybe we will write another story in someone else's POV next. Oh my, how do we have time for all of these stories you ask? I have no idea. I hope, along with Chair Ree, that you like this story. It's something a little different and hopefully each chapter will be funny. P.S. If you have any ideas for stories you think would be good, but don't want to write them, send them to us! We would gladly write them hehe. We accept votes for who is better (Chair Ree or Car Mah) on this story too. Chair Ree doesn't believe in polls. =)