Sorry that it's been so long since I last posted. I've been in Disney World on a marching band trip. We got to march at Magic Kingdoms, which means we're really, really good. It was sooo nice and hot there, but I got this weird shaped sunburn because of my uniform and it looks really, really stupid and it hurts, but I guess it was definitely worth it. I had sooo much fun. My friends and I rode Space Mountain four times in a row, and the last time my friend Katie tickled me nonstop through the whole ride so I was screaming continuously without taking a breath. It was actually kind of funny. Oh, and I found out what my name means in Chinese supposedly. "Love Pull" or something. I have gotten a lot of grief from that too!! LOL!! Okay, well I'll just shut up now and write and listen to Simple Plan on my CD player!!
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The seven girls dropped their backpacks dispiritedly onto their cots, claiming them as they did so. Emily picked up her jumpsuit and unfolded it.
"I knew orange was in right now, but this is definitely over the top." She declared in disgust.
"Maybe we could take them in and make them tighter, so they'd be more like bodysuits." Stephanie suggested.
"See a sewing machine anywhere?" Ayla asked acidly. She and Emily both loved to sew, and it pissed her off even more that she couldn't do so here. (AN. Emily and I are both in home ec, and we've been sewing clothes ever since Christmas break.)
"Besides, they would be really hot and uncomfortable if they were tighter." Erin pointed out. She hated tight clothing.
"I like my clothes tight." Bethany snapped, sitting cross-legged on her cot and hugging her stuffed duck very, very tightly. She looked rather resentful.
"Let's just change into them." Kali suggested, trying to keep peace between her friends. They loved to fight, and she knew it very well.
So reluctantly they all stripped down to their bras and underwear and pulled their jumpsuits on and buttoned them up. They all wore tank tops or t-shirts underneath in case they got hot. Ayla wore a black t-shirt that said "I Thought Fairies Did Nice Things, Like Granting Wishes." on it and left the top part of her jumpsuit unzipped and let it hang down around her waist.
Then they all sat around doing what they loved to do the most. Erin was reading Little Women, one of her favorite books, for about the hundredth time, since she loved to read. Kali was making little signs on index cards with her markers, and she was going to give the colorful cards out to her friends when she was done. Molly was listening to All American Rejects on her CD player and singing along loudly. Stephanie was trying to make her cell-phone get service so she could call one of her many "boyfriends". It wasn't working. Bethany was still coloring in her coloring book, but her crayons had hardened slightly. Emily was flipping through a Seventeen magazine, examining the latest fashions that she was going to miss while she was at Camp Greenlake. Ayla was listening to The Used on her CD player and writing a story. Since she hadn't been allowed to bring her laptop with her, she had to write it on regular notebook paper and she didn't like that very much.
The whistle sounded loudly about half an hour later. They all stopped what they were doing and looked up, but nobody moved from her cot.
"What should we do?" Bethany asked worriedly. She was obviously in one of her cute, sweet, innocent stages.
"Well, we have to go." Molly said firmly, taking off her headphones and hiding her CD player underneath her pillow in case anybody came into the tent. "I'm too hungry to skip dinner altogether, ya know."
"Yeah, me too." Ayla agreed, putting her CD player and notebook back into her backpack and shaking back her short, streaked hair. Her earrings jangled together. (AN. I LOVE wearing hoops in all my holes and hearing them clink together. That has gone into my Happy Book like a zillion times!!)
"So, let's go." Emily urged, but still nobody moved.
"We really need to go." Kali said finally. "We're going to be late and everybody is going to stare at us all the more." For someone who was supposedly a dumb-"blonde", Kali was amazingly insightful at times.
So the seven of them tore themselves up off their cots and left their tent. It was dusk outside, and everything had settled into a dead, gloomy night. They walked slowly toward the lighted mess-hall, their various brands of sneakers getting dusty in the process. That pissed Bethany off to no end, because she loved her cheerleading sneakers.
They pushed open the door and entered the mess hall. All their delaying had done the worst. Everybody was already sitting down and they stopped everything and just stared at the seven girls in their midst.
Molly, who was always the most easy-going around guys, moved first and headed for the food-line. She added a little extra swing in her hip, but it wasn't necessary. The boys all thought she was beautiful and she knew it.
The others hurriedly regained their composure and moved forward in a group, trying not to appear intimidated and clingy.
"G-Tent," Pendanski came over to them just as they were getting out of line with their trays loaded with inedible food. "You're going to sit over here with D-tent, my other group. They're right there." And he pointed.
"Kay." Ayla shrugged her tiny shoulders and led the way over to the table. She plopped down on the bench next to a guy with really frizzy blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He regarded her as though she was an alien and inched away slightly.
"Don't worry Zig, I don't think she'll bite." A black guy with thick glasses joked from the head of the table.
The girls all shot accusing stares at Ayla, and she blushed bright red and ducked her head, her dark hair falling over her face.
"I wouldn't be too sure about that." Kali pointed out. "As long as you don't say 'bite me', she'll keep her teeth to herself."
"You mean you actually bite people?" The guy sitting directly across from Ayla regarded her with something that was a little more than curiosity.
"If they tell me to." Ayla said defensively, pushing her food around on her plate as though she was afraid it would jump up and eat her instead of her eating it.
"That's awesome!" The guy declared, flashing her a sexy smile. She blushed slightly.
"So what are ya'lls names?" Molly asked, leaning forward on her elbows, letting her ponytail fall over her shoulder.
"I'm X-ray," The black guy at the head of the table said. "This is Squid, Armpit, ZigZag, Magnet, Zero, and Twitch. And ya'll are?"
"I'm Z." Molly introduced herself. (AN. She's Z because we used to call her Mollzie, and then we just shortened it to Z.)
"I'm Butch." Stephanie said sweetly, winking. (AN. Butch is her colorguard nickname because she's really muscular and strong and she's better than a lot of the guys in our band lol)
"I'm Bethany." Bethany said. (AN. We've tried giving her nicknames all the time but she hates them all. *shrugs*)
"I'm Rin." Erin said.
"I'm KJ." Kali said (AN. Those are her initials.)
"I'm M&M." Emily introduced herself. (AN. Don't even ASK where that name came from.)
"And you are?" Squid, the guy who had been talking to her earlier, urged Ayla expectantly. He was chewing on a toothpick even though it was dinner time.
"Della, B, Silver, Wolf," Ayla shrugged. (My last name is really ware, so my friends call me stuff like Delaware, beware, silverware, werewolf, ect………) "Then there's also Amy Lee, Sailor Moon, Raven, Morticia Adams, Christina, or Ayla, which is my real name." (I got all those other nicknames when I dyed my hair black. Because I'm really pale, everyone thinks it makes me look Gothic or something. And then my friend Amanda thinks it makes me look like Sailor Moon, though I don't know why. Sailor Moon has blonde hair.) (AN. All my other friends have more nicknames too, I just don't know them all.)
"Don't forget Love Pull and Socks." Stephanie added in. (AN. Band nicknames)
"We usually just call her Ayla." Kali whispered loudly.
"Ayla? That's your real name?" Squid demanded incredulously. "That's a really weird name, ya know."
"Yeah, so?" Ayla demanded archly. She usually loved her name, but not when somebody was making fun of it.
"I like it. That's all." He shrugged, and he went back to eating.
"Okay, I can't eat this crap." Emily declared suddenly, angrily. She shoved her tray away from her furiously. "I'm going to go back to the tent. Anybody coming with me?"
"I will." Ayla, who was her best friend in the group, agreed quickly. She didn't have much of an appetite for brunt mush anyway. They two of them threw away their food in the garbage cans and walked back to their tent.
"I'm not blaming you or anything, A," Emily said cautiously, unbuttoning her jumpsuit and pulling it off. She was wearing a pink Paul Frank t-shirt with three monkeys heads on it. She put her flip-flops neatly under her bed next to he blue and gray tennis shoes, and she folded her jumpsuit. She pulled on a pair of green Paul Frank monkey boxers and whipped her hair up into a ponytail. "But come on, don't you think this is a little much?"
"What, you think it's my fault the food sucks?" Ayla said defensively, kicking off her chucks and yanking her jumpsuit off. She shoved them in her crate unceremoniously, and pulled on a pair of navy blue cheerleading shorts rolled down once. She couldn't put her hair up, so she didn't even try.
"It's not the food, Ayla, and you know it." Emily said seriously, settling down cross-legged on her bed with her magazine. "It's that stupid idea you and Molly came up with."
"Hey, that's all it was! An idea!" Ayla exclaimed, flopping down on her bed like a sack of potatoes. She tucked her legs up under her, her favorite way to sit.
"At first." Emily corrected her. "Then Molly came along and made it a reality."
"Hey, you guys all went along with us." Ayla said defensively, crossing her arms over her rather small chest.
"Only because you two talked us into it." Emily sighed heavily and hugged her polyester-clad pillow to her chest. "If only we were like normal kids, then this never would have happened." She often felt remorse at the gifts that the seven of them possessed.
"Well we're not normal kids." Ayla said sharply. She hated when her friends wanted to be something that they could never be. It was just one of her pet peeves, of which she had many. "We're never going to be normal kids!"
"Well I still wish we were!" Emily shot back, and a heavy silence fell between them.
Ayla finally rolled off her cot, pulled her diary out of her backpack. She'd been keeping a diary since she was in fourth grade, and had about ten of them now. She was halfway through with this one. She settled down in the middle of her cot and began to write, something she hadn't done in quite a while now. She felt that she needed to write some things down.
Emily went back to flipping regretfully through her magazine.
After a while, everyone but Stephanie returned to the tent. They talked about how awful the food was and which guys they thought were the hottest as they changed into their nightclothes and pulled their hair off their necks for the night. (AN. I know that sleeping with your hair up is bad for it, but I still can't stand sleeping with hair on my neck. It itches sooo much!!)
"Hey, where's Stephanie?" Ayla finally noticed. Since they were both in color guard, they were often together and so they were really used to one another.
"She stayed out to flirt with the boys." Molly rolled her eyes. "I don't think they were very pleased with that."
"Well we knew she'd start in on them soon enough," Kali rolled her eyes upward. "I don't see why ya'll are so surprised."
"Good point." Erin agreed in a low voice.
"All right, I'm tired. I vote we go to sleep now." Bethany said, snuggling under her sheet in her over-sized Duck t-shirt with her stuffed duck in her arms. "If we really have to dig five feet deep holes, which is deeper than I am tall, then we're going to need all our energy."
The others murmured their assent.
"All right, everybody ready?" Erin asked, poised by the light switch in her long nightgown.
"Yeah." The girls chorused.
Erin flipped the light switch off and climbed into her cot. Everyone fell silent, and there was no sound except for the groaning of the cots and the breathing of the girls as they tried desperately to fall asleep.
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kk, did u like the story so far?? I hope u did. Erin read it for the first time today, and Kali re-read it. Emily and Molly have been bugging me to post another chappie for awhile now. Stephanie and Bethany haven't read it. Stephanie hasn't for obvious reason, and Bethany and I actually aren't that close anymore. When we were younger we were the original six, and now we've kind of split off into smaller groups. Well, okay, Bethany split off from our group. But the rest of us are still tight. I just needed a seventh person for it. Molly was automatically in, even though she wasn't one of the original six. We didn't start hanging till about seventh grade, but oh well. Enough of THAT history lesson. I guess I better post this and get it over with because I have to finish up my English project as soon as I eat dinner. *sigh* I hate English, because my teacher is an idiot. Sweet, but an idiot. Kay, so I'll leave u alone w/ ur thoughts now I guess. Lots of love, and review, review, review!!
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The seven girls dropped their backpacks dispiritedly onto their cots, claiming them as they did so. Emily picked up her jumpsuit and unfolded it.
"I knew orange was in right now, but this is definitely over the top." She declared in disgust.
"Maybe we could take them in and make them tighter, so they'd be more like bodysuits." Stephanie suggested.
"See a sewing machine anywhere?" Ayla asked acidly. She and Emily both loved to sew, and it pissed her off even more that she couldn't do so here. (AN. Emily and I are both in home ec, and we've been sewing clothes ever since Christmas break.)
"Besides, they would be really hot and uncomfortable if they were tighter." Erin pointed out. She hated tight clothing.
"I like my clothes tight." Bethany snapped, sitting cross-legged on her cot and hugging her stuffed duck very, very tightly. She looked rather resentful.
"Let's just change into them." Kali suggested, trying to keep peace between her friends. They loved to fight, and she knew it very well.
So reluctantly they all stripped down to their bras and underwear and pulled their jumpsuits on and buttoned them up. They all wore tank tops or t-shirts underneath in case they got hot. Ayla wore a black t-shirt that said "I Thought Fairies Did Nice Things, Like Granting Wishes." on it and left the top part of her jumpsuit unzipped and let it hang down around her waist.
Then they all sat around doing what they loved to do the most. Erin was reading Little Women, one of her favorite books, for about the hundredth time, since she loved to read. Kali was making little signs on index cards with her markers, and she was going to give the colorful cards out to her friends when she was done. Molly was listening to All American Rejects on her CD player and singing along loudly. Stephanie was trying to make her cell-phone get service so she could call one of her many "boyfriends". It wasn't working. Bethany was still coloring in her coloring book, but her crayons had hardened slightly. Emily was flipping through a Seventeen magazine, examining the latest fashions that she was going to miss while she was at Camp Greenlake. Ayla was listening to The Used on her CD player and writing a story. Since she hadn't been allowed to bring her laptop with her, she had to write it on regular notebook paper and she didn't like that very much.
The whistle sounded loudly about half an hour later. They all stopped what they were doing and looked up, but nobody moved from her cot.
"What should we do?" Bethany asked worriedly. She was obviously in one of her cute, sweet, innocent stages.
"Well, we have to go." Molly said firmly, taking off her headphones and hiding her CD player underneath her pillow in case anybody came into the tent. "I'm too hungry to skip dinner altogether, ya know."
"Yeah, me too." Ayla agreed, putting her CD player and notebook back into her backpack and shaking back her short, streaked hair. Her earrings jangled together. (AN. I LOVE wearing hoops in all my holes and hearing them clink together. That has gone into my Happy Book like a zillion times!!)
"So, let's go." Emily urged, but still nobody moved.
"We really need to go." Kali said finally. "We're going to be late and everybody is going to stare at us all the more." For someone who was supposedly a dumb-"blonde", Kali was amazingly insightful at times.
So the seven of them tore themselves up off their cots and left their tent. It was dusk outside, and everything had settled into a dead, gloomy night. They walked slowly toward the lighted mess-hall, their various brands of sneakers getting dusty in the process. That pissed Bethany off to no end, because she loved her cheerleading sneakers.
They pushed open the door and entered the mess hall. All their delaying had done the worst. Everybody was already sitting down and they stopped everything and just stared at the seven girls in their midst.
Molly, who was always the most easy-going around guys, moved first and headed for the food-line. She added a little extra swing in her hip, but it wasn't necessary. The boys all thought she was beautiful and she knew it.
The others hurriedly regained their composure and moved forward in a group, trying not to appear intimidated and clingy.
"G-Tent," Pendanski came over to them just as they were getting out of line with their trays loaded with inedible food. "You're going to sit over here with D-tent, my other group. They're right there." And he pointed.
"Kay." Ayla shrugged her tiny shoulders and led the way over to the table. She plopped down on the bench next to a guy with really frizzy blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He regarded her as though she was an alien and inched away slightly.
"Don't worry Zig, I don't think she'll bite." A black guy with thick glasses joked from the head of the table.
The girls all shot accusing stares at Ayla, and she blushed bright red and ducked her head, her dark hair falling over her face.
"I wouldn't be too sure about that." Kali pointed out. "As long as you don't say 'bite me', she'll keep her teeth to herself."
"You mean you actually bite people?" The guy sitting directly across from Ayla regarded her with something that was a little more than curiosity.
"If they tell me to." Ayla said defensively, pushing her food around on her plate as though she was afraid it would jump up and eat her instead of her eating it.
"That's awesome!" The guy declared, flashing her a sexy smile. She blushed slightly.
"So what are ya'lls names?" Molly asked, leaning forward on her elbows, letting her ponytail fall over her shoulder.
"I'm X-ray," The black guy at the head of the table said. "This is Squid, Armpit, ZigZag, Magnet, Zero, and Twitch. And ya'll are?"
"I'm Z." Molly introduced herself. (AN. She's Z because we used to call her Mollzie, and then we just shortened it to Z.)
"I'm Butch." Stephanie said sweetly, winking. (AN. Butch is her colorguard nickname because she's really muscular and strong and she's better than a lot of the guys in our band lol)
"I'm Bethany." Bethany said. (AN. We've tried giving her nicknames all the time but she hates them all. *shrugs*)
"I'm Rin." Erin said.
"I'm KJ." Kali said (AN. Those are her initials.)
"I'm M&M." Emily introduced herself. (AN. Don't even ASK where that name came from.)
"And you are?" Squid, the guy who had been talking to her earlier, urged Ayla expectantly. He was chewing on a toothpick even though it was dinner time.
"Della, B, Silver, Wolf," Ayla shrugged. (My last name is really ware, so my friends call me stuff like Delaware, beware, silverware, werewolf, ect………) "Then there's also Amy Lee, Sailor Moon, Raven, Morticia Adams, Christina, or Ayla, which is my real name." (I got all those other nicknames when I dyed my hair black. Because I'm really pale, everyone thinks it makes me look Gothic or something. And then my friend Amanda thinks it makes me look like Sailor Moon, though I don't know why. Sailor Moon has blonde hair.) (AN. All my other friends have more nicknames too, I just don't know them all.)
"Don't forget Love Pull and Socks." Stephanie added in. (AN. Band nicknames)
"We usually just call her Ayla." Kali whispered loudly.
"Ayla? That's your real name?" Squid demanded incredulously. "That's a really weird name, ya know."
"Yeah, so?" Ayla demanded archly. She usually loved her name, but not when somebody was making fun of it.
"I like it. That's all." He shrugged, and he went back to eating.
"Okay, I can't eat this crap." Emily declared suddenly, angrily. She shoved her tray away from her furiously. "I'm going to go back to the tent. Anybody coming with me?"
"I will." Ayla, who was her best friend in the group, agreed quickly. She didn't have much of an appetite for brunt mush anyway. They two of them threw away their food in the garbage cans and walked back to their tent.
"I'm not blaming you or anything, A," Emily said cautiously, unbuttoning her jumpsuit and pulling it off. She was wearing a pink Paul Frank t-shirt with three monkeys heads on it. She put her flip-flops neatly under her bed next to he blue and gray tennis shoes, and she folded her jumpsuit. She pulled on a pair of green Paul Frank monkey boxers and whipped her hair up into a ponytail. "But come on, don't you think this is a little much?"
"What, you think it's my fault the food sucks?" Ayla said defensively, kicking off her chucks and yanking her jumpsuit off. She shoved them in her crate unceremoniously, and pulled on a pair of navy blue cheerleading shorts rolled down once. She couldn't put her hair up, so she didn't even try.
"It's not the food, Ayla, and you know it." Emily said seriously, settling down cross-legged on her bed with her magazine. "It's that stupid idea you and Molly came up with."
"Hey, that's all it was! An idea!" Ayla exclaimed, flopping down on her bed like a sack of potatoes. She tucked her legs up under her, her favorite way to sit.
"At first." Emily corrected her. "Then Molly came along and made it a reality."
"Hey, you guys all went along with us." Ayla said defensively, crossing her arms over her rather small chest.
"Only because you two talked us into it." Emily sighed heavily and hugged her polyester-clad pillow to her chest. "If only we were like normal kids, then this never would have happened." She often felt remorse at the gifts that the seven of them possessed.
"Well we're not normal kids." Ayla said sharply. She hated when her friends wanted to be something that they could never be. It was just one of her pet peeves, of which she had many. "We're never going to be normal kids!"
"Well I still wish we were!" Emily shot back, and a heavy silence fell between them.
Ayla finally rolled off her cot, pulled her diary out of her backpack. She'd been keeping a diary since she was in fourth grade, and had about ten of them now. She was halfway through with this one. She settled down in the middle of her cot and began to write, something she hadn't done in quite a while now. She felt that she needed to write some things down.
Emily went back to flipping regretfully through her magazine.
After a while, everyone but Stephanie returned to the tent. They talked about how awful the food was and which guys they thought were the hottest as they changed into their nightclothes and pulled their hair off their necks for the night. (AN. I know that sleeping with your hair up is bad for it, but I still can't stand sleeping with hair on my neck. It itches sooo much!!)
"Hey, where's Stephanie?" Ayla finally noticed. Since they were both in color guard, they were often together and so they were really used to one another.
"She stayed out to flirt with the boys." Molly rolled her eyes. "I don't think they were very pleased with that."
"Well we knew she'd start in on them soon enough," Kali rolled her eyes upward. "I don't see why ya'll are so surprised."
"Good point." Erin agreed in a low voice.
"All right, I'm tired. I vote we go to sleep now." Bethany said, snuggling under her sheet in her over-sized Duck t-shirt with her stuffed duck in her arms. "If we really have to dig five feet deep holes, which is deeper than I am tall, then we're going to need all our energy."
The others murmured their assent.
"All right, everybody ready?" Erin asked, poised by the light switch in her long nightgown.
"Yeah." The girls chorused.
Erin flipped the light switch off and climbed into her cot. Everyone fell silent, and there was no sound except for the groaning of the cots and the breathing of the girls as they tried desperately to fall asleep.
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kk, did u like the story so far?? I hope u did. Erin read it for the first time today, and Kali re-read it. Emily and Molly have been bugging me to post another chappie for awhile now. Stephanie and Bethany haven't read it. Stephanie hasn't for obvious reason, and Bethany and I actually aren't that close anymore. When we were younger we were the original six, and now we've kind of split off into smaller groups. Well, okay, Bethany split off from our group. But the rest of us are still tight. I just needed a seventh person for it. Molly was automatically in, even though she wasn't one of the original six. We didn't start hanging till about seventh grade, but oh well. Enough of THAT history lesson. I guess I better post this and get it over with because I have to finish up my English project as soon as I eat dinner. *sigh* I hate English, because my teacher is an idiot. Sweet, but an idiot. Kay, so I'll leave u alone w/ ur thoughts now I guess. Lots of love, and review, review, review!!