Hiyaaa ~
I love writing this fanfiction so freaking much!
I also have a question, has anyone seen 13 Going On 30?
You know that scene at the end where Jenna goes to Mark on his wedding day and says she loves him and he turns her down? Did anyone else cry, cuz I did XD?
I'm also thinking of posting links to what I imagine characters looking, but I love leaving people to there imagination , unless it's Rhiannon, cuz I already showed ya'll how she looks like XD
And also, LaughingAngelsGibberish asked me a very interesting question: Where is Cartman?
I actually TOTALLY forgot about him !!!
How could I XD!?
You would not believe your eyes,
If ten million fireflies.
Lit up the world as I fell asleep.
'Cause they fill the open air,
And leave teardrops everywhere.
You think me rude,
But I would just stand and stare.
I finished the little homework I was assigned in just an hour. I only had ELA reading to do, where I was reading A Bad Boy Can Be Good For A Girl by Tanya Lee Stone. It was all written in a poetry-type of style, and I love it. I also had science homework, which I honestly didn't get. I suck at science. Like, badly. And honestly, the science homework took about 50 minutes of that one hour.
I was utterly bored and home alone. My mother was at work, and so was my step-father. My younger sister was already over a friend's house, and I envy her for being so young. Kids make friends so freaking easily. The second I had walked in the door she told me that four boys already asked her out. FOUR. On her first day. The Sex God is barely even my friend, for Christ's Sake. The only guy showing some interest in me is Clyde, and I don't like-like him.
I decided to take a bath, to sort of... I guess, relax. It's not everyday someone tries to kill you. Except for Kenny, I guess, since he apparently dies a lot. I trudge into my bathroom (my parents actually gave me the room with the built-in bathroom), and shut the door behind me, locking it just in case anyone gets home and comes looking for me. I turned on the hot water, I can't take a warm or cold shower for some reason, it has to be hot. I plugged my IPod into it's speakers, setting it as high and far away from anything that ran water, and turned it on Shuffle. I stripped into my nuddypants, and picked up a brush and stood in front of the mirror. I love singing in front of the mirror.
"I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me
Papa, paparazzi
Baby, there's no other superstar, you know that I'll be
Your papa, paparazzi," I sang out Lady Gaga, then hopped on my toilet, singing into the brush.
"Promise I'll be kind
But I won't stop until that boy is mine
Baby, you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me
Papa, paparazzi!" I finished by jumping off the toilet, amazed that I actually didn't slip and crack my head open.
Well, hopping around and dancing like a loony in my nuddypants was starting to get me tired, so I slipped into the hot, welcoming bathtub. I can feel my muscles relaxing. I sort of leaned back, and closed my eyes, just relaxing in the hotness of my bath. I ducked my head under the water, and squeezed some Passion Fruit shampoo in my hand, rubbing it in my crazy kooky spooky rainbow hair. I took in a deep breath and ducked back under to wash out the shampoo. I can't stay under water that long because I have to hold my nose, so in order not to get water up my shnozz, I had to blow air out my nose, but I was able to stay under long enough to wash out the shampoo. I repeated the cycle with conditioner, and lastly, soap. I love taking baths.
The places where I feel most comfortable are my bed, and my bathtub, even if there's no bath in there. I remember once when I was ten, there was a boy I really liked. His friends knew I liked him, and so did he. So on Valentine's Day, they sent me a valentine from him, and when I went up to him about it, they all laughed in my face. When I got home, I stuffed pillows in my bathtub, and layed down in it for hours and cried. My bathtub and my bed were also my favorite hiding places as a child when I played Hide 'N' Seek.
My bath was starting to go warm, I guess I've been in here for a while. I got up carefully, getting out and wrapping a towel around myself.
"If not for you, I know I'd tear this place to the ground..." I sang a line from my favorite All Time Low song under my breath as I entered my room, closing the blinds and locking the door.
I wiggled on some panties and a bra. I wish I was at least a C-cup like Vivi, but I was, unfortunatley, a B-cup, which sucks. And I have no hope because I come from a family of small-boobed women. I better start drinking milk if I wanted to fill out a C. I put on my Teletubbies over-sized t-shirt, that was basically a big baggy dress that ended just below my butt. It was from when I was a little girl, and it was really immature, but I couldn't let go of it. It was a present from my grandmother before she passed away.
My hair was drying pretty quickly, it was only a tad damp right now. I pulled it into a low ponty tail, with the shorter choppy layers just sticking out. I looked in the mirror. I actually was pretty without all the eyeliner and mascara I usually wore. My nose was a little big, but not too big that I looked like an elephant. My eyes were HUGE without all that eyeliner caked on, and my lips were just the perfect 'kiss me' size.
I've only been kissed once on the lips in my entire fifteen year old life. How sad, right? And it wasn't even really a first kiss- it was my baby cousin thanking me for giving him a toy. So I'm never had my first kiss. The farthest I've been with a guy was holding hands, and that was on a second grade field trip so nobody would get lost. So I'm basically a lip-virgin, and a prude.
Oh, oh, oh
How was I supposed to know
That you were oh, oh, over me?
I think that I should go (go!)
Something's telling me to leave
But I won't
'Cause I'm damned if I do ya
Damned if I don't
My cell was ringing, and I picked the Envy3. I didn't recognize the number, but I picked up anyway.
"Hullo?" I said into the phone.
"Hey, Rhiannon?" It was Vivi.
"Oh hey, Vivi." I smiled even though she couldn't see me.
"Hi!" She said excitedly. "We're going to the mall after school, wanna join?"
"Of course!" I replied. I never missed a chance to go mallin'.
"Alright, good!" She laughed, and I heard a loud crash followed by a 'GAH!' in the background.
"Um, should I be worried?" I said hesitantly, changing positions so I was sitting criss-cross-apple-sauce.
Vivi laughed. "Nah, it was just Tweek. He dropped a coffee mug on the ground, and freaked out 'cause he thought I'd be mad at him."
Hook-line and sinker, baby. "You like Tweek." I stated flatly.
"No I don't!" She rushed, replying a little too quickly for someone who doesn't like Tweekers.
"Come on, Veev." I rolled my eyes. "You so love him. I can tell!"
"I give up," She sighed. "Just don't tell anyone, okay? Especially not Craig, Bebe, or Lucky."
"I won't tell anyone, I swear." I ran my fingers through my rainbow hair. "But why not them in particular?"
Vivi sighed, and I heard footsteps and a closing door. She started speaking in a low voice. "Because Craig totally has a boner for him, I think. He seems a little too touchy for just being Tweek's best friend. Bebe is a total gossip, she'll tell everyone, and the last thing Tweek needs is a panic attack. And Lucky and I... aren't on best terms right now. Shit happened, and... I don't want to talk about it right now."
"Alright," I said uneasily. "So should I meet you guys at the mall?"
I heard running footsteps, and her voice was suddenly all cheery again. "Psh, no! I'll pick ya up! I have to go, but just text me your address, alright?"
"Kay, bye." I hung up, and quickly texted her my address. My phone buzzed almost immediatly.
'Thankies darlin :)'
I didn't reply. I didn't want to interrupt Vivi and Tweek's kissy-kissy-goo-goo time... but I doubt they were snogging. Whenever I saw one of them, the other one was always with them.
It's pretty cute that Vivi likes Tweek, but I started over-anylyzing what she had said.
What did Vivi mean that Craig 'totally has a boner' for Tweek? Pom-Pom Whelk Boy seemed like... well... basically the straightest guy I've ever met. As in he could be the founder of a 'Straight As An Arrow' Alliance type of guy. Plus, I'm almost positive he likes Lucy.
Bebe (a.k.a. Blonde Girl at my bus stop) is apparently a huge gossip. I'm starting to think if maybe she's the one telling people I eat babies. And that I got away with murder. But me, thinking that the world is perfect, I actually thought everyone was friends with one another. But with the Lulu versus Fireball fued, and with Bain trying to kill me, and Pom-Pom Whelk Boy and I not exactly getting along, I'm starting to wake up to reality. I don't think I'm going to really get along with Bebe that well. If and when I ever talk to her, I'll be nice. But she sounds like a real bitch, to be honest. She sounds like the type of girl who goes after Sex Gods. There is only one Sex God on this planet, and that is Christophe. And I've got my eye on him, and I'm not about to lose him to someone like Bebe.
I wonder what went down between Lucky and Vivi. They are both totally awesome chickitas, and I honestly thought they were friends. But obviously not, if they aren't on good terms right now. Did Lucky used to like Tweek? Did they get in a fight over a guy? That's usually the cause of a catfight between girls- boys.
I'm considering becoming a lesbian, because then there would be a lot less drama that I know is going to happen. I try to imagine myself kissing Meghan Fox... it doesn't work, and the thought is sort of disgusting me. I don't care if anyone is a lesbian, I just... like guys.
What do lesbians do anyway? I mean, they don't exactly have a giant organ sticking out of them. I shouldn't be thinking about this, either. I'm already contaminating my mind. I try kissing the back of my hand, but you can't really tell which is hand and which is lip, so I'm going to have to wait to know what a kiss feels like.
I switch on the T.V. with my Handy Dandy remote, and flip to MTV. World's Strictest Parents was on. I started watching it, but I just decided to pull out my laptop and surf the web a little bit. I logged onto my facebook, and found that I had over 10 friend requests. They were from Lucy and the gang, so I autimatically accepted. There was also won from some guy in Bangladesh named Akim who sent me a private message saying I was sexy and he wanted me. I obviously declined.
I also decided to be a little rebel child and download music illegaly. I don't see the big deal- EVERYONE does it, and we're still paying to go to concerts and stuff, right? Speaking of which, I had two All Time Low concert tickets for February, and I needed someone to go with. I went on youtube and watched some videos of children and fat guys falling. I sort of feel guilt for laughing, but it's hella funny. There's a video of a little girl who starts singing Hannah Montana and then trips on her heel and falls down the stairs, and I'm laughing for about fifteen minutes before I settle down, and I keep giggling about it too.
I log onto facebook again, and this time I have a request from some guy named 'Eric Cartman', but all our mutual friends go to our school, and he's part of the group for South Park High on facebook, so I accept. I click on his profile. His picture is of him - he's sort of chubby, and he's crossing his arms with a smirk on his face. He's wearing a red sweater and dark jeans with a light blue hat with a yellow trim and puffball on the top. No sooner do I get on his profile, I get a facechat message. From him.
Eric: what up ho
Um, alrighty? That was a bit of a rude ice-breaker.
Rhiannon: nothing much. you?
Eric: i heard you eat babies
Rhiannon: that isn't true.
Eric: yes it is bitch
Rhiannon: um alright?
Eric: you look like you were hit by a train.
Rhiannon: ...?
Eric: ur an ugly dyke.
Rhiannon: shut the fuck up before I kick your ass.
Eric: make me ho
Rhiannon: i'm serious, leave me the hell alone.
I decided to log off before I got more pissed off and flung my laptop at the wall. I went on youtube again to watch some anime, and I started watching The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya. It's a good anime, and the ending dance is adorable, so I get my ass off my bed and look up a mirrored version to learn. I start practicing, and I get the dance down in no time.
I log back onto facebook, and thank God that Cartman guy isn't online. But one of the people who requested me commented on my profile picture. I click on the notification and the picture.
Jackson Robert Williams : Cute pic.
I blushed and grinned. Compliments always made me blush for some reason. I type a reply, a 'thank ya!' with a smiley face.
"Rhiannon!" I heard my mother call, and footsteps up the stairs. I guess she was home.
"I'm in my room!" I shouted back, and she opened the door and smiled at me.
I look a lot like my mother. My natural hair color is a light dirty blonde color, thanks to my mom. She had light, dirty blonde hair cut chin-length with bangs. My mother had dark brown eyes, and was always wearing a women suit (a.k.a. a suit but with a skirt instead of pants) because she was a lawyer. She came over to my bed and hugged me.
"How was your first day?" She asked.
"People think I eat babies." I replied, and she laughed.
"Did you meet any cute boys?" My mom asked, and I blushed.
"Yes, a total Sex God." I sighed like a girl in love.
"How sweet!" She said excitedly, then she got serious. "Did you take your medicine yet?"
"Yeah, this morning." I nodded, and she got up and told me she'd bring me some take-out she got on the way back.
I love my mom, she's so awesome. My mother is like, my best friend, and I can talk to her about anything. I can't even believe she forgave me after... The Incident. I shook my head, trying to forget the memory.
My mom came back up with some Chinese food: Lo Mein, Fried Chicken, and Fries. What I always ordered, so I wolfed it down in a flash. I yawned, and decided right now it'd be a good time to hit the hay. Catch some Z's. Fall asleep.
I turned off all my lights, and layed down in my bed, looking up at the cieling, at all the glow-in-the-dark stars I had stuch all over the cieling so my room looked like the night sky. I layed on my side and looked out an actual window, at the actual sky. For some reason, looking up at the night sky, at all the stars, makes me want to cry. I wiped my eyes, and shut them, I didn't want to cry tonight.
I woke up this morning to my alarm clock. Without thinking, I snatched it up and chucked it out the window. The catch? The window is closed, so I just broke my window. My mom and David are going to be pretty fucking pissed when they get home from work and find a broken window.
I sat up, stretching, and yawned. God, I had such a crack-dream. For some reason, I was a giant, and my hair was really long, and Clyde kept sliding down it saying 'Taste the rainbow', and then the piece he was on faded away and he fell a million feet down to the ground.
No sooner did my feet hit the cold wooden floor, my door bell rang. I groaned and looked at my cell. It was six in the morning! Who the fuck is at my door at six in the morning?!
I started trudging down the stairs, and the bell rang again. I pulled open the door.
The Sex God was at my door. He was wearing skinny jeans with combat boots, and a green t-shirt with a black zip-up over it. He had a shovel, and he was smoking a cigarette. And I was wearing my Teletubby pajamas.
Christophe said, "Hi."
I said, "Nnnnggghhh."
I'd like to make myself believe,
That Planet Earth turns slowly.
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep,
'Cause everything is never as it seems.
I'm sorry I didn't use much OC's in this chapter, since she was at home, but the new OC's I got and all the ones I already have WILL be in the next chapter, for sure!
I am still accepting OC's!
Awesome Sexy OC's used :
Lucy Montgomery - Kootie Bomb
Vivi Sykes - PiScEs-BlOsSoM69
Rylee Ann Royce - tazrr.
Keira Keen - RemmyBlack
Bain Cynis - Anonymous Void
Chelsea Marie Richey - Psycho-Pyro-Maniac
Angela Margaret Carnahan - Dylan2910
Lynda Kara Rivera - ToOoFaKiNd
Lulu Morgan Summers - Especially Kenny
Silas and Ozzy Landon - Reneko-Chan
Madison Jones - Humdiddly
Marisa and Vito Sossani - .shop
Lucky Day - Doomed-Orange-Parka
Dani Jones - Robyn
Jackson Robert Williams - LongLiveKenny14
And LaughingAngelsGibberish's OC Amy Grey will be in the next chapter!!