Hello readers! I'm back and I would like to apologize to all of those readers/reviewers that have been waiting. I have been busy with my life and a new story so I'm just letting everybody know that I am not abandoning this story.
-sigh- I am very busy and I have been plagued with writer's block about this chapter with a mix of nervousness. That's just me though, always nervous and worried over my stories and how people will like them.
I have returned to school and began my job once again where I was mauled by my kids who I haven't seen since last year and they all playfully hugged me, especially the boys' track team gave me a group hug that nearly suffocated me lol. I miss them and I'm glad to be back and see them.
But writer's block is still no excuse! I have recently gotten over it and I have ideas for it now. And I also have been writing my own Total Drama Island story where people send in applications. It's called Total Drama Circus and with some help of my friends, I was able to write a story that people seem to love.
But anyway, here we go onto the next chapter! I love readers but reviewers will always rock my socks.
Her face scrunched up slightly when the sound of plastic screeching and then heard a faint sigh of relief from the plastic. She moaned and turned on her side, burying her face deep into her pillow.
"Is she waking up?" A light voice whispered and the sound of crunching became apparent when it reached her ears.
"Are you kidding me? Junk food always wakes her up." Another voice snorted.
With what sounded like a mix of a sigh and a groan, Tinya picked her head up from her pillow and lazily stared at the source of the noise. Imra was sitting on the ground, her rose eyes picked up Tinya's small movement and was now watching her with a big smile on her face. Luorenu was sitting on her left, her legs crossed each other in front of her as she sat a large bag of chips in her lap.
"See? Look what I told you." Luorenu reached over and nudged her blond friend before digging her hand back into the bag and threw chips into her mouth.
The brunette let out a tired sigh and ran a pale hand through her long hair, "What time is it?"
"Almost nine." Imra replied.
Tinya stared down at her pillow in concentration before her dark eyes traveled around the room that they were in, "Where are we?"
Imra stood up and stretched her muscles, showing Tinya that she had changed into her pink cotton pajama bottoms and matching long sleeved top. She knew that her friend wasn't too keen on showing skin and wore what was comfortable to her.
"Garth had managed to get us a room at a motel." Imra sighed as she let her arms fall back to her sides. The brunette nodded and stood up, her palm holding her up as she rocketed one arm into the air and sighed in satisfaction when she heard the small pops of her back and shoulder. Satisfaction, however, was shortly lived when Tinya noticed that she had been wearing the same clothes as she had yesterday.
"Ew, I need a shower." She declared as she picked up her shirt with two fingers and let it fall back against her skin, and quickly moved to the bathroom. With a white fuzzy towel in hand, she grabbed onto each corner before she whipped it into the air and lowered it to the ground. Then she rushed the clothing off her body and turned the dial in the shower, squeaking when the sting of cold water hit her hand and patiently waited for the water to heat up before slipping in.
With a content sigh that passed through her lips, she took a fistful of her dark hair and threw it over her shoulder, allowing for the hot water to pound into her back and massage the tense muscles underneath her porcelain skin. She let her shoulders fall from their tense state. Moving was stressful, she had the notches in her back to prove it.
She flicked her hair over her shoulder and started to clean it, after deciding that the slick feel of greasy hair was enough. With both palms she pressed the water that rained down into her air and continued to wash herself. She tentatively put a foot on the towel before stepping out of the shower with clear droplets creating shimmering trails down her skin, she grabbed another towel and quickly wrapped it around her body.
When she made sure that she was dry enough, Tinya walked over to the obscure mirror and ran a palm against the surface just enough to reveal her reflection with a frown. Now despite her constant annoyance with girls who thought their looks were plain, Tinya had to sadly admit she was one of them. Her skin was pale despite the time she spent in the sun, her wide forehead, her small nose, pale thin lips that she covered up in dark lipstick, her disturbingly doll-like eyes were too large for her small face, and her dark hair contrast her skin. Perhaps that was the reason for the nickname, 'Phantom' in high school. Her nose scrunched up in disfavor, she looked like her mother...too much like her mother. Now she hadn't voiced these thoughts out loud, but Tinya had always been a bit envious of the looks of her two female friends.
Luorenu had dark hair that was cut short in an adorable fashion, with two strips of her bangs dyed a deep purple and then a bright orange, her eyes were almond shaped with the most enchanting set of violet eyes that would give Elizabeth Taylor a run for her money.
Imra had long sun colored hair that swayed gracefully when she moved and fuchsia eyes enchanted everyone, especially of the male population, around her.
A sigh passed her lips and she gave one last look of disapproval at the mirror before she moved to the door and opened it up shyly enough for her to stick her head out.
"Luorenu throw me my bag please."
Said girl arched a thin eyebrow as she lifted Tinya's bag with two fingers, "Can't you come out here for it?"
Tinya's head tipped downward with her eyes still trained on her brunette friend, "Nope."
Luorenu smiled as she threw her friend her bag, who easily caught it in her hand that shot out from the safety of the bathroom, "Still not comfortable seeing you like that Tinya?"
Her friend shot out her tongue at her before disappearing inside the bathroom and started to change into new clothes. Truth was that Luorenu was right, Tinya was very self-conscious of her body and tried as much as possible not to show her insecurity around her friends. And the fact that she knew that Imra would freak out if she had spotted inky images on her body. It's not like it had been the first time I had gotten a tattoo...a permanent one is completely different She admitted as she pulled her black boyshorts undies, with the repeated pattern of skulls and crossbones, up her thighs to rest comfortably on her bum before hooking herself into her matching bra.
After she had pulled a black short-sleeved shirt over her head, Tinya bent over with a towel in hand threw it onto her wet head and started to rub it quickly with her fingers. When she was done, she flipped back upwards and quickly took a brush to her hair with the mission of straightening her dark locks that clumped together in tangled strands.
She flipped her hair back over her shoulder before digging into her bag, blindly feeling around before she pulled out a small black smooth material bag that she unzipped and pulled out a large white tube, she popped open the cap with a small snap before she poured the cool substance on her hand before spreading it on her face. Tinya maneuvered her fingers that were soaked with the liquid-like substance into small circles over her face all the while massaging the muscles that hid beneath her skin. A minute passed before she gently wiped off her white mask before pulling out a black toothbrush and another white tube, flipping the cap and gently gave it a squeeze. After brushing her teeth, she carelessly threw the items she had received from the bag back in.
Tinya then bent down as she pushed one leg through her jeans, she paused at the familiar beat that her ears faintly picked up on the other side of the bathroom and couldn't stop the grin on her face. Quickly, she pushed her other leg through before zipping and buttoning her pants and threw open the door. The sight of zombies surrounding a couple on the TV made her smile as she saw Luorenu giggle and raise the volume of the music that had started to play. She threw herself on one bed, landing on her stomach as she cradled her head with two hands and her legs kicked back and fourth.
"Cause this is thriller, thriller night, and no one's gonna save you from the beast about to strike. You know it's thriller, thriller night. You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller." Both Tinya and Luorenu started to sing as suddenly Michael Jackson, once again, became a human that had abruptly began to dance in rhythm with zombies. Despite how much her friends made fun of the song and music video, Tinya still loved the song and was in love with his two other songs, 'Smooth Criminal' and 'Beat It'. (AU://I mean c'mon how can you not make fun of it? First human then werecat then human again and then zombie, human, and zap back to zombie followed by more human goodness with werecat eyes.)
Imra rolled her eyes, "I don't see why you guys are so obsessed with him. He's a child molester!"
"Shun the believer!" Luorenu randomly cried but refused to take her violet eyes off the screen. Tinya giggled and shrugged, "I'm not obsessed I just like the song. Obsessed would mean that I would have his old pair of socks sitting in my pillow case and make wishes off of it."
Her blond friend's face scrunched up in disgust, "Ew."
Tinya nodded, "Exactly, so not obsessed. I only like three of his songs. Besides," She turned a bit so that she could look at Imra, "This is a pretty good music video, despite him turning into three different beings in seven minutes."
Imra only sighed and returned to reading a magazine that she had supported on one knee, crossed over the other. While Tinya kept her eyes on the TV, she noticed that the bed creaked slightly and she started to raise a little bit.
"Luorenu knock it off!" Tinya turned her head slightly to see her friend with both arms bent at an angle in the air, fingers spread out menacingly as she marched to one side and swung her arms from left to right before she marched to another side and repeated her last action with Imra, her face scrunched up as she watched the brunette's style of dance.
Tinya let a small sigh past her lips and gave her head a small shake before her dark lips turned upwards and she too joined Luorenu's "zombie" dance. Imra's face turned a slight pink as her golden eyebrows furred forward and she suddenly skyrocketed out of her chair, causing Tinya to bump into Luorenu who in turn had stopped suddenly and both were staring at their blond friend.
"If your going to dance like some child molester," She started sternly before she swiped the remote from the desk and with a small click, the images of zombies dissipated from the screen and she turned to her two friends, "You might as well as listen to much better music and dance like idiots." She suddenly smiled. With the power of the remote in her hand, Imra quickly flipped through the channels before she threw the remote onto the bed and smirked.
The musical notes caught the attention of both Luorenu and Tinya whom turned to Imra with a quick smirk. Imra quickly snatched a pair of sunglasses off of the table she was just sitting at before she shoved them onto her face, "Ooo, your kisses," She mouthed the strong voice that sang the lyric, "Sweeter than honey."
Tinya and Luorenu jumped onto the ground and clumsily fashioned themselves into a pose with their bodies faces towards one wall while they faced their faces that held a large smile towards another wall off to the side, bodies close together and allowed themselves to copy the lyric sang by the chorus.
Loosening up, Imra grabbed a random brush and held it up in front of her like a microphone as she began to lip-synch the lyrics "And guess what? So is my money. All I want you to do for me, is to give it to me when you get home, whip it to me-"
She then jumped onto the bed, the springs creaking a bit under the weight of Imra and continued with the brush held in front of her lips, "When you get home, now."
Imra danced a bit on the bed, pausing in her actions every time the music stopped only to take up a new pose when the music started up again in a repeated pattern, "R-E-S-P-E-C-T! Find out what it means to me! R-E-S-P-E-C-T! Take care, TCB!"
Following the chorus of "Sock it to me" Tinya and Luorenu started to roll their hips in one direction while they repeated the action with their hands held down by their hips and moved their hands in small circles. However they immediately stopped as a blush formed on both of their faces, Imra oblivious to her two friends continued to "sing" until a cough interrupted her in the middle of her song.
Luorenu giggled behind her hand and Tinya smirked at the blond as she turned around slowly to face Garth, Brainy, and Bouncy. Garth was smirking with one hand on his hip with his blue eyes targeted on the blushing blond, Brainy had his arms crossed against his chest with an amused expression, and Bouncy was smiling, "Did we interrupt something?"
I'm so sorry for holding this chapter out you guys for so long! There's been so much going on, new story ideas, real life drama, and so much more! I swear that the next chapter will be a bit more interesting!
I am on my knees with my hands clasped together in front of me, large puppy pleading eyes that beg for forgiveness and I ask for it please! I miss you all!
And please tell me if my writing has decreased in skill, I'm pretty sure it's horrible and I'm ashamed for putting this out!