A/N: The characters are not mine, they are owned by James Cameron and Charles Eglee,
however, the idiots of FOX Network decided to let them die, but they won't!!! However, the

words are mine and ya can't steal them!!!

Art Attack


Have you ever felt like you're the nerd of the school
and you're trying to invite the prettiest girl there?
Welcome to my life… at least, she doesn't have a boyfriend.


My team won a basketball game.
Though I don't believe in patriarchy, I invited her
so I could show off, so she would accept.
She said she would go with me
to my cousin's wedding.


Now, I'm a little apprehensive
about this situation.
My family doesn't behave good,
not with me, not with anyone
heck, not with themselves.

Alright, everything's set?
Who the man?
Not you, not them.
Yeah, I'm the man
and I gotta hot date.
Damn! I think I'ma be late.

Now, angels come in all shapes and sizes,
but what I saw today;
was an angel in the devil's outfit.
She couldn't look more beautiful.
She couldn't look more hot.
And if I don't stop gawking,
we're gonna be late, and she's gon' kick my butt.

I had to give her a compliment,
more because I wanted to,
rather than formalities.
My angel, dressed in red.
I was her date.
Things could not be better.
The world is at my feet right now.
Too bad, I couldn't say
what I really thought about her.
More than good… she was ambrosia.
And I was the worst human being in Earth.

Shaking my head, we head out.
She takes my arm, so to speak,
and there was no doubt now
that she for tonight, was mine to keep.

False promises according to her
I was about to talk about.
I believe in them,
though my past would be it's advocate
that it was a lie.

Angel, the only way you'd see
that instead of promises, they're my constitution;
is if you were there, and I'd say them to you.
And she said I look good, subtly, just like I told her.
But I'll never be beautiful, nor I want to.
Cause, she's the beauty and I'm the brain.
And I couldn't be happier with things like that.
Her lips looked so luscious, her frame was so delicate.
God… wow. That's all I can think of saying, right now.

I saw my angel cry tonight.
And nothing could be wrong.
And before I could say something
my family made its presence known.

She's not only beautiful, but she stands up for me.
And look who's coming my way, long lost ex-girlfriend.
And my angel disappears into the night, flossing.

See, the thing about my angel
is she helps without receiving.
My angel helped her boss,
get something back, and not get a beating.
So once again, she risks her life.
And she does it so good,
and she looks so good,
while she does it in that red dress.


My angel saved me from public humiliation.
And my angel promised me, and I promised her
partnership, friendship, all in that situation
that wasn't ours. But I think she understood now
that promises are not the words:
but the feelings that are involved when you say them.

And my angel and me saved national treasures
and my angel and me had the pleasure
of sharing a formal night well, half night together.
And of all of the night's events,
her dress, her face and our promise I won't forget.
And she gave me back my mother's locket.

Oww, my leg…


A/N: Hey guys! Wow… I think this isn't my best work, but I still want you to review it and well throw spitballs at me if ya think like me about this one. I'm posting everyday a chapter… though I've been writing this a while ago, so I have episodes like Designate This, which was like the 3rd one I wrote… when I decided to post the other ones, I had to write what was in between Heat and BBWW and between that and AJBAC… anyways, just wanted u guys 2 know… And if ya guys beg me enough (cuz reviewing does that to a writer… help & … boosts their ego) I'll post Breathe Golden Angel, Breathe (the original title) set on S1…it's the detailed description of what happened in the dream sequence Max had of her and Logan, only it's Logan's POV…