Hum... I'm somewhat disappointed... My traffic thing says that I have 89 viewers this month, but I only have 37 reviews... Do you people just not care? Do you not like my story? Is that it? Do you just not want to take the time to say 'cool' or 'nice job' or 'this sucks go and die'?

I accept reviews. You can have an account to review, and you can not have an account and review. There is still a pretty button below saying 'review'. And it needs to be pushed. It NEEDS it, or Xavier will DIE. And do you want to do that to Trinity? Huh? Huh? HUUUUH?

But oh well. I hate this chapter with a burning passion, and I'm still trying to get my Document Manager to work. It doesn't like me that much.

A small fact about this chapter: This is made of bits and pieces of things drafts for it. I have ten of them, and this is the best out of all of them. And, considering it sucks, that must be pretty bad.

A small fact about me: I like long author notes. So.

Too many things happen in this chapter.

Seven reviews until I update. HA. THIS is what you get when I am annoyed. HA. HA. HA.

"You like two boys and they look the same?" I cock my head to the side and look at the teenager, who is sitting on the floor and looking dejected.

"Yeah..." Trinity sighs. "This kid named Xavier, mainly. I mean, we've kissed and we've made out in the snow, but... he just ran away and told me to never talk to him again last week. I don't know what's going on. And then there's Damen, his cousin. He's really sweet and nice, and... I don't know..."

"I don't really have any real experience with boys..." I muse, slipping some books onto a shelf. Inside my thoughts are whirling and I'm anything but calm. Xavier and Trinity made out? Dear God, this was starting to sound like some crack story some weird teenagers were writing. "Maybe you should just ask out the less jerky of the two, hm? Or maybe you should ask your dad."

"As if." Trinity snorts. I'm about to ask why she doesn't want to when Todd Casil comes in through the back.

"Trinity!" he says angrily. "I've been looking all over town for you! It's one o'clock at night, where have you been?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Casil." I cut in before Trinity can say anything. "She came over a while ago and I was helping her with her homework, but after she finished we just started talking. I should have been paying attention to the clock, sir, and I'm sincerely sorry."

Todd glares at me before sighing. "Whatever. I'm tired. Trinity, let's go."

Trinity grabs her coat and before the door shuts, she winks at me. I wink back and continue to put books onto the shelves.

My, how things have changed around here.

Dear Journal,

I'm slowly crossing days off of my calender to when Damon and Damen leave, because they're both grating on my nerves. They've been sitting with Trinity and her friends, and although I know it's for the best, it hurts to see her talking with them and having fun with two boys who look just like me. Sometimes they come and sit with me just to bug me, but lately it's only been Damen. He says it has something to do with Trinity making him uncomfortable and flirting with him or something. Huh. Oh well.

She needs somebody, that's for sure, and it would probably be better if it wasn't me.

~Xavier

"STOP TOUCHING MY Y-BOX!"

"It doesn't have your name on it! I can do whatever I want!"

"It does have my name on it, and no, you can't!"

I was tired of listening to Xavier and Damon argue, so I decided to take a breather and go for a walk. Xavier's room smells like smoke anyway, since he loves to kill his lungs. I think he's trying to stop, though.

I don't know how I ended up at the park, but I don't know my way around that well so I guess I shouldn't be surprised.

"Damen!"

I turn around and stare as Trinity runs up to me, her breath coming in fogs and her black scarf trailing behind her.

"Hi, Trinity." I say politely. Damon says he has this huge crush on her, and I can see why. She's not pretty and not ugly, but she's cute, I'll give her that. But I know Damon just wants to get into her pants, because he's a huge manwhore that way. I told him he'd have better luck with Naomi, because she hates him too.

"Damen, I wanted to ask you..." She looks down, and sighs.

Oh crap. I think as she begins to blush, and I close my eyes tightly. This can't be good...

I open my eyes to see Trinity staring at me, brown eyes half closed. "Will you... go out with me?"

"Trinity..." I wince, because this is painful for me. I don't want to turn her down, but I don't want to say yes either. That would be bad. "I-I-I can't... I can't go out with you, I'm so sorry."

She doesn't look that sad, but she does look... mad. Really mad. After all, this is her second rejection in a month, what with Xavier and all. "Why not?" she demands. "Do you already have a girlfriend or something? What the hell?"

"Trinity..." I look her dead in the eye. "I'm gay."

Trinity blinks once, twice, and then a third time. "Oh." she says simply. "Oh."

I smile, and she seems to force one back. "I have to go, Trinity, I'm sorry." I turn around and walk away, and I'm just about to leave when I hear her yell and hit something.

"Sorry." I say again.

This is a page break, and I'm switching view points. :3

I got expelled.

I got fucking expelled.

The principal found out about my smoking and my more recent drug habit, and combine that with my grades... It's no wonder that I got expelled. My dad was there, and the way he glared at me made me want to die right then and there. He hasn't spoken a word to me, and his face is red and... really scary looking. It's lunch time and he's dragging me out by the wrist and mumbling to himself, and we pass Trinity and her friends sitting on the front steps. They stare at me, and my dad snaps his fingers twice. Damen and Damon quickly stand up and follow us, and none of us looked back.

Once again, I know who's wrist is going to get destroyed.

That night, I'm sitting in the shower wearing nothing but boxer shorts, the water is streaming down on me, making my hair stick to my head and mixing with my tears. My blood is streaming from the deep cut in my wrist and turning a pretty pink color as it whirls down the drain, and the razor I used is dangling loosely from my other hand. Downstairs, I can barely hear people talking, and someone's coming up the stairs. They walk up and down the hallway as if they're looking for something, and then stop outside of my bedroom door. They open it and close it once they see that I'm not there, and then walk down the hallway again. Slowly, the door to the bathroom opens, and I just barely raise my head.

"Oh, Xavier..." Trinity whispers, and walks over to me. I look back at my bare feet with hollow eyes, wondering if I'm really as tired as I look. Trinity slips into the bathtub beside me, not bothering to turn the water off, and hugs me. I bury my face into her shoulder and begin to cry.

"If it makes you feel better," she says softly, "We can start talking again."

"You can tell me how vile I already know that I am." I rasp back, my tears escalating into sobs.

And so here we are, two lost teenagers in a amazingly insane world, trying and failing to comfort each other. I wonder how things got this bad, and then I realize that I don't care.

Trinity's still whispering comforting words, but I'm not even here anymore. It's not like I've had some rabid, out of the blue revelation. It's more like everything that hasn't added up, or maybe has added up but I've refused to accept is crashing down on me. I'm drowning in a tidal wave. Maybe I shouldn't have been so dismissive of my emotions before. Maybe they really do hold some power.

'Cause right now I'm kind of forgetting to breathe.

What's that they say about denial?

Once you can't cling to it anymore, reality's a bitch.

FUCKING READ INVADERZATR'S STORY AND REVIEW! I AM SERIOUS YOU GUYS!

Anyway. I'm just torturing Xavier now, but it's because I love him. X3

I was rereading the first Destiny today... and I was wondering...

Was I really that bad of a writer? Jesus Christ...

I was reading my new Inuyasha manga yesterday and I started to cry. No, not cry. I started to BAWL. Because Kikyo died, and then Rin... and the look on Sesshomaru's face-! FWAAAAG! *sobs*

Oh, and I also have a new job- Official Killer of Commas. I use them too much... *sweatdrop*

Also...

Fred is going to be a movie.

That's right.

A movie.

God help us all.