PARAMORE LOVERS, THIS IS IT. Paramore has just made a new video! I REPEAT! PLAYING GOD WAS MADE INTO A MUSIC VIDEO! Yikes, I started CRYING when she hugged Jeremy. Oh, how I loves him!
Anyway, I was all hyped up on that, and the fact that Hayley's hair is now an AMAZING shade of HOT PINK!
So go watch it, and if you don't, I'll hunt you down and MAKE YOU! Yes, that means you Carl. And don't be mad at me, either.
After telling my friends about the Lara thing, I felt a huge relief lifted off my shoulders. And with the Holidays coming up, that was important. I could now just sit down and enjoy my little family.
Fang and I were now officially together, and God, it felt so GOOD! We got to hold hands and hug and kiss once or twice and-crap, I was turning into a girl! Anyway, it was sweet.
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One Tuesday night, all six of us went out together on kind of a triple date. We went to the Olive Garden where "everyone is family," and it sure seemed like it. It was amazing. Even the waiter seemed to be having an awesome time.
We left around six-ish and it was just getting dark. We decided that since everyone was off for the week, we would go to the park. It was the same park where I actually started having feelings for Fang. Or where I found out, anyway.
On the way over, Nudge and Iggy entered a heated conversation about Justin Bieber, and the whole "shaving his head" issue. Iggy said that he would look horrible, but Nudge argued that he would be cute and could still sing either way.
"Yeah, like a girl." Fang scoffed. We all laughed except for Nudge, whose cheeks got all red. Iggy agreed with Fang, and so did Gazzy and I. Personally, I think he should just jump off the edge of a cliff and be done with it. Maybe, then, the world will once again be in peace.
We stopped at the park and each couple went their separate ways. Iggy and Ella went into the playground holding hands, Nudge and Gazzy walked towards the trees, chatting quietly, and Fang and I started off towards the furthest corner of the park, with his hand around my shoulder.
Once we got there, I laid down, pulling Fang with me. Before he could ask what I was doing, I pointed up at the night sky.
"See that?" I asked, pointing up at the sky. "That's Polaris." I said. He followed my finger and looked up, watching the brightest twinkling light in the heavens.
"Mmm, Polar Bear." Fang licked his lips, which, in turn, made me crack a smile.
"Polaris is the North Star, smart one. And you're not still hungry?" I asked. Fang nodded, next to me, and I laughed. And to prove it, his stomach made a nasty gurgling sound.
"He talked." I said, pointing to Fang's tummy.
"Yes. He likes you."
"Good, and I'm actually kind of hungry, too." I said. I sat up on my butt, looking down into the midnight eyes I loved. The reflected the stars, and looked like skis of their own.
"Good thing I brought the leftovers. I knew this was going to happen." He told me, sitting up himself. He held out the box of spaghetti, two plastic forks in his hand.
"Wow, you're prepared, aren't you?" I asked, taking a fork. I twirled it elegantly-totally not my usual style, but whatever-and picked it up.
"Yes. I know we both eat like hippos, and I thought it would be cute to eat out. Like in Lady and the Tramp." He said. I smirked as he swallowed a huge meatball.
"Thanks. It's so romantic to be called a hippo." I said. Fang took my hand, and all was forgiven as we gazed at each other, ever so often taking a bite, or feeding the other.
Pretty soon, my bladder got the best of me.
"Fang…is there a little girl's room anywhere near here?" I asked. Fang's eyes danced in knowing, a smile playing on his lips.
"I thought you would be old enough to have gone by yourself before we left?" He said, cocking a black eyebrow.
"I didn't have to go then!" I whined. Fang flashed his famous smile, and I couldn't help returning one.
"A bathroom…well, the closest is down the street, take a right, and walk down to the Chinese restaurant." He told me. I nodded my thanks, and hopped up, jogging across the street.
"You want me to come?" He called after me.
"I may not be old enough to know when to go, but I can wipe by myself, thanks!" I said. With that, I continued down the road.
I stopped inside the Chinese place, and was greeted by God knows how many people. I asked "bathroom?" and a kind old woman pointed to the back.
"Thanks!"
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When I was done doing my business, I decided to stop inside a book store that I passed on the way up. Even though I'm a trouble-maker, I was a total geek when it came to books. I texted Fang, telling him I'd be out in a few minutes.
HB, its dark n I don't want u out 2 long. I get worried!
Ok, brb, promise! I texted back.
My hands roamed over the books, looking for a good one. Percy Jackson and the Lightening Thief, Twilight, Maximum Ride, Harry Potter series.
Finally my eyes settled on one. The Hunger Games, by Suzanne Collins. Iggy had recommended it to me after one of the Saw movies. He gave me a brief summary and I was totally hooked.
I paid the cashier, giving him $12.95 for the paperback version, wished him a goodnight, and then walked out into the chilly November night.
It wasn't until they were right behind me that I noticed their fowl stench tainting the air.
Alright, enough for tonight. And if you HAVE NOT watched the video, I suggest that you'd better…or ELSE! Dun, dun, DUN! Have a nice day!
