A/N: Wow, look at this! Another chappie from a lazy ass girl who never
finishes jack shit. Wow, 2 swear words in a sentence.. That's not me! It's
Nny.. Anyway, here I go.
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"No.." I muttered. "No, I don't know what you're talking about."
Robbie wouldn't leave me alone. I was just sitting on a chair in the store, reading a Johnny the Homicidal Maniac (A/N: GO JHONEN VASQUEZ) comic, minding my own business. Why it's the football team's life goal to pester me, I'll never know.
"Go away, Robbie."
"What're you reading?"
"A comic. I am in a comic book store."
"No shit!"
"Hey, back off." Came a voice from behind Robbie.
"Eh, Dani." I said, getting up and pushing past Robbie. My two best friends had just walked up, and I wasn't gonna deal with the jock.
"Hey Bobo." Said Dani. Dani was the sweetest freak you'd ever meet. She's just like me. We're the best pair of friends you could ever see! Yeah, but the other friend, Jeff, was a different story. He was strange, but god, he had some fashion issues. He went all out weird sometimes, but not enough! Sheesh.
"Um, Rob?" Said Dani.
"Hm?" Robbie mumbled stupidly.
"GO AWAY!" The three of us yelled in unison, then pushed that bloated bastard into the crowd.
"So!" I said, turning to Jeff. "Got it?"
"Yeah," He said, "But have you finished number five yet?"
"I'm on the last page!" I yelled.
"nope, have to finish it."
"Fine!" So I whipped open my Johnny comic and read the last page I was on.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!" I began to shriek as I finished. "But if he dies, how's there a six and seven!?!?"
"Read," said Jeff, laughing his little ass off, handing me a copy of Johnny The Dead Homicidal Maniac.
"Uh, the dead homicidal maniac?" I muttered. This was just strange. I know Vasquez is a weirdo and all, but the dead homicidal maniac? OK..
So I diligently read and read. It was a very strange one.. It didn't have enough Happy Noodle Boy. My Dad was going to order more Johnny, but they came in late. Jeff had to get six from across town. For that, I will love him forever!
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"Daddy dearest?" I mumbled the next morning, laying in bed. "Can I stay home?"
"Why, daughter dearest?" My father replied.
"I'm not feeling well, Daddy."
"Oh, Bo. Get up and go to school."
"Ah, fine!" So I jumped out of bed and. went to school.
~*.*~
"No, Dani, that's insane!" I yelled.
"But it's true," She replied, "They're taking it off the air."
"Not funny!" I yelled.
"I know! I can't believe it either! It's insane!"
"No.. way.."
"What are you two complaining about, now?" Said Jeff, coming up behind Dani.
"They're taking Invader Zim off the air!" I yelled. ((A/N: OK, Invader Zim's been off the air for a while *sniff sniff*, but I needed a show that they would watch to take off. So, it's this! BTW, I don't own JTHM, or Invader Zim.))
"Oh, God.." Jeff muttered, putting his head in hands.
"Shut up, Jeff." Said Dani.
"Guys, you know I love Vasquez. Well, Johnny. But Zim? That show is just stupid! It's pointless and.. Pointless!"
He wasn't making his point.
"It is not! It's the greatest show ever!" Dani and I retorted as much as possible.
"No way! So dumb!"
"You know how we are, Jeff." I said.
"Yeah, Bobo and I are into that stuff!" Said Dani
"Bobo and you are insane.."
"Excuse me?" I said.
"You-are-insane. You heard me."
"I can't believe you'd say that to us!" I yelled.
"Well, you are! Can't you just be a little more.. Normal?"
"Normal? What the hell is wrong with you, Jeff?" I think this was turning into a battle between the two of us.
"You could just tone it down a bit! I mean, c'mon! You have a mullet and Dani has pink hair!"
"Yeah, so we express ourselves!"
"YOU SCARE PEOPLE!"
I stopped. That was IT! I didn't understand. What was wrong with him?
"Look, Bo. Just, I don't know.. You're so odd, you freak people out! And, I mean, I'm used to it, but.."
"But you just don't want to be around a freak."
"No, Bo. That's not what I said."
"That's what it sounds like, Jeff."
"Well, if you think that, then maybe it's really YOU that doesn't want to be around ME."
"Maybe I don't anymore."
He just looked at me. He looked so hurt. And so sorry. I didn't know what to feel. I was so mad at him, but at the same time I just wanted to apologize and give him a great, big hug.
"I'm sorry. I guess I'll be a loner. Seeya round." He muttered, and turned around and walked off.
"Woah.." Dani muttered. "Those were tears. There were tears in his eyes! I don't thin I've ever even seen Jeff sad!"
"Those are nothing compared to this." I said, looking at the ground, now clutching a stake in my hand. ((A/N: Sorry to brake the mood, but I just imagined her with a steak in her hand! Heehee..))
"Bo?"
"Dani," I said, whipping around, letting her see the rivers down my cheeks. "Stake me."
"What!?!?"
"Just stake me! Get it over with! I don't need to live, soon I'll just loose you and then I'll have nothing but a comic book store!"
"Bo, you'll never loose m! I'm your best friend and I love you! Besides, if anything happened to me, you'd have you Dad and your uncle's! You don't want to die, Bo."
"Yes I do."
"No, you don't!"
"I hurt someone close to me! I hurt someone so close, there's no point in living if he's not here! Dani, you're me best friend, but I've always felt something for Jeff. I've known him since kindergarten, years before you! I don't know, maybe I like him.. But I can't live without him, Dani, stake me!"
"No!"
"JUST DO IT!"
"I REFUSE!"
We stood still for a moment. The bell rang. I turned and headed toward my second period. Lunch was gonna be hell.
~*.*~
I didn't see Jeff at lunch. Dani spent it trying to convince me not to kill myself. I didn't feel like dealing with this, so I left and went to the band room. I just sat there. Everyone who hung out in there was looking at me funny. Whatever. I think I'm even too weird for the geeks. The bell for third period rang. Everyone got up to get their instruments. As I was getting my saxophone stand, Dani came in. Oh God, did I really want to deal with playing? Of course, I had to, so I got my baritone sax out and put it on the stand. I started playing, not paying attention to Dani behind me, her tuba completely silent.
~*.*~
Oh yes, I went from ignoring one to the other that day. Fourth period science. Jeff sits right next to me. I didn't say anything. Neither did he. I felt so bad, I should've said something to him. But, of course, I didn't.
When I got home I found a note from my Dad, saying he went out to lunch with Uncle Alan and Uncle Sammy. Perfect, I thought. Just my chance. I walked into the kitchen and reached on top of the refrigerator. I grabbed my Dad's pain pills.
I hope they'd work.
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A/N: Dun dun dun. OK, I finally did it. Lalalalala. You know, I greatly apologize to any *cough cough* other band geeks. I know that no one is too weird for us bandies. Well, at least the ones really dedicated who are always in the band room. Anywhoooo, I think the next one may be short when I get around to it. Bibi!!!!!!!!!!
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"No.." I muttered. "No, I don't know what you're talking about."
Robbie wouldn't leave me alone. I was just sitting on a chair in the store, reading a Johnny the Homicidal Maniac (A/N: GO JHONEN VASQUEZ) comic, minding my own business. Why it's the football team's life goal to pester me, I'll never know.
"Go away, Robbie."
"What're you reading?"
"A comic. I am in a comic book store."
"No shit!"
"Hey, back off." Came a voice from behind Robbie.
"Eh, Dani." I said, getting up and pushing past Robbie. My two best friends had just walked up, and I wasn't gonna deal with the jock.
"Hey Bobo." Said Dani. Dani was the sweetest freak you'd ever meet. She's just like me. We're the best pair of friends you could ever see! Yeah, but the other friend, Jeff, was a different story. He was strange, but god, he had some fashion issues. He went all out weird sometimes, but not enough! Sheesh.
"Um, Rob?" Said Dani.
"Hm?" Robbie mumbled stupidly.
"GO AWAY!" The three of us yelled in unison, then pushed that bloated bastard into the crowd.
"So!" I said, turning to Jeff. "Got it?"
"Yeah," He said, "But have you finished number five yet?"
"I'm on the last page!" I yelled.
"nope, have to finish it."
"Fine!" So I whipped open my Johnny comic and read the last page I was on.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!" I began to shriek as I finished. "But if he dies, how's there a six and seven!?!?"
"Read," said Jeff, laughing his little ass off, handing me a copy of Johnny The Dead Homicidal Maniac.
"Uh, the dead homicidal maniac?" I muttered. This was just strange. I know Vasquez is a weirdo and all, but the dead homicidal maniac? OK..
So I diligently read and read. It was a very strange one.. It didn't have enough Happy Noodle Boy. My Dad was going to order more Johnny, but they came in late. Jeff had to get six from across town. For that, I will love him forever!
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"Daddy dearest?" I mumbled the next morning, laying in bed. "Can I stay home?"
"Why, daughter dearest?" My father replied.
"I'm not feeling well, Daddy."
"Oh, Bo. Get up and go to school."
"Ah, fine!" So I jumped out of bed and. went to school.
~*.*~
"No, Dani, that's insane!" I yelled.
"But it's true," She replied, "They're taking it off the air."
"Not funny!" I yelled.
"I know! I can't believe it either! It's insane!"
"No.. way.."
"What are you two complaining about, now?" Said Jeff, coming up behind Dani.
"They're taking Invader Zim off the air!" I yelled. ((A/N: OK, Invader Zim's been off the air for a while *sniff sniff*, but I needed a show that they would watch to take off. So, it's this! BTW, I don't own JTHM, or Invader Zim.))
"Oh, God.." Jeff muttered, putting his head in hands.
"Shut up, Jeff." Said Dani.
"Guys, you know I love Vasquez. Well, Johnny. But Zim? That show is just stupid! It's pointless and.. Pointless!"
He wasn't making his point.
"It is not! It's the greatest show ever!" Dani and I retorted as much as possible.
"No way! So dumb!"
"You know how we are, Jeff." I said.
"Yeah, Bobo and I are into that stuff!" Said Dani
"Bobo and you are insane.."
"Excuse me?" I said.
"You-are-insane. You heard me."
"I can't believe you'd say that to us!" I yelled.
"Well, you are! Can't you just be a little more.. Normal?"
"Normal? What the hell is wrong with you, Jeff?" I think this was turning into a battle between the two of us.
"You could just tone it down a bit! I mean, c'mon! You have a mullet and Dani has pink hair!"
"Yeah, so we express ourselves!"
"YOU SCARE PEOPLE!"
I stopped. That was IT! I didn't understand. What was wrong with him?
"Look, Bo. Just, I don't know.. You're so odd, you freak people out! And, I mean, I'm used to it, but.."
"But you just don't want to be around a freak."
"No, Bo. That's not what I said."
"That's what it sounds like, Jeff."
"Well, if you think that, then maybe it's really YOU that doesn't want to be around ME."
"Maybe I don't anymore."
He just looked at me. He looked so hurt. And so sorry. I didn't know what to feel. I was so mad at him, but at the same time I just wanted to apologize and give him a great, big hug.
"I'm sorry. I guess I'll be a loner. Seeya round." He muttered, and turned around and walked off.
"Woah.." Dani muttered. "Those were tears. There were tears in his eyes! I don't thin I've ever even seen Jeff sad!"
"Those are nothing compared to this." I said, looking at the ground, now clutching a stake in my hand. ((A/N: Sorry to brake the mood, but I just imagined her with a steak in her hand! Heehee..))
"Bo?"
"Dani," I said, whipping around, letting her see the rivers down my cheeks. "Stake me."
"What!?!?"
"Just stake me! Get it over with! I don't need to live, soon I'll just loose you and then I'll have nothing but a comic book store!"
"Bo, you'll never loose m! I'm your best friend and I love you! Besides, if anything happened to me, you'd have you Dad and your uncle's! You don't want to die, Bo."
"Yes I do."
"No, you don't!"
"I hurt someone close to me! I hurt someone so close, there's no point in living if he's not here! Dani, you're me best friend, but I've always felt something for Jeff. I've known him since kindergarten, years before you! I don't know, maybe I like him.. But I can't live without him, Dani, stake me!"
"No!"
"JUST DO IT!"
"I REFUSE!"
We stood still for a moment. The bell rang. I turned and headed toward my second period. Lunch was gonna be hell.
~*.*~
I didn't see Jeff at lunch. Dani spent it trying to convince me not to kill myself. I didn't feel like dealing with this, so I left and went to the band room. I just sat there. Everyone who hung out in there was looking at me funny. Whatever. I think I'm even too weird for the geeks. The bell for third period rang. Everyone got up to get their instruments. As I was getting my saxophone stand, Dani came in. Oh God, did I really want to deal with playing? Of course, I had to, so I got my baritone sax out and put it on the stand. I started playing, not paying attention to Dani behind me, her tuba completely silent.
~*.*~
Oh yes, I went from ignoring one to the other that day. Fourth period science. Jeff sits right next to me. I didn't say anything. Neither did he. I felt so bad, I should've said something to him. But, of course, I didn't.
When I got home I found a note from my Dad, saying he went out to lunch with Uncle Alan and Uncle Sammy. Perfect, I thought. Just my chance. I walked into the kitchen and reached on top of the refrigerator. I grabbed my Dad's pain pills.
I hope they'd work.
~*.*~
A/N: Dun dun dun. OK, I finally did it. Lalalalala. You know, I greatly apologize to any *cough cough* other band geeks. I know that no one is too weird for us bandies. Well, at least the ones really dedicated who are always in the band room. Anywhoooo, I think the next one may be short when I get around to it. Bibi!!!!!!!!!!
