Disclaimer: I BOUGHT them. That's right. They belong to me.

As if. Doesn't the disclaimer go unsaid?

A/N: This story is written COMPLETELY with DOCUMENTS.


Documented

Chapter Nine

Madison Square

A collection of post-it notes found in and around Francis Sullivan's a.k.a. Jack Kelly's a.k.a. Cowboy's home.

One
J,
Remember that I'm leaving, or, I have already left, for Philadelphia for my meetings. I will be gone until Tuesday. Go inside the house and look around. This is the condition the house should be in when I get back.

—Mom

Two
There is NO FOOD in the refrigerator. NONE. However, there is MONEY that I have left on the kitchen counter for you to order food for lunch and dinner. Keep in mind that if you have pizza everyday you will turn into a giant pepperoni. So, don't have pizza everyday. Thank you.
—Mom

Three
Why did you open the fridge? I told you it was EMTPY. Look for food somewhere else! Use the MONEY on the COUNTER that is right behind you.

Four
Money ---

(for food use ONLY)

Five
Before you go upstairs, remember that you have HOMEWORK and SCHOOL on Monday and Tuesday which you are required to do and attend. Also, pay no attention to the folders scattered on the stairs. I dropped them on the way out and was in too much of a hurry to pick them up. Don't worry. I'm sure I won't need them.

Six
No unauthorized behavior in THIS ROOM i.e. YOUR ROOM while I am out.

Seven
This is the PHONE.
Use it to call me in case of emergencies. My number is 772-555-0624.
Did you have fun at Anthony's? There were no police involved, so I assumed you did. Tell me about your new friends. Use my PHONE NUMBER.

Eight
This is where your DIRTY CLOTHES go. The laundry room is in the basement. Do you remember how to do the laundry? If you don't, ask one of your friends. For instance, you could say something like, "Hello, I am incompetent in the area of domestic tasks and need help with my laundry." Add the words, "mah gee" or "bling bling" around in there so that your friends will understand, just in case.

Nine
This is a PICTURE of you and me so you don't forget what I look like. We have just come back from the beach. Don't we look happy? I am the one in the giant straw hat.

love,
Jane Sullivan, i.e. Your mother

The Chatroom

cowboykelly11 has entered the room.
raceritaly has entered the room.

raceritaly: fuckhead. What r u doin?
cowboykelly11: trying to figure out how to do the laundry
raceritaly: u dusche
cowboykelly11: it's douche, dick.
raceritaly: fuck you.

tracy'sbitch has entered the room.

cowboykelly11: Spot?
tracy'sbitch SHUT UP. Tracy made it. She says hi.
raceritaly: hi, gorgeous
tracy'sbitch: DON'T hit on me
tracy'sbitch: this is T: Hi, baby
tracy'sbitch: Spot is being annoying.
tracy'sbitch: am not

tracy'sbitch: DON'T hit on my grl.
cowboykelly11: so neway I'm tryin to think of a name for us all we need a keyboardist
raceritaly: fucking Skitts owes me fucking new plates. MATCHING ones.
tracy'sbitch: get over it.
raceritaly: dad threw a fit, so did mom. They want me to pay 4 it.
tracy'sbitch: it's not like you don't have the $.
tracy'sbitch: ashk;lq'10fdsa3jkl;
tracy'sbitch: don't listen to spot.

skittleskull has entered the room.

tracy'sbitch: hi, Skitts
tracy'sbitch: hey, Skitts
skittleskull: why say hi 2x?
cowboykelly11: it's tracy and spot. Trying to think of a name for us, ideas?
tracy'sbitch: The Pretty Boys
tracy'sbitch: that was t's idea.
raceritaly: no.
tracy'sbitch: well I like it
skittleskull: upper level parking
raceritaly: dude, genius
tracy'sbitch: that's pretty good.
tracy'sbitch: yeah, really good. ULP.
cowboykelly11: ok then it's upl. But we need a keyboardist too. race and i were thinking blink.
tracy'sbitch: I'm blinking and nothing's happening.
tracy'sbitch: nvm spot just told me you mean KID BLINK.
skittleskull: he good?
raceritaly: played piano forfuckingever so yeah
cowboykelly11: y don't we try him out like Sunday? u can come to my house. mom isn't home.
skittleskull: drums?
raceritaly: prolly not
skittleskull: damn
raceritaly: hide your mom's china, kelly.

End Chapter Nine

A/N:

REVIEW PLEASE!

I am a BAD BAD BAD authoress. Really. I suck. There are no words to describe exactly how much I suck.

Well, first of all, I am tres busy with school, as I am sure all of you are (or, at least, most of you). Therefore, I have, like, NO time to write. Therefore therefore, I'm going to let someone WRITE MY STORIES. That's right, I'm going to let someone else take over my stories.

Here are the stories that I will not be writing anymore:
Death to Spottie
Heavy Metal

Okay, so maybe that isn't the bulk of my fiction, but whatever. ANYWAY, if YOU would like to write the stories, there is a contest of sorts going on, I suppose.

First of all, you must have read the stories (obviously), and then, you should write the next chapter. Or, at least, you have to write a part of the next chapter. At least one page.

Then, email that part of the chapter to mi-squared(at)angelfire(dot)com. In the subject, title it "TITLE: by YOUR PEN NAME." Obviously, the "TITLE" is the title of the fic you are writing for.

I'll pick one chapter that I like and you can take over from there. Sound simple? Sound ridiculous? Should I not even be asking??!

Oh, well. What's done is done. Now, please, consider it.

Also, the band name that won was UPPER LEVEL PARKING (Dur) by a landslide.

Shoutouts:


Ccatt: hope you found the cricket. Don't worry, sometimes I hear this weird high pitched whirring in the back of my head and no one else can hear it. So, you're not insane.

XThespianWizardX: did you change your pen name? It doesn't look familiar. Well, if you did, it's a very cool pen name.

Strawberri Shake: Thank you! Btw, my house is like 75 years old and made entirely of concrete in the frame, so if there is ever a tornado, we don't have to worry, or something. Hehe. ::gives Skittery to Strawberri Shake::

Skittery: wha? HEY!

MS: goodbye, dearest! You are the slave of Strawberri Shake's now, since Tracy doesn't want you.

m-e lee12: thanx for the review. And really, I'm not THAT original, I did get the idea from Jacklyn Moriarty.

C.M. Higgins: what the CM stand for?

Erin Go Bragh: UPL did win by a landslide. ::points up:: see? I said that about ten lines up.

Silver Petra: I'm sorry it took so long to update! ::begs for forgiveness::

Bookey Elliot: Hey! You do what I do! When you can't think of the word. Only, I say "Whatsit" and you say "Whatstheword." Haha. Random.

uninvisible:

MS: SKITTERY!

Skittery: What?

MS: Give her back her shirt!

Skittery: No. Fuck you.

MS: NOW.

Skittery: ::takes off his shirt::

MS: ooer.

"We should get together and stalk Spot boy look a likes, and get them all together, and make a Mutual Amusifying film!!" Okay. Haha. Also, you were homeschooled?? That's SO fun.

Written Sparks: everyone really loves Skitts over here. ::sigh:: Thanx for the review!

REVIEW PLEASE!