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.
AND beware of the ridiculous not-to-plot chapter. I am frolicking.
Documented
Madison Square
Jack,
One, Sunday was nice. Kid Blink's pretty good, yeah? Of course, I knew that, since I've known him for forever. Too bad all his training is in classical music, but still, we can shift him over to rock. Also, YOU'RE HOUSE IS THE BIGGEST HOUSE I'VE EVER SEEN. Why do you need all those rooms!? A Christmas room?! Did you know that you have one bathroom completely lined in mirrors? When I walked in there I had never been so terrified in my life. I thought I was never going to get back out.
Two, Blink slept over at my house, and so did Tracy (!!!). Don't worry, nothing bad happened. Much. Except that,
Three, MY HAIR IS BLUE.
Combine numbers two and three. What do you get? My HAIR IS BLUE because Blink slept over at my house, and so did Tracy (!!!). I am never falling asleep on my own couch watching Zoolander when Tracy and/or Blink is over EVER again. When I woke up my hair was BLUE. I don't even know how they managed to dye it, but they did, and it was permanent.
Tracy and Blink are in the kitchen making brownies because they feel guilty. AS THEY SHOULD. I'm sitting on the couch again and if I look down my hair falls into my eyes and it is BRIGHT BLUE.
I hear Mom's car. She's just now coming home from last night (shady?). She'll do something about this injustice.
Mom just laughed at me. I am never talking to her again. She also said that I can't dye it back because "it would take too long for the hair people to match my natural hair color and plus blue suits you." BLUE SUITS ME.
I am going to slit my wrists, then paint my walls black.
And I'm never talking to Tracy again. SHE CAUSES GRIEF.
late for school,
Spot
P.S. This is Blink: I had the awsomest time ever on Sunday. We should do that more often. See you at school.
P.P.S. This is Tracy: Sorry that there are all these brown finger prints everywhere. If you smell them, they smell like brownies. I just ate 2. Spot shoved about half the pan into his mouth. Also, I am enclosing a Secret Letter that Spot does not know about.
Tracy Scanner's Secret Letter to Cowboy.
Jack,
By now you will know that we dyed Spot's hair blue. However, do you know how we did it? Of course not. Here are the facts:
We were watching Zoolander, and right about when Derek was going to do the Magnum look to save the Prime Whatever of Wherever, I found Spot had fallen asleep in my lap. If was so cute. BUT then I got a genius idea. Let's dye his hair blue!! Kid Blink agreed with me.
We picked him up really carefully (Kid Blink got the arms, I got the legs) and were going to haul him upstairs to his bathroom, but since there was one downstairs we didn't bother. So there we are, in the bathroom all huddled together and Spot is propped up against the tub (I can't believe he slept through all of that!), and we realize we don't HAVE DYE. But it didn't matter. I went into Mrs. Conlon's room and for SOME reason she has blue hair dye. Maybe she was planning on dying Spot's hair herself? (We found out later that she had it because she threatened Mr. Conlon that if he ever stepped foot in this house she would see to it herself that he and his scalp were blue. WOW) So we were all set.
We didn't bleach his hair so it turned out a lot darker than we would have liked. But it still looks the shit. Like, really. It is the best thing in the world. Blink wanted to dye his eyebrows, too, but I wouldn't let him. After all, I have to be seen in public with him.
I think next time we'll paint his fingernails. I have the coolest dark sparkly purple polish.
Just in case you don't believe us, I'm enclosing a picture we took this morning. He was still sleeping on the couch, unbelievably.
Also, your guys' practice was so HOTT. I can't wait until you get your first gig.
XXX,
Tracy
End Chapter Ten
End frolic.
A/N:
Shoutouts:
Ccatt: Heeee! Thanx for the review.
I'm glad I kept you laughing.
Personally, I didn't think it was that funny, but whatever. Hope you liked it!
XThespianWizardX: No need to apologize. It's good to have a boost of self
esteem. I sound like a counselor. ANYway. HAHA. Powderpuff. That's
funny. Also, I was dangerously close to
falling off the face of the earth, but then I watched Newsies,
and I was pulled back.
Strawberri Shake: ::trying to think of an intelligent response,
but can only think of chocolate covered newsies:: mmmmm… Please update Sweet Home Carolina!!!! I miss that fic.
C.M. Higgins: Thanx a bunch! Yeah, I guess your name makes sense…
Bookey Elliot: Your review is so completely random. Also, my favorite line of your review was
"school is bunk." ALSO, we used a scupula in chemistry too!
uninvisible: You're right.
It's ULP. I'm just DYSLEXIC. Haha. I do that all the time. Like when a teacher is like, "turn to page
283." I keep looking for that page but I always end up on page 238 and when
teacher asks what's wrong I'm like, "I can't find the page!" and he/she sighs
like I'm a really big burden in his/her life.
DID YOUR FRIEND TAKE PIX OF JEREMY SUMPTER?!!!!! I command you to show me those pix, if she
did.
koodles4you: Yay! Thanx for the uber-nice
review! You have no idea how that made
my day the, er, first time I read it, which was a
while ago, since it's been a while since I've updated…I'll stop rambling.
LadyRach: I did hold off a few weeks, because I'm
lazy. How was the induction? You're a senior?! Wow.
I'm going to be one of those next year.
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