A/N;
Sorry for the mucho long-time before updating thingy-ma-whatsit.
On another note... ASTRO BOY! I realllllllllllllllllllly wanna go see it. So I am! :D
On another another note... I got nothing. Oh wait, yes I do! Thanks reviewers- you totally make my day! :D:D:D:D And another thing- for anyone who likes Hannah Montana, I mean no disrespect. But I mean- does Iggy seem like the type to like Hannah Montana?
R & R & Frozen prehistoric kitties.
IGGY
I liked my music. I mean, being blind, music kind of took on a whole new role for me- my hearing was enhanced, making the whole 'music' experience so much better. I could pick out the individual sounds of the guitar, bass, drums, piano, you name it. Sometimes I'd make it a game- pick out the instrument.
Well, it wasn't as if I had anything better to do- no Flyboys or Erasers or whatever other fail experiment the School or Itex wanted to throw at us had made an appearance lately, and we'd promised Dr. M we'd keep the explosions on the down low... so I was kinda bored.
Thus, my new obsession with music. Most of the stuff on Ella's iPod was good, like Green Day and Blink 182. Linkin Park was okay-ish, well some of their songs were, and the Goo Goo Dolls were alright, despite the weird name. Ella had a thing for Rob Thomas- her iPod was full of his songs. He was okay, I guess.
Ella... were girls supposed to be so confusing? She'd say the weirdest things around me, and call me clueless... if she liked me, why wasn't she flirting? That's why I didn't wanna ask her out or anything. I mean, I'm blind, and a mutant freak. She could probably have any normal, able-to-see-perfectly-fine boy that she wanted, according to the mental picture Fang had given me. I put him in an uncomfortable position that night... heh...
Well, there's my daily dose of angst over and done with. But still! I felt like tearing my hair out sometimes. I mean- she was hint dropping, but I didn't know what the hints meant! There was no way I was going to Max or Nudge for advice, Angel and Gaz were too young, so that left...
Fang.
He seemed like a bit of a Casanova with the ladies, with his dark and mysterious charm and all, so he was the obvious choice. The only other guy in the flock who shared my interest in girls. His interest was kinda only in one girl, but that was beside the point.
The flock thought I was clueless, and I wanted to keep it that way. Call me stupid, but I sort of wanted to randomly surprise Ella one day, with a 'hey, I like you too!'
Except I didn't know if she still liked me or not! All you guys out there, freaking over girls, I feel your pain. I really do. And girls- make your signals clear, for Pete's sake! It was enough to drive a guy freaking crazy!
"Hey, Fang?" I asked, stepping into our shared room. "Can I ask you something?"
"Iggy, if you want me to distract Dr. M so you can blow up a pot plant or something, forget it." I heard Fang's voice to the left of me, so I walked forward and sat on my bed, on the right side of the room.
"It's not that. It's about..." I hesitated, "Well, it's about Ella."
"Ella?" Fang asked, his voice louder than I wanted it.
"Shh!" I hushed him, irritated. What, the boy was practically silent his entire life, but now when I actually wanted him to use a quiet voice... real nice. "Yes, Ella."
"What about her? Iggy, I've got a girlfriend. Don't ask me to describe my girlfriend's sister to you again. That was just awkward..." Fang replied with a sigh. I shook my head.
"No, not that either. I... ugh. Girl's are so frustrating. She thinks I'm totally clueless about her liking me, but I think she does but then she does stuff that makes me think she doesn't, and Fang, look at me. I'm blind!"
"No, really?" Fang asked, sounding like he was smirking.
"Not helping." I growled.
"Sorry, sorry. Iggy, she likes you. It's quite simple. You don't get to see her staring at you or blushing or whatever else girls do when they like a guy. I mean 'Most Likely to Remain Clueless about Crushes'? What did you think that meant?" I heard him shake his head. I frowned.
"That doesn't solve my problem. So, she likes me. What do I do about it?"
"Ask her out." I heard Fang open up his laptop, "It's easy."
"Really?" I was still hesitant.
"Really. Iggy, in a non-weird way, you're not ugly."
I was quiet for a moment. "Thanks."
"Don't worry about it."
I stood up and left our room, intent on finding Ella. My ego was boosted some, I admit. I mean- Fang wasn't big on the heart-felt compliments, not all the time and especially not to me. Guys didn't talk about their feelings; it was like a general rule. Or, maybe normal guys did, and it was just the bird freaks that didn't. I really didn't know, but whatever.
"Iggy!" I turned around, hearing Ella's voice behind me.
"Hey." I grinned. "What's up?" Very suave. That's me- Iggy, the king of Suave-ness.
"My friend Krissa bought me and her tickets to go see Hannah Montana a while ago, but she just called, and she's sick. So, I was wondering... Wanna come with me?"
I stared at her. What kind of weird coincidence was this? I plan on asking Ella out, and then she pops out of no where and pops the dating question? Well, let's roll with it, shall we?
"Sure, I mean, if you don't think it'd be weird or anything..." I tried, intent on keeping my suave-ness.
"Awesome!" Suddenly I was being hugged, and then I heard her footsteps retreating. "I love Hannah Montana- we'll have a great time!"
That was another thing about Ella- she loved Hannah Montana's music. Or Miley Cyrus. I don't know. Same difference, I guess.
Now here's another thing about me- I don't love Hannah Montana.
And yet there I was, going to her concert with the girl I liked, praying that my eardrums would recover in time.
"I'll come pick you guys up when the concert finishes, okay?" Dr. M smiled as she dropped us off, "Be careful, and stay together!"
"Okay Mom, bye! Love you." Ella grabbed my hand and led me through the crowds of people. There was so much noise! I couldn't figure out where the hell I was, or where anything around me was...
But Ella was holding my hand. Oh yeah- why was being blind a bad thing again?
"Isn't this awesome?" Ella shrieked in my ear. I nodded weakly, hoping that my palms weren't sweaty. "Thanks for coming with me!"
"That's okay!" I shouted above the noise, "I'm glad you asked me!"
"Nudge was pretty bummed, but she understood!" she yelled back. Oh- Ella asked me instead of Nudge? Yes! Score!
"Thanks!"
Around about that time, Hannah came on stage and did her intro thing.
"Heeellooooo Arizona!" her booming voice said, "Thank you all for coming tonight- we're gonna have an awesome time!"
Thanks for coming to town, Hannah, 'cos your concert meant alone time with Ella, and she was still holding my hand. Maybe I misjudged her...
Then she stared singing.
"You got your limo out front," she sang, her voice bouncing off the walls and killing my poor ears. Okay, I definitely didn't misjudge her pop-music voice.
"Isn't this awesome!?" Ella squealed about 5 songs later. I nodded, not sure if I could speak. I decided to try anyway.
"Sure!" I cried.
"Woohoo!" she screamed, and then she let go of my hand.
Oh, crap.
Suddenly, I was pushed forward, stumbling out of my place. "Ella?"
I couldn't hear anything above the deafening screams and pop music blasting from the stereo speaker things. "Ella!" No answer. No reassuring hand taking mind.
I repeat; oh crap.
"Ella!"
Then I felt a hand grab mine, and I sighed. "I thought- MMPHHH!"
She was kissing me!
Oh my god.
"Hey! Iggy! What the hell are you doing!?"
Shit.
I was torn away from the not-Ella-girl and was met with a very angry actual-Ella.
"I- I didn't know! I couldn't see and I didn't know-"
"So you kiss some random girl!?" She screamed. I winced, shaking my head frantically. "I can't believe you!"
"Ella I'm sorry! I really didn't know! Someone pushed me and-"
"And what?"
"Ella, I'm blind!" I shouted back, "This much music is killing my ears, I have a massive headache and I feel more lost than I ever have! I can't get my bearings here, but I'm here because I want to be with you!" there was no reply, and my heart plummeted. I can't believe I did that! I yelled at the girl I like!
"I'm sorry..." I mumbled, but then she took my hand. I stared down in its general direction in surprise. "Is this actually you this time?"
"Sorry for getting all angry." she said in my ear. "I know it's not your fault. I just saw you with her, and-"
I kissed her.
I mentally congratulated myself, as well as concentrating on how to do it right. Way to go, Iggy! Fang, eat your heart out.
We finally broke apart, just as Hannah Montana finished up another song. Cheering erupted around us, and even though it was for Hannah, I pretended it was for me.
"Thanks for coming with me." She breathed as she hugged me.
"Best concert ever." I nodded, grinning.
I was so suave.
A/N;
That one was pretty long. Not particularly funny, but eh. Hope you enjoyed all the same :)