I have seriously nothing to write, so yeah. I'll tell you about my English teacher, I love telling people about my teachers, well, we're learning about shorting words or codes and stuff, he knows LOL, LMAO and all that stuff. Sir said 'have I got something on my chin?' and ages ago we were joking that he's fat (cause he's a really awesome teacher and let's us have a joke with him every once in a while) and Matty was like 'which chin?' and he was like 'LOL' and Kia was like 'Lots of love' and everyone just appaled at that joke, seriously. Anyway, review, review! Please I haven't had any in a while and I'm starting to get bored of not reading any and they're always nice, so please even if you want to complain.

I'm watching Just My Luck for the fifty second time (I just guessed, OK) and I'm laughing all over again, Dougie misses his mum :') never gets old. I can't wait till McFly's tour, I feel it's going to epic and unforgetable, just like all their past shows. Have any of you guys got your tickets? 30/03/2011 - Going to be a good day (even though I've got school that day AND PE, which is possibly football) but I'll get an amazing night surrounded by people who actually like my favourite band, not the people at my school, some hate McFly, It's impossible not to love them (from Live At Wembly, from a fan) everyone is obbessed with labels at our school. The ugly one, the bitch, the fat one, the really pretty one, the slut and I'm the Harry Potter/Taylor Swift/McFly freak, and I'm pround of that.

Summer.

I was scared, scared out of my dreams. It was like I was 14 again, waiting for dad to come home, angry, drunk and a new scar or bruise would be appearing. But I was 22 years old, in mine and Dougie's room, he was fast asleep but I was wide awake. My eyes searched for something, anything that could take my mind off this nightmare. Then my eyes found it, my old family album. I slid out of bed and tip toed over to the shelf, and pulled it out.

I flicked the bathroom lights; the tiles were slightly cold as I sat down on the floor and opened the album. It was more of a scarp book now; Danny had made it for me years ago. He put all my favourite pictures and I added a few more, like McFly, Dougie and I, me and the girls, random ones of all of us. I flicked over a page and a picture of my 5th birthday stared back at me. I was sitting on Vicky's lap and Danny was smiling cheekily at the camera, Vicky was wearing a monkey hat which made me smile. My mum looked beautiful, her curly hair had been pulled into a bun and her flawless face shone with happiness. And then I looked at my father, his dark brown eyes stared at the camera, with more than a grimiest than a smile. I didn't look anything like my dad; I had mum's curly brown hair, blue eyes and her smile as Danny points out. Vicky had his dark brown hair but that was all.

I must've have been staring at the photo for ages because the bathroom door opened and a tired looking Dougie looked at me with sleepy eyes.

"There you are I thought you run off" He sat down next to me and looked at the picture I've been glued to for the past 10 minutes "Is that your dad?" Dougie asked gently.

"Yeah" I nodded and turned another where a picture of Danny dressed as our science teacher, me dressed as an luminous fairy and Vicky a dead school girl "We got loads of sweets the Halloween" I smiled and Dougie took my hand as we flicked through the rest of the album.

It was must easier to sleep after that, Dougie had his arms around me and singing softly into my ear.

I'll be your man through the fire
I'll hold your hand through the flame
I'll be the one you desire
Honey, cause I want you to understand
I'll be your man
I'll be your man

I fell asleep with Dougie's sweet clam voice in my ears, what a day this has been.

Charlie was a little bit jumpy after she was hit on the head with a brick. Danny had took her to hospital, the doctor said there was no serious damage she will just be a little jumpy around flying objects, loud noises and large crowds, but she doesn't like being the centre of attention anyway.

"How is she?" I asked Danny as Dougie and I sat ourselves in the chairs in Charlie and Danny's living room.

"She's alright but she's just, I saw that brick only made her obsession with sleep worse" Laughed Danny.

"That's completely normal Danny" I told him, patting his hand in a synaptic manor.

"I know it is" He smiled.

I'm out on my own again
Face down in the porcelain
Feeling so high but looking so low
Party favours on the floor
Group of girls banging on the door
So many new fair-weather friend,

Have you ever been so lost
Known the way and still so lost

Caught in the eye of a hurricane
Slowly waving goodbye like a pageant parade
So sick of this town pulling me down
My mother says I should come back home but
Can't find the way cause the way is gone
So if I pray am I just sending words into outer space

Have you ever been so lost
Known the way and still so lost
Another night waiting for someone to take me home
Have you ever been so lost

Is there a light
Is there a light
At the end of the road
I'm pushing everyone away
'Cause I can't feel this anymore
Can't feel this anymore