AN- (Edit on bottom -_-') wow…I did this fast and I actually DON'T hate it! The first half I did write just last night. And by night I mean about 12 so I was tired when I was typing this. But I couldn't help it. I had the thought on how I wanted to start it. Anyway, at night I think more out of the box. More randomly, so that's why it probably does seem or maybe look like the style of writing sort of got more descriptive later on. Anyhow I sort of had to be nice to Naruto…before shit happened to him. Oh you will know when you read it.
Before I keep talking about this story I want to say thanks for the people that have reviewed…again ^^ it makes me happy. But the people who said that the last chapter was great are what made me write this one fast. Legit.
I know at least a little about modeling because I have read Charming junkie and (don't judge this is when I don't want to get up and change my TV) watched Americas next top model. And some other anime but I don't remember what. Oh and I was in photography class. But other than that I'm clueless so please excuse me.
Anyway what I wanted to talk about…like I said this story was supposed to end around chapter 12. The way it was supposed to end before was the shit would go down on Christmas. But instead of freaking out about his mother's death Naruto was going to be all like "As much as they haven't told me about my mother, they have loved me more than you. And they know more about me than you ever will. You can't take me blah blah blah." And then Naruto would stay with the Akatsuki and…something happens that I can't say since I'm still using it, but that's how it should have ended. Would everyone have been happy with that or think it was stupid to keep going. Seriously I've had this though thousands of times and I wanna know.
Lastly just wanna say this T_T the reason why John and Zack are named…well that is because there are two giant dumbasses that I've been in school with since kindergarten. And I mean giant as the giant at the top of the bean stock. I'm 5-6 and these idiots are like 5-9 or 6-2 or something. I don't know how tall they are exactly but they just are. Anyway were…semi friends but there just so dumb I couldn't help but use their names.
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"Stop moving."
"I'm not moving."
"Your knees are moving."
"Well I can't really help it when I've been standing up for 3 hours Suzie!" I screamed at her, which (of course) only cause her to poke me with a sewing needle and me to yelp. I wasn't lying; I just told her half the truth. I had been standing up for three hours but I was mainly hungry. I felt like I could pass out at any moment.
"Damn your father sometimes." She hissed. Why not damn him all the time is what I think, "He should have brought you in earlier to get you fitted! Why didn't he!"
I have an answer to that Suzie. It was because if my dad would have brought me in earlier you would have seen the bruises on my chest arms and legs. "Maybe it was because he had faith that you could do it in a hurry." I sighed after I lied.
"Aww I have always loved you Naruto!" She got up from her kneeling position to pat my head, "Why don't you sit down while I go get you something to eat. We just finished the last one of this collection so we can rest for a bit. Plus you seemed like you lost some weight." She pointed out and smiled. I could only nervously smile back at the women. No shit I lost weight.
"Suzie, can you do something for Minato?" John said and I sighed a bit loudly.
"What does the bastard want?" She breathed out while holding out her hip in annoyance. She wasn't happy at him what so ever and I would be to if I had to fit 4 collections in only three hours.
"Oh don't be like that Susan." He smiled cockily as his back rested on the doorway. Why is he still trying to flirt? He's been trying to flirt with her for as long as I can remember.
"Don't call me Susan." She rolled her eyes, "Now what does he want?"
"The fabric of his shirt is wrecked and he wants it fixed."
"That's all? He should be able to do that himself. He does know how to sew."
"But he wants a professional." The bulk man gave a flirtatious smile.
"Fine." She said in a pout, "See ya soon Naruto." She winked at me and I only grinned.
When she finally left the room I frowned, "Why are you such a douche bag?"
"Why do all the women I like treat a gay boy better?"
"For one, she has no clue I'm gay, and for two…all women like a gay guy. It's the way of life." I answered him, watching his face change shades of color. It wasn't my fault I was right.
"You annoy me so much."
"As do you. Now tell me, was the reason why Suzie was told to leave because it had stopped her from getting food for me?" I sulked further into the chair I was sitting in. It was one of those movie chairs for the director or something. Surprisingly they were comfortable.
"Correct, you're not as dumb as I thought!"
"Then you must be dumber than I thought if you even, for a second, believed that you were smarter than me." I grinned as his face faltered. I almost was about to laugh until he lunged for me. Yes I said lunged. As in dashing toward me with hate in his eyes. I could barely see him move since his body was a blur. But when he had grabbed the collar of the jacket, I was forced to wear, I could see him perfectly.
"I hate you. I never liked you. You had everything but you always complained about it ever since you were 8. I love hurting you. It is somewhat of a stress reliever and I wouldn't feel bad one bit if I just accidently tripped and pushed you down the-"
"Would you mind not spitting in my face? Or even better just brush your teeth for once." My face not once changing from its unemotional state. I didn't care if he was threatening me at the moment. All I could care about was my aching headache that I seem to have constantly or how my body ached in general. I felt hungry, I knew I was hungry, but at the same time I figured if I ate anything I probably would throw it up.
"You little sh-"
"What are you doing?" Suzie came into the room with a water bottle.
"Nothing Susan." John said letting go of the collar. I just snarled at him as he smiled.
"Don't call me that." She snarled at him, "You lied; he didn't need his shirt fixed."
"Your right. I did lie, but the reason is because-"
"I only wanted to talk to you and hear your beautiful voice." Suzie and I both said together at the same time, causing us to go into a fit of giggles as she walked up to the chair I was in. We gave each other a high five while the man frowned and sulked out of the room.
"You know he's never going to stop." I told her but she only shrugged.
"Yeah most men try until it's just downright stalking. I wish I could just find a good man that's nice sweet but also can be at least a bit beautiful." She sighed at her dream while she sat down in a chair next to me, handing me a bottle of water. I took it gladly, gulping half of it down in hope that it would stop my raging headache.
"I know what you mean." I said after I took a deep breath.
"So how's your boyfriend."
"Oh he's-" I looked at her with disbelief. Did she just say boyfriend?
"Oh don't be shocked Naru." She smiled at me while giving me a quick wink.
My gaze dropped to the water that was in my hand. I squeezed the bottle few times while I watched the water move, "How did you know?"
"Is it that hard to tell? Naruto I've known you since you were 5 years old. I knew you were gay before you knew you were gay. Plus you were never one to be interested in the girls that you had to be with for photos. I could tell you were uncomfortable." She smirked taking a sip of her diet coke.
"And it doesn't…bother you?"
"Why would it bother me? You're probably the sweetest boy I've ever, met why would I hate you for your sexual orientation?" She gave me a smile.
"Because a lot of people don't like the fact that I have an attraction to males." I pointed out and she just waved her hand at that.
"Then those people are out of their minds. It shouldn't matter."
"I knew I always liked you Suzie. Not that I doubted ever liking you that is." I chuckled and just felt good right now. I haven't been this relaxed since…well since the Akatsuki. Who knew that there were actually non homophobes in the world? Okay I guess I did actually know that there were nice people in the world. I'm happy that I finally found one.
"Okay so how's he like? Who is he? What's his name!"
"I would think that it would be the opposite way around." I chuckled, "His name is," was, "Deidara. He has," had, "Blond hair and blue eyes. But it isn't like mine. His hair is just a bit darker and his eyes are a paler blue. Anyway, he is," was, "adorable and he is," was, "Nice and cared for me…there were other people and they loved me to." I smiled at the thought. God I missed them…I wanted to leave. I wanted to end up in any of their arms. Most likely Deidara but I still loved them all.
"Sounds nice. Maybe I'll meet him one day." She nudged my side and I had to bite my lower lip to not gasp in pain. I mean I still have bruises that could be barley scene and were now more like swollen lumps. Especially after what Sasuke did.
"Yeah…hey you wanted a guy right?" She looked at me ecstatic, "You remember Shin? If I…" I cleared my throat, "The next time I see him I could try and set you up." I gave her a fake smile
"Naruto?" I turned my attention away from the women and to the door to see the damn director and my father. I had the thought of wanting to flip him off at this moment for no reason. Oh yeah then I remembered a reason, he's a total bastard, "Naruto were ready for the first collection. Seeing as you are in that outfit we will start with that one."
I gave a sad sigh as I shakily got out of the chair, trying to steady myself. Yes even standing up was a pain in my ass. You know that feeling in your head when you stand up to fast and there's a sudden migraine? Now that happened to me with the slightest move and it was starting to piss me off. Oh and not only that but every time after I would stand up everything would get fuzzy with colors. Also not a good feeling to have.
"Naruto hurry up." Minato hissed to me and I only turned my face to glare for him. I would move faster if he wasn't starving me. I looked it up last night and if I hadn't eaten the few times I have in the last few days (which was just a smidget of things here or there) I would probably be on my death bed. Thank god he gives me water and tea at least.
I sighed as I waved goodbye to Suzie and sluggishly left the room to enter the doomed area. I will tell you one thing; I did not miss modeling what so ever. It was stupid and felt like I was degrading myself. If I didn't try hard then it would look like I was trying because that was the look. As of Now I was in an orange button up shirt and a deep red jacket. As lame as it sounds that's not the only thing going on. There were creative golden incrusted swirls on the front that continued to make a design on the back. The pants (that I was forced to wear) strait legged dark orange jeans that faded to black. Probably the first time I wore black in my father's design. Maybe he was listening during the fallout when the people I care about told him that my favorite color was black. Ha! That's a laugh. He wouldn't listen for everything in the world. Which he could have.
Oh and then I was forced to wear a tie…orange. Too much orange can kill you know. But I guess Minato can't get that in his thick skull. What looks good on me is all that matters. While I was making conversation in my head, I was being led into the photo area. I wonder who I'm taking pictures with… I'm normally paired up with someone, either boy or girl, although a lot of times I was just by myself. Which I preferred seeing as I felt really uncomfortable with anyone.
"Naruto?" I got snapped out of it when the director's voice whispered in my ear, causing me to jump (literally)
"W-What?"
"The photographer is waiting with your partner." I just nodded my head.
"Who is she?"
"It's a he, and this is very important for your father." He told me. Of course it would be important for him. What else is new.
"Would you tell me what so important about this one than every other one?" I didn't say it spiteful, but it didn't come out sweet either. I stole a glance at the blond haired man while he sat next to the photographer who was tapping his foot in slight annoyance.
"Because this photo shoot has a collaboration with Uchiha Corp."He informed me before he walked away, causing me to just stare dumbstruck. He said…what? It wouldn't be Itachi, my dad saw him at Akatsuki. Even if that would make me happy seeing as he could take me with him. It could also, possibly, be a person that is supported from the opposite company. But that was very unlikely. If this was a collaboration then it would most likely be someone personal.
Walking my way up to the set, I tried to keep my eyes focused ahead of me. I don't know why I had this sudden bad feeling but most of the time that feeling has a point across it. The background of the set seemed normal enough. And what I mean by that is that there have been times that I had to pose in a bed…with a girl. Not that there's a problem with girls it just felt…weird. Anyway the background was just a back ground. It was a wall with orange and yellow plaid. Even if it looked boring I could just see the editor messing around with the photo on Photoshop or something. I never really cared.
"This is it?" I looked at the photographer that had just gotten done speaking to my father.
"Yes, it's the best background seeing as your partner will be in darker clothes and be sort of like the darkness. With you there will be the light." He said lovingly.
I groaned in distaste, "Fine… but who's my partner."
"Hn, dobe." Just fuck my life. Are you kidding me?
"Bastard." I growled as of course Sasuke came out of the dark like the little demon he is. I can't believe this is the way that my father wants to combine the companies. Why was he trying to do that anyway? It seemed pointless.
"Oh don't be like that"
"Trying to flirt Uchiha?" I rolled my eyes as I pouted.
"God I hate you." He snarled at me.
"Then join the group. I have a lot of people who hate me so you're not alone. It must kill you how you can't lay a finger on me when I so laid more than a finger on you." I smirked. We were talking just low enough so that my dad couldn't hear and I could tell by the glare I was getting on the back of my head that he wasn't happy.
"You didn't hurt me much so don't be cocky. I was just caught off guard. Plus I got you too many times to count. So glad your lip healed up." He said sarcastically and I frowned.
"It didn't. That is called the power of makeup seeing as how Suzie covered it up for-"
"Okay listen up!" The photographer yelled, snapping us out of our fight, "Your inspiration is that you two are best friends."
"I thought it was how I bring this bastard out of the closet- I'm sorry darkness with my gleaming smile or some cheesy crap like that." I crossed my arms over my chest and raised an eyebrow.
"Well that's true. But while doing that you become best friends."
"Best friends in ties? What kind of crap is that!" I yelled. It made no sense what so ever. Where would we be going where my best friend and I had to wear a tie? Not that I cared but it just didn't make that much sense. I mean just look at him! Like me he was wearing a button up shirt but black and some blue (neon blue) swirls in it for design. His top three black buttons were undone as well as having a black jacket (much like mine) covering his shirt. He wore a blue tie but it was not as dark as the shirt so that it would stand out. Unlike me he had on some skinny jeans that were white and faded to blue. But then again…why did I care!
"Naruto!" My dad yelled causing me to flinch. Then I shut up. All this yelling and debating wasn't helping my headache.
"It's just the design your idiot father came up with. Just go along with it okay?" He smiled and I grinned back. I love it when people talk about him behind his back. It makes me know how people really are like. I nodded my head while Sasuke grunted.
"Let's get this over with!" I yelled before I figured that wasn't a good idea. My head went dizzy and I blacked out for a second. But a few deep breaths and I was okay.
"But first, Naruto, you need a bit of makeup. You're looking pale." He said with a little concern. I just lied and said a quick I'm fine while the makeup women came up and put color on my face. It annoyed me but what annoyed me more was Sasuke's snickering.
"Okay let's start!"
"Can I get some…water first? I'm feeling light headed." I said truthfully. The photographer smiled and nodded as he threw me a water bottle. Now why the hell would he do that? Everything was blurry and I could barely see it in the first place. So the fact of the matter is the bottle of water hit me in the knee causing me to fall to the floor in slight pain.
"F-Fuck…" I swore.
"Naruto? That was so far off its not even funny. Maybe I shouldn't of have thrown it at you." He said concerned as he helped me up from the floor.
"N-No I'm okay. Really." I gave him a fake smile and the photographer just frowned.
"I know that smile. It's your fake one don't start lying to me." He scowled as his hands were placed on my shoulders to keep me steady.
"I'm not lying! Now let's get this thing over with!" I said joyfully as I could.
"Fine…but drink the water first okay?" I nodded while the man hastily walked back by his photography umbrella, watching me closely. I was getting worse, which means I would eat food out of a dumpster if I could. It's against the law to not feed me right? Like child abuse or something? If he didn't have so much fucking money I could have him thrown in prison. I gulped down the whole bottle, trying to get rid of my shakiness of my limbs and the spots that I was seeing now, but it didn't work.
"Naruto." My dad hissed as he got out of his seat and walked up to me, "Don't mess this up." He whispered into my ear causing me to snap my head at him. Was he serious?
I didn't answer him as I put the empty plastic out of the shot, then getting back to Sasuke.
"Okay, now just act like your friends okay?" He said as he took his first few practice shots, for the best angle and quality. Easier said or done seeing how Sasuke is a total bastard.
With a cloudy head I stood by the raven. We both made a few poses; nothing perfect seeing as how we were both glaring at each other and crossing our arms…yet the photographer and director seemed to like the rival thing. Great…
"Yes like that! But we need a few more friendly photos." He smiled at the sound's of his camera. Without warning Sasuke put his arm around my shoulder pulling me closer to him. Uncomfortable can't explain how weird this felt to me. I looked up at him with an arched eyebrow as he smirked into the camera.
"Bastard." I whispered angrily.
"Loser." He said still having that stupid grin on his face.
"That's it! Perfect. Stay in that cute position Naruto!" The photographer sounded excited but I couldn't pay attention anymore.
My head felt dizzy and my eyes for a second changed to a fizzy black. Okay not for a second…it was more like 30.
"Naruto?"
But I couldn't tell who exactly said that as I felt like 10 hundred pounds. Which didn't make sense but that's how my arms and legs felt. The weight in my legs was so intense that I felt them collapse under me while my breaths became short and shallow. The sudden ringing in my ears began to become unbearable and it felt like I had to throw up.
I opened my eyes for a moment to see the photographer, director and Suzie rushing over to me while I panted heavily on the floor. My dad doing nothing but staring at me. He really is an unloving bastard. My stomach twisted as I started to quiver and shake, I couldn't feel anything anymore except for my brain banging against my head. I wasn't able to hear anything except for my pants of air and someone yelling call 911 or something before I blacked out…
=0.0-Someplace else (Akatsuki) after long a long time thinking Tobi POV-0.0=
I couldn't stand sitting through another one of Deidara's rants. Especially since at the end of each one he would say how much he hated me and sometimes he says he wants me dead. Can't really blame him, I should be dead for what I did. God that was a bitch move… Then I create chaos for Zetsu because I cry to him about it. How much can I screw up?
But like I said, I couldn't sit through another one of Deidara's screaming talks about how come we haven't done anything yet. It wasn't the only one of the day. It was only the morning one (seeing as how its only 9 AM) so as of now I was walking in the city trying to figure out what I could do. I tried calling people that I knew (from the bar or from the times I would run out of my house and spend a few days away from Madara) but they couldn't do anything. They didn't want to get involved with Minato, scared that something would happen to each individual. Fucking pansies…
As I passed some people on the streets I couldn't help to think how it was just suspiciously too crowded. Why were there so many people out this early? Okay maybe people do work but if you think about it morning rush is like around 7 and 8 for later times so that's why it just seems a bit weird. And what was even odder was that everyone were crowded around one of those TV windows. I know that some people watch these windows but normally there weren't that many seeing as how nothing really important is being showed.
"Hey…what's happening? Another celebrity scandal or something." I pulled on some guys over coat and he just rolled his eyes.
"If you really want to know then look for yourself." He told me before walking off. Did I piss him off? I really had no care…I was just such a curious little boy!
I pushed through people as I made my way to the front to see that it was no cartoons or celebrity scandal but more like breaking news…and it didn't seem good at all.
"-this happened yesterday at the Nevar Moon photo shoot. Naruto Uzumaki, son of CEO of the Uzumaki Corporation, has been transferred to the nearest hospital after suddenly collapsing on the scene." A woman who shamelessly had 4 buttons undone on her blouse spoke.
"The doctors have informed us that is has seemed that Naruto Uzumaki has taken the effect of an eating disorder called Anorexia." The male said who had a ridiculous amount of hair gel.
"The proper advances and cautionary techniques have being taken to secure Naruto's serious condition. Giving the nutrients that his body needs to survive. We will be updated soon enough." The women finished.
"Why do you think that the son of a CEO has gotten an eating disorder?" The man said almost like he couldn't believe it.
"I predict that he was either trying to get attention from his father or trying to lose weight. Seeing as how he is a model for his father's company as well." The women said before they were on another topic. But my idea was that they were replaying that news more than once on the channel, seeing as how it was supposed to be big news…
Naruto…no way would he have been trying to get attention. It caused me to suspect something else was up and I had the feeling in the pit of my stomach. Is it possible to feel even worse than I have been? I think I can.
"Naruto gets everything he wants. What else can he get? He doesn't need any attention." A snooty old lady snickered and I could only attach my ear to their conversation.
"Another annoying famous brat." She shook her head before they walked away. I wonder how many of the guys have heard about this yet…
Thinking that the only thing I could do was find a corner store, I did just that. Of course on the front pages of every magazine cover featured Naruto. But Naruto smiling. Not a gleaming smile that he is known for but a fake one. I don't know how I could tell this…then again the smile that is his real smile was the one he gave Deidara so no wonder how I could remember it.
One magazine had a tagline "CEO son Anorexic?" which was one of the truer magazines that people believe in. While on the magazine that normally said "New alien born on area 51" or "Zombie spotted in northern Connecticut" had a different tagline than the first one. This one said "Is Naruto Uzumaki being abused?" It made my interest widen. That was probably the one that was telling the truth not the other way around. Horribly ironic.
Paying for two magazines (The ones with different headlines) I rushed back to the Akatsuki house. I couldn't even think of hesitating as I walked into the fire. Yes fire meaning that Deidara was still up on his rant and it has been what? 40 minutes since I left?
"Pein…I have this talk with you every day. I'm sorry but I have a quick way to get over this whole Naruto thing, un! I just need a few bombs and I can go and get Naruto back!" Deidara yelled and I could only sigh sadly as I closed the door behind me, causing the few people in the living room to stare at me. Meaning Deidara, Pein, Hidan and Kakazu. How Zetsu, Sasori and Konan can sleep through this is beyond me.
"What you sighing at dumbass." He swore at me which only caused me to ignore him. I know he's pissed at me but seriously enough of the insults.
"I know you all hate me…but I also know none of you actually watch the news so I bought you this. So if you won't mind me I am going to crawl in bed with Zetsu and cry myself to sleep thank you very much." I said slightly depressed as I threw the two reading materials into Pein's lap, knowing he was the only one to not take the chance to trip me.
"Naruto's Anorexic?" Pein said with widened eyes before he glanced up at me, "What the hell is this?"
"Don't get mad at me…I suggest reading the other one. It would make more sense to me." I told him as I crossed my arms, "The news people said that yesterday…at a photo shoot Naruto collapsed and had been taken to a local hospital. The doctors had stated that they suspected that Naruto to have the eating disorder…but I can't believe that." I said a bit softly while Hidan suddenly got interested and jumped up to read over Pein's shoulder.
But not Deidara. He didn't move from his standing position. He was now staring at me with a dumbstruck look. I could just see it in his eyes that he was confused or…depressed.
"Pein…we can't just sit and do nothing. Naruto is in the hospital." Kakazu spoke softly.
"I know this Kakazu…" Pein said with the I'm thinking voice.
"That son of a bitch! He did something to Naruto! I'm going to fucking kill him!" Hidan screamed causing me to slightly flinch.
"We can use this…we can use this against him. I wouldn't believe that Naruto's anorexic…we could take him to court on child abuse." Pein said softly.
"But we would first need to make sure that Naruto truly doesn't have an eating disorder. Even though I'm sure that he doesn't." Kakazu finished.
I took a few deep breathes before I left that room and like I said I went to Zetsu's. He was my best friend and he said he doesn't hate me for what I did so he's the only one I can come to trust. When I went into his room I noticed that he was still sleeping, more like spazing. He never slept very peacefully. Not like having a bad dream but he does move around a lot and it sort of makes me laugh. He has horrible bed head when he wakes up to. And did you know he normally sleeps with a teddy? It just (somehow) fit his personality.
Without thinking I slipped in bed with him, hoping to get some sleep. If you want to know why I'm so tired is because when I got up to take a piss Deidara had started yelling and I knew that I wouldn't be able to get back to sleep…until now. Seeing as how I had a total 5 hours of sleep. Plus when I sleep in Zetsu's bed I have confidence that I won't get a prank pulled on me or maybe suffocated to death. I feel…almost safe. As weird as that sounds.
Almost like instincts the spiky headed male rapped me in his arms pulling me closer like I was his teddy bear and I sighed. Why does he sleep with no shirt? Really? At least he sleeps with at least pants unlike some of the members in this house…who sometimes sleep in the nude.
"Night night Tobi." He whispered and I only rolled my eyes.
"Don't pretend that you're sleeping. It's almost embarrassing on how you wait till I actually get in your bed. What if I just came in here to get my pants?" I told him.
"Then you shouldn't change your clothes in here." He smirked.
"If I leave my clothes in my room then Hidan would probably cut holes in them…places there shouldn't be holes."
"True true…" Zetsu kissed the top of my head and I flinched, "So now what is Deidara yelling about that made you so cranky."
"Well…the usual actually. But something you should know is that." I gulped. What if Zetsu was going to hate me because Naruto is now in critical condition, "Naruto is in the hospital…people think that he got an eating disorder but I think the truth is that his father is abusing him. From not feeding him. Plus in the magazine that suggested that his father was abusive also said that there were light bruises on his skin." I told him truthfully.
His expression didn't change, nor did his body tense. He only moved his one hand that, was using to hug me, to comb his fingers through my hair, "So that's why you're so moody…don't worry. Okay? Naruto will be okay. This means we can make a move against that bastard Minato." He said softly causing me to just close my eyes. How is he so caring for me. I don't know how someone can confuse me this much. I mean he should hate me…but he doesn't.
"Just go to sleep okay? I know you only slept for maybe 5 hours last night." Right on the mark zuzu…
"Fine." I said softly as I did actually fall asleep
In only hoping that I had a dream on what to do about Naruto.
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AN- The whole thing with Naruto blacking out isn't just made up. Just want to say that. That's how some people feel when they start to black out or faint. And I should know T_T okay so I wasn't just randomly making things up.
Next chapter I'm going to smile! Know why? Because of…because…I guess I shouldn't really tell you why. You're just going to have to suffer and wait. Unless sadly my computer gets taken away since I get bad luck
EDIT: Just wanted to update this T_T my 12 year old brother is perfect with school (damn strait A geek, literally) and even though i have told my parents over and over again that IM in high school and hes in middle school they wont listen to me how much harder i work. Anyway sadly since im average my dad doesnt like that
-_- I can always be better or something. So my b's...okay b and all C's except for Guitar and Gym (A's) isnt good enough for him. Plus two of my semester grades sucked. Meaning i had 2 d's...the point is my dads a dick and he really will get mad at the little thing. And to make him stop yelling my mom does what ever he says. So becuase of this she took my computer. I know...it sucks. plus i wanted to write TT_TT
Just wanted to update that so i might get my computer back soon becuase my moms a bit nicer or in about 2 weeks...sadly maybe a month. Oh and im writing this on my home computer thats normally occupide with my brother doing random crap. So even if i could be on it would be for a short period of time. Sadly...the microsoft word is also like from 2003 so it sucks...
but other than that...
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