I know, I know, I haven't updated in awhile, but I have TWO legitimate excuses. #1: The chapter I wrote, I was REALLY unhappy with so I had to COMPLETELY change it. And #2: I've just been wayy to pissed to update lately. Idk why, but for the past three days, I've been like really antisocial and like I hated everyone. Like seriously I'd be like "Omg. This guy walks to slow. I'm gonna punch this mother fucker in the face!" or like "She has the frickin annoyingest laugh i've ever heard. Someone needs to drop this bitch in a bottomless pit." So I've pretty much just been sitting around by myself wearing the same expression that Anakin Skywalker always has before he goes on a killing rampage. (It's true. I looked in the mirror.) Didn't really wanna take it all out on you because this is probably what would have happened.
Reviewer: Update.
Me: Fuck You. Don't tell me what to do.
Reviewer: You spelled (word) wrong. LOL.
Me: You spelled YOUR MOM wrong.
(My insults rarely make sense)
Reviewer: Love it.
Me: Shut up you stupid cunt.
So it's probably a good thing I didn't update. See. Just thinking of you! :D
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Did I mention I'm still just a leeeetle pissed off? haha. It's not my fault though. People are extremely annoying. Like those preps in the back of the bus who freak out cuz of a spider. (Preppy GUYS. Seriously?) and those seventh graders who have a god damn cell phone and a boyfriend. Seriously, you're liked TWELVE! And don't get me started on Hayley Peters. Not only is she a total slut, but every time I walk to class I have to see her face and i really fucking hate her face. Yea, I know I sound like a bitch, but that's just the last few days. I'm not usually this bitchy. Haha. okay maybe I am sometimes, but its' not my fault everyones so god damn irritating.
You know what would be awesome? If I could just skip the chaptera and write an author's note. I couldn't do that to you guys though...or maybe i could...nope. Can't. Damn. :(
K, just one more paragraph before you read the chapter. So, like my teacher finally decided to call me out on my total lack of work in art and now I'm in shit...well, not really, I just have to sit in the front of the class so he can make sure i'm working and i'm not along to bring my ipod to class...k, yea, that's kind of shit, but w.e. I'm a badass I can take it. LOL. Jk, I'm not really a badass. I don't just not to the work cuz i don't feel like it, it's because every time i even try to START on the homework I've missed (haha, like EVERYTHING) I start to have a panic attack. Oh and sometimes just thinking about going to class makes me puke so half the time is skip. Yea, I have some anxiety issues. Another problem to add to the list of things that are wrong with my screwed up brain. :P Seriously, though. I'm screwed up enough to be a batman villain. Ooh ooh, does that mean I can hang out with all the other badass villains. Dib's on being Harley Quinn's new best friend! haha. Sorry, kinda off topic. Okay, okay, you've heard enough about my screwed up brain and random anger issues. You can read the stinkin chapter already.
Grady's POV
I glanced over at the clock for the fifth time. Still 9:44. Where the hell was Zora? She'd promised to come over when she was done helping Wesley pick out a birthday present for his grandma. The clock changed to 9:45 and I glanced up at the front door. Nothing.
"Wesley," I muttered bitterly. It seemed like lately she'd been spending more time with him than she did with me and I was really starting to hate the guy. I just wish I knew a little more about him so I could be sure he wasn't going to lure Zora into a windowless van and...
I shuddered, not wanting to think about what would happen next. I checked the clock again, compulsively and groaned. What was taking so long? I knew for a fact that the mall closed at 9. What could be taking them so long? A dozen possibilities starting running through my head, all of them bad.
My cell phone vibrated in my pocket and I jumped a little, before picking it up.
"Zora?" I asked.
"No, it's Nico," my best friend answered. At least I hoped we were still best friends. It kind of seemed like I was everyone's second choice nowadays. Zora had Wesley and Nico not only had Malena, but he still seemed pretty tight with Chad. He'd been pretty quiet lately, but when he did talk, it was usually to him.
"Oh," I said, trying to not make my disappointment too evident. "What's up?"
"I..." Nico began. "I don't know. I was just kind of feeling lonely and next thing I knew I was dialing your number?"
"Why didn't you call...Malena?" I asked. I was going to say Chad, but I didn't want to seem jealous.
"She's ummm..." Nico began. "She's sick."
"Laryngitis?" I guessed, assuming he was calling me because her sickness prohibited her from talking on the phone.
"No, I mean she's really sick," Nico explained. "She told me not to tell anyone, but...she has Leukemia."
"Wh-what?" I stammered. Suddenly, I felt like a complete douche bag. I'd been obsessing over the fact that my girlfriend was spending time with another guy instead of me and meanwhile, Nico was worried about his girlfriend's Leukemia. "Is she...I mean, do you think she's going to..."
"Die?" Nico finished. I didn't answer. "Maybe. She says she's not going to, but I'm not convinced. It doesn't look good for her." I could tell Nico was trying hard not to cry by the way he choked out the words.
"Do you want me to come over or something?" I asked.
"Actually," Nico answered. "I'm kind of in London."
"London, England?" I asked.
"Yea," Nico answered. "I wanted Malena and I to do something really amazing together before she...I mean if she..."
"So she's there with you?"
"Well, she's asleep in the hotel room and I'm in the hall," he explained. "But yea." I wasn't sure what to say next. Sorry your girlfriend has Leukemia? Somehow, that seemed a little insensitive.
"Well, I should go," Nico said, breaking the silence. "If Malena wakes up and finds me gone, she might get worried."
"Okay," I answered. "Call me when you get back."
"I will," Nico promised. "Later."
"Bye." I hung up my phone and put it back in my pocket. I sat in silence for a few minutes, thinking about what I would do if Zora was as sick as Malena. Poor Nico. I glanced up at the clock one last time, 9:48, before giving up and going to bed. Even though Dick-face Williger was trying to steal my girlfriend, at least I knew she was going to be okay.
I actually just wrote this on the spot right now becuase I'm all out of pre-written chapters and the one I had before just made the story go somewhere I didn't really like so...yea. Not sure who's POV is going to be next. But I'll try to write a couple of chapters later today so next tiome I wanna update, I'll have it all ready for ya, kay?
Now I have a very important question for all you CANADIANS out there. Did they change the Tim Hortons cup lids? Because all my life, the little tabby thing would NEVER stay open and now suddenly it's working and they look a little differant too. Did they finally get around to replacing those horrible lids? I hope so because always having to rip those damn tabs off is a pain in the ass.
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Man, I'm so bored. I feel like after this author's note ends I'll have nothing else to do for the rest of the day. Oh yea, I have a question! So my calandar says Easter Monday is a Canadian holiday. I always though it was in the states and other places too. Is this true? Or is it just Canadian? Lemme know.
Well, I'm off to go pick up some litter and do...whatever you do on good friday...actually, probably not cuz i slept through the good friday service which, I know it sounds bad, but I'm kind of happy about cuz it was gonna be super boring. Also, I kinda just wanna chill in my Man PJ pants (seriously, girls, guy pjs are soo much comfier than girl pjs) and batman t-shirt so i'm just gonna not turn the lights on. I like the dark anyway. Does that make me a bad person. Because all week, my teachers been going on about darkness imagry in Macbeth which I find a little offensive cuz she kinda just accused me of being evil cuz i like darkness. It wouldn't surprise me if he next lesson was "now class, because black people have darker skin, they must be evil." Okay, I'm exaqgerating, but still. RUDE.
Okay I'm done here. PEACE OUT SUCKAHS!
