So sorry, guys. I got in really big trouble and I wasn't allowed on the computer, but I think everything's okay now.
Guess what? Yesterday was my fourteenth birthday! (December 5th!:))I meant to upload but I fell asleep and didn't wake till late. I got the last Harry Potter movie! *freaks out*
Pottergirl1- Okay I go look it up, I haven't looked anything up in a while. Thank you Thank You Thank You! Sorry this one took so long, I need to stop getting in trouble…:)
master1- Aww, I'm sorry. You should use Klaus's joke, beats all. :)
LegendOfZeldaFreak- Poor you! I know how that feels, my school is full of annoying people like that. Haha, did it fit? xD Thank you! :)
Qrox- What did your dad do to make you starve? Wow, that's a really weird dream…I don't remember why I was sad, its been too long. My brain isn't functioning right, I went two weeks without computer. xD
Dancingchocolatesmudge- Finally! A mother who knows about Anastasia! Are you gonna watch it? Go watch it! :)
Dude with the Tattoo- My friend came up with most of them, except the really lame ones, those were mine. (Klaus's :)) Thank You!
IchigoMxHarryP- Thank you! I is so happy you like it! :D
DreamOutLoud366- No, post script doesn't make much sense. My mom is too, she forgets how old I am sometimes :p You probably already know by now, but I think martyred means when someone dies for their beliefs, like for their religion. I think a couple of Jesus's disciples were martyrs. Wow, I'm proud of myself for remembering that. No depression for you! :)
And I would also like to thank Brittd33 and IchigoMxHarryP for recently reviewing for past chappies. :)
Disclaimer: No, I don't own ASOUE…sadly…I need some money!
The Isadora Diaries:
Thanksgiving:
Tuesday, December 6th
Okay, Thanksgiving was so bad that my mom took away everything that could possibly entertain us! (Us as in my brothers and I) She even took my Percy Jackson books!
I was like, "Mom, really? I have to do something!"
"Yes, you can do something called Homework!"
I explained to her that it was Thanksgiving Break and I didn't have any homework. Then she added extra time to my punishment and came up with some Algebra problems for me.
…They were really hard…
Anyways, here's what happened.
It started off the way any dinner party does. Greet all the guests, walk around a bit, take pictures that you'll later have to 'tag' yourself out of.
Boring.
Finally, us kids, who couldn't care less about fancy stuff like this, sneak off into the T.V. room downstairs. Violet was home sick, so she stayed with Sunny. So that left Josh, Adam, Emma Taylor, Klaus, Duncan, Quigley and me. Excluding Kaley and Haley.
"I'm starving! I want food!" Josh complained.
"Then go get food," Quigley opened the door.
"But they'll only let me eat cheese and crackers like at every dinner party. Do you know how sick I am of cheese and crackers, Quigley Quagmire? Do you?"
"Yes. Go get food," Quigley pointed upstairs.
"Food!" Josh ran upstairs, despite his hatred for cheese and crackers, and Quigley followed him.
Bea had gotten permission from my parents to bring her Yorkie puppy (Skittles) with her and she is the cutest thing ever! I picked her up and treated her like a baby, not caring what Taylor said about it not being a baby anymore since it was almost a year old. At one point, still holding her, I took her paw and petted Adam's face with it while humming Darth Vader's theme song.
"This is so weird…" Adam said, who looked too scared to move.
"Let me see her!" Klaus took her from me and held her up as high as he could. "Sacrifice!"
"Don't kill my baby!" Bea yelled and kicked him in the gut, making fall backwards onto the couch, almost dropping the puppy.
Emma left her conversation with Taylor and Duncan and took the puppy away from Klaus. "All of you are going to traumatize her! She's only a—Duncan! You stop that right now!"
We all turned to look at Duncan, who was holding a napkin over a lit candle, watching the tip crinkle and turn black. "This is so interesting!"
Taylor hurriedly skipped over to Duncan and blew out the candle in a short breath. "Didn't your mother ever teach you not to play with fire?"
"I'm not playing," Duncan said matter-of-factly. "I'm entertaining myself. There's a difference."
Taylor shook her head in defeat.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard coming downstairs. We thought they were Quigley's and Josh's, but we were surprised to see that they were Kaley and Haley. They plopped themselves net to Klaus on the couch and began texting on their phones.
In a fake nasally voice, Adam went up to them and said, "Sorry, but this is a No Texting Zone. I'm going to have to confiscate your cellular devices."
They glared up at him and then looked back down at their phones.
I heard Duncan whisper to Emma, "I bet their texting each other…"
Bea did some weird skip jump thing in front of them and yelled in a horrible fake Scottish accent, "Oi, you blokes! Either lose the techno or get your fake laddie bums upstairs where you two lazy Cupcake Queen Wannabes belong!"
Haley raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"
Klaus covered his mouth with his hands and said in a muffled voice, "Baudelaire fortune of the Baudelaire orphans…"
"What?" Kaley asked, confused.
"Of course they wouldn't know who the Baudelaire orphans are," Emma said, now sitting on the floor. "They don't read."
"Reading is for losers," Haley sneered.
She really shouldn't have said that in front of Taylor.
Taylor's head jerked towards them. "And you're not?"
"Of course not," Kaley flipped her hair and winked with a smile over at Duncan.
Duncan blushed and Bea crossed her arms. Glaring she said, "Some shiz is about to go down."
But Taylor already had it covered. "How hypocritical! You read every single day of your life and you have the guts to say that? You have to read your text messages, classwork, lyrics to songs and whatever! Reading is the difference between cavemen and geniuses with an unimaginable intellect! If it wasn't for reading, those phones you're holding wouldn't exist. If it wasn't for reading, you would be striving to survive in the jungle, sharing a cave with a family of gorillas and using leaves as toilet paper!"
I was so happy with Taylor's speech, I yelled, "Oh, burn!"
"Oo, Taylor that was cold… I loved it!" Emma smiled.
"What's your point, geek?" Haley crossed her arms.
Taylor took a defiant step towards them. "Someone get me a knife!"
Josh and Quigley walked through the door. Josh reached into his pocket. "Hey, I have a pocket knife!"
"Don't give it to her!" Klaus, Adam, Bea, Duncan and I yelled.
Taylor's sweet and all, and she rarely gets mad, but I would never trust her with a knife when she's angry!
"I'm going to die from all these weirdo germs," Kaley said and stood up "Let's go."
Haley stood up and followed her to the door and then Kaley stepped in something nasty looking. "EW! Is this dog poop?"
Skittles trotted over from her temporary moment of chewing the carpet as if someone had called her.
Everyone except the twins was laughing, including me, but I was kind of grossed out because, it's my house…there's dog crap in my house…
"These are my new shoes!" she screamed.
I would understand if I were her, but she deserves it..
Kaley took of her shoe and they both went upstairs. I was trying not to laugh by covering my mouth.
"Okay Bea," I said, "we have to clean this before my mom sees it!"
Josh picked up Skittles. "What do we do about her butt?"
Isn't that an awkward question?
"Well I usually just fill the bathtub with water and soap and just, well, slide her around."
Adam raised an eyebrow. "Slide her around?"
"Yeah, she really likes it! If dogs could laugh, she would laugh every time I do it!"
"Okay, we'll…fill the bathtub with water…and soap…" Quigley said awkwardly.
Duncan agreed to stay with Bea while she cleaned the mess and the rest of us went upstairs with Skittles.
Since Bea was the only one of us who had experience with a pet, I knew this was going to get messy. So I took my dress off (I had a tank and capris underneath) and tied my hair up.
We all crowded into the bathroom, that none of us use anymore, and Quigley started the water. Duncan began fiddling with the soap bar. "How are we going to fill the tub with this?"
"We could use shampoo," Quigley shrugged, "I got three bottles in my room."
Emma raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
"Don't judge me!" he yelled and ran to get one of the bottles. When he came back, he asked as he was squeezing some in, "How much do you think goes in here?"
Taylor shrugged. "Bea said to fill it up, so I guess the whole thing."
It seemed reasonable, so Quigley took the lid off and poured it all around.
Josh, still holding Skittles, placed her in the water and started to just slide her around in the water. "This is so weird! Someone else do it!"
Then we heard my dad call from down the hall (the party and the bathroom were on the same floor), "Quigley, Isadora, Duncan, Klaus, Josh, Taylor, Emma, Adam, Beatrice, get over here!"
"Uh-oh," Quigley groaned. We made our way to my dad, soon followed by Duncan and Bea.
My dad was standing with my mom and pathetic looking Kaley and Haley. They asked about Skittles mess and we explained we were in the process of cleaning it up. After that conversation, which was longer than you'd think it would be, my mom asked me, "Isadora, what happened to your dress? And your hair?"
"Well I—," Then my mother interrupted me. "No time, come all of you, you need to take more pictures."
We all groaned. Except for Kaley and Haley, who were fixing their perfectly straight hair.)
Between pictures, Kaley would flirt with Duncan and since it was known that Quigley was dating Violet, Haley decided she wanted to cross the line with me and flirt with Klaus.
"Do you work out?" Haley asked Klaus at one point. "Actually, on Mondays through -," Then I broke in. "Gee, Haley. I thought you thought he was a 'loser' or a 'weirdo' in your mind." I quoted the earlier conversation.
"What?" she said in a fake tone that I could tell she was lying. "I never thought that!"
I rolled my eyes. "Don't lie, honey, you're not very good."
"You are such a—," she stopped when she remembered Klaus was there. He had one eyebrow raised as if he was waiting for her to say something.
I leaned forward a little bit and crossed my arms. "Whatever you say, darling." Haley only glared at me.
Out of nowhere, there was a scream and people yelling, "Where's this water coming from?"
Quigley and Josh came up behind me and Klaus. Worriedly, Quigley said, "I left the water running."
"And I left the dog in the tub," Josh added.
"Did you close the door?" Klaus asked. I knew where he was getting at. If the door was closed, and the water had been running for about an hour (the time we were taking pictures; there's a lot of guests!) then there could get to be so much water that it'll all burst out!. And then what would happen to Skittles?
"We are so dead!" I said under my breath as we rushed over to the bathroom, followed by Bea, Adam, Duncan, Emma, and Taylor.
"Skittles is in there?" Bea yelled.
Josh cringed. "Maybe?"
Before any of us could protest, Bea opened the door and all the water and soap bubbles that filled the bathroom flooded out and quickly flowed into the direction of the party.
"We're deader than dead," I heard Quigley say.
Soon enough, there was yelling and complaining and screaming, etc.
We rushed over to the party to see how everyone was taking it, and because we had to face our parents sooner or later. Sure, they were all fine. We were the ones about to die. My dad looked surprised, but my mom looked murderous. I swear, she almost had fire in her eyes! "WHAT HAPPENED?"
Then her eyes darted from us to behind us and we saw Skittles sliding across the floor, covered in soap bubbles, straight towards us.
"Skittles!" Bea picked her up, relieved.
Because the house was such a mess, we had to bring all the Thanksgiving food to the back porch and eat there. All eight of us were forced to stuff our mouths because my mom wanted all of us to clean it up.
We got the yelling of our lives from all of our parents that night.
I'd rather not go into full detail, it wasn't very nice.
It was basically filled with, "Don't you use your brains?...You know better!...You're too old for this!...Goodness, Josh, you need to stop expressing your emotions by trying to flood houses! This is the seventh one this year!"
Yeah, you get the picture.
My dad forgave us pretty quick (like, right after we got yelled at quick), but my mom was hard to crack. It's only been a couple weeks, I'm surprised she forgave us so soon. She once went half a year holding a grudge, no lie. Maybe it was one of those things where you look back on it laugh. It's that way for my brothers and our friends who accompanied us.
Oh well, everything's okay now. None of us died and my mom stopped punishing me. For the time being, anyway.
So yeah, that's what happened.
Well, my mom doesn't want me to stay up too late. Since she just got over the fact we almost flooded our house, I don't want to get her mad again.
So, until next time!
Yup, I'm pretty proud of myself for thinking that up. Okay I got two stories! Real quick!
I got hit with a racket and now my finger won't heal! HELP!
My friend is friends with this guy at her school who looks like some sort of internet model. I showed a picture of him to my other friend and she was like "Oh my go—" Anyways, I showed her a picture I found of him when he was young and chubby and she said, "That's not chubby! He's Mr. Bubbles and he has facial rolls!" xD
"Speaking up like, sugar, I'm a wreck you know know that I can't do a thing about it, about it. Breaking down all on my knees, Baby, take another chance, oh please? I'm a flood, I'm a train, I'm a wind, You're taking me out, I'm taking you in…"
~Stay Four The Same by The Ready Set
Go listen to that song! Right now! Its Awesome! :D
~Obi Wan Kanobi and Yoda, I'm wearing black space pants (I'm wearing space pants!) ~ Quote on Quote John Cozart :)
Bye!
;)