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The Isadora Diaries:

MM&M:

Sunday, April 8th

Sorry, while I was typing, Duncan came in my room and told me that Lilo and Stitch was playing on TV and you can't just not watch Lilo and Sitch!

"I don't know what's gotten into Klaus!" Violet complained as we pulled the MM&M costumes out of they're plastic bags. As I stared at the horror that was a multiplication sign that I had to wear, I wondered more about what had gotten into Duncan. I wasn't sure if I could even wear that dreadful costume in front of those little kids without being embarrassed, and I didn't think I would care what they think! They're, like, five!

"I specifically told him: 'Klaus, you are not allowed ast this party. You are bringing no one but Sunny to this party. This party is not for you ar any of your stupid friends.' And he knows I don't like Haley, too! He knows I don't want him hanging out with her, or going to that dance with her, or associating with her in any way! Why would he bring someone I do not like to a party that I told him he was not wanted at?! Why is this costume not connected?! Quigley, switch costumes with me!"

"But the division sign's a girl-"

"Quigley!"

Quigley switched costumes with Violet.

I took in every word that Violet ranted-why did Klaus go to the party that Violet clearly stated he was not welcome at? Why did bring (or do anything with) Haley when he knows that Violet doesn't like her? And, considering how Violet is, Klaus should be afraid to do anything that Violet doesn't approve of! Especially if there's a chance that Violet might do what she said she'd do to him when she started ranting again, but I'm not typing what she said because it's really...gross.

"Um, I'm not entirely sure that's humanely possible," Duncan said after hearing Violet's violent threat.

"Well, I'll make it humanely possible," she grumbled.

I tried to keep any violent images of Violet attacking Klaus in mind as I pulled on the red multiplication sign and turned to look a myself in the mirror. Just as expected, I looked absolutely ridiculous. The middle of the multiplication sign was surrounding my torso, so the top region of my body came out of the top of the x while my lower region did the opposite. The costume came with long red sleeves and weird leg warmer-like extensions that I had to put on, and I just knew that they would be the death of me in the hot April air.

My brothers and Violet put their costumes as well. Quigley was division, Violet was the plus sign, and Duncan was the minus sign. They all looked about as ridiculous as I did. Although, I do think that was worse, because he just a straight line running right through him, so he just looked like an awkward being with a dis-proportioned body.

"I'm going to text Klaus to tell him to keep Haley away from the show, because I do not need that little *mean word* to hold this over me ever because then I will have to waste energy beating her up," Violet said as she texted her brother.

Joe came burst into the room at that moment. "Okay, kids, you better head out there not, the little monsters are faking deaths again, and it's really freaking me out. Go take their minds off killing each other!"

The four of us exchanged uncomfortable glances before we had to follow Joe out of the room to what would be our (or maybe just my since I'm dramatic about things) doom.

I was thankful to see that Klaus and Haley had their backs to us at one of the game booths we had set up when we stepped out of the building. If him being with Haley meant that neither of them would watch me embarrass myself, he could hang with her all day. But what happened next made me reconsider that thought...

As stepped into the small area of grass not stained by cherries in front of the kids, all of the children began cheering (which, again, became a contest to see who could cheer the loudest). When Haley heard the noise she started to turn around to see what they were being noisy about, but then Klaus put his arm around her shoulder and brought her attention back to the game.

If them being together meant that Klaus had to put his arm around her, then maybe I could live with them watching me embarrass myself.

Maybe.

"Okay, kids!" Joe announced. "Here is MM&M!" The music started and the projector, well, projected the words onto the wall behind the kids.

To describe the performance in one word: awkward. Our lip-syncing was totally off, and we kept stumbling because Duncan was trying to dance to get the kids all hyped up and happy, but he was failing epically. Let me tell you, having the end of a minus sign constantly hit you in the back isn't fun. Especially if it makes the parts of your x hit the other parts of the temporary MM&M. Moving around in those costumes was a lot of hard work; I'm not even sure how the real MM&M survive the show! The heat wasn't making it any better. I was shriveling up like a raisin in that overly insulated costume. Forget about Klaus and Haley, I was became more worried about my risk of having a sun stroke!

I lost count of how many songs we made ourselves look like idiots to, but it felt like a million. (It was probably three or four.) The kids didn't seem to notice how awkward we were, they actually enjoyed our sad excuse of a show. In fact, a few of them enjoyed it so much that they ran up to us to give us hugs when we were finished.

Sweet, right?

Maybe. Let me finish and we'll decide if they were being sweet, or if they knew something worse (for the four of us, at least) was going to happen if they did it.

Just like everything else that day, hugging us became a competition between the kids. At first it was cute. The little ones were hugging our legs, math symbols, hands, but then things got crazy. They began shoving each other out of the way, pulling us towards them a lot harder than you think they might have been able to, and leaping onto us! One of the bigger kids literally came out of nowhere, and leaped straight into my torso, knocking me to the ground and any oxygen I had in me out of my lungs! And things just got worse from there! As soon as I hit the ground, I knew I was done for. I was closer to their level, and they used that to their advantage. I had what felt like a ton of kids jump on top of me on every body part they could. I don't think I've ever been so afraid! The sun was blocked from my view! All I could see was darkness; all I could hear were little kiddy screams, and pushes and shoves, and all I could feel were kids knee-ing me in my pelvis and tangling cherries in my hair. Until you have experienced something like this, you do not know what real fear is!

After about three quarters of my boring, unfinished life raced before me eyes, the sunlight somehow shined through, and I was saved by the parents of the demonic children! The parents pulled their children off of me (and apparently my fellow MM&M members as well) and dragged them out of my line of vision. That was perfectly fine with me, I'd seen enough of those kids to last me a lifetime.

"Quick!" Joe called to us from the front door of the main building. "Come on before they see you're still alive!"

With great difficulty (great difficulty) the four of us stood up,using the ground and each other to push each other up, and ran as fest as our costumes would allow towards the front door. The last thing I saw before ran inside was Klaus and Haley watching us escape the dangerous children.

Did they see it all?

Oh, please.

Of course they did.

"Can I just lie down here?" I asked with my eyes closed as I was lying down on two chairs in the room we first changed into our costumes. My hair was wet from washing out the cherries, and I was cooling down in my regular clothes in front of a fan . I was literally too tired to even lift up my head.

Almost dying can seriously drain a person.

"Come on, Iz," Duncan said, gently taking section of my hair and wrapping it under my nose to give me a fake mustache. "The kids are starting to leave. We can go home soon."

"All the more reason why I should stay here," I mumbled sleepily.

"How?"

"Because we have to ride our bikes a mile to get home."

Duncan nodded. "That's true. Just stay there, and I'll tell you when we're leaving."

I grunted a thank you and draped my arm over my eyes so that might get some sleep. I think I actually did fall asleep because when Duncan came to get me, I felt like he just pulled me out of a dream, even though I didn't dream at all.

"Yo, Iz, time to go," Duncan said as he shook the arm that was draped over my eyes. He shocked me so badly that I toppled out of the chairs and onto the cold, hard ground. I adjusted my position so I was lying on my back, facing upwards towards my brother. "Thanks a lot," I grumbled.

He shrugged. "What are brothers for? Now get up. I want to get out of here before any of the leftover kids get any evil ideas." He took my hands and helped me off the ground. I followed him outside and saw that, minus the few leftover parents talking and children battling with cherries, the park pretty much looked the same as it did when I first saw it that morning. The game booths were put away, Violet was off to one side talking to Quigley and holding the projector, the pony was gone, and I saw a man driving off with the MM&M costumes in his trunk.

"How long did I sleep?" I asked Duncan.

"Long enough for the rest of us to clean up," Duncan complained jokingly. "About an hour and a half. Hey, Grayson's parents actually want to talk to all of us together, so we need to go see them before they leave." He pointed to Grayson and his parents standing by their car. I shrugged. "Okay, let's go right now."

Duncan called Quigley and Violet over, and the four of us went to see Grayson's parents together.

The first thing that Grayson's parents did when we got there was hand Duncan a check. "Made out to your mother," the father said, "just like the last one."

I leaned towards Duncan to get a good look at the check and saw that he was giving us an extra fifty!

"It's for your troubles," the mother said, "we didn't think anyone would get hurt."

"You can use it to take care of those cuts," said the father, "especially you, young lady, with that long one on your neck there."

On my neck?, I thought. I brought my hands up to my neck and felt a thin, but long, slowly healing cut at the base of my neck. My eyes widened a little as I felt it. How had I not noticed it before?!

"Thank you," I stuttered, still blown by the fact that they gave us extra money and that those little creatures cut my neck!

"No thank you," the mother said. "I can't remember the last time our little Grayson had this much fun."

"Say," said the father, "our three-year-old is having a birthday this July, would you plan that one, too?"

Before I could protest, Duncan piped up quicker than I thought he could think. "Yeah!"

If no one was around, I would've killed him then in there.

"Oh, Larry," Grayson's mother said to her husband, "I can't find the lighter. Do you have it?"

"No, did you leave it at the table?"

I turned around and saw a long, black, stick-looking object sitting on a table behind a couple of kids that were playing tag.

I offered to run and get it for them, as it was the absolute least I could do for their generosity.

I kept a wide range between me and the kids playing tag; I didn't need to be attacked again. I had just grabbed the lighter when I turned around to see Haley standing in front of me, playing a video on her iPhone that sounded like kids screaming. I was taken aback to suddenly see her so close to me, but I was more surprised when she showed me the video. The spot where she turned to show it to me played the part where I was knocked to the ground and the children swarmed over me.

"Oh, Isadora," Haley said sweetly, stopping the video, "you embarrass yourself too easily."

"Delete that!" I yelled, reaching for her phone.

"Oops," she said, jerking her phone out of my reach, "you're too slow."

"Haley," I said, looking straight in her eyes, "you have to delete that right now."

"Or what? I send it to the entire school? Everyone I know? Post it online?" Haley asked with fake sympathy. "Would that embarrass you?" She pouted and faked a sad pout.

I darted my eyes to her phone and back to her. There was only one way I could keep that video from being sent to every one with a phone at school (and from going online, which I was hoping she wasn't serious about). "What do you want, Haley?"

Haley crossed her arms and glared at me. "I want you to stay away from Klaus."

Oh, God, I thought, I cannot do that.

But then I thought about it some more and remembered that we weren't even talking anymore. Of course I had hoped that we would be by that point, but obviously wasn't pushing to make that happen so neither was I. And if he didn't want to be my friend again, then I shouldn't force him to be.

I almost agreed, but then I wondered why Haley was blackmailing me to stay away from him if we hadn't even spoken in a week.

"Haley," I said, "I haven't spoken to him since last week. Why do you need me to stay away from him?"

She sighed a bit dramatically. "Because he keeps on asking if he should apologize to you about some weird thing, I don't know. The main is that he still wants to talk to you. Do not let him. Avoid him. Ignore him. Act like you hate him."

He wanted to apologize this entire time? Why hadn't he done it already?

"Haley," I gestured towards her with the lighter in my hand, "if he wants to apologize to me, I'm going to let him."

"No you're not," she ordered, "because you don't want the world to see this video." She held up her phone that was still showing the paused video. "If you refuse to let him talk to you, he'll give up and will stop talking about you so much and will start focusing a little more on me. I guess I'm already growing on him," she said reaching inside her purse and pulling out a monkey. "He did win this for me today," she smirked.

That's when I accidentally clicked the lighter on and set the stuffed monkey on fire. Haley and I screamed simultaneously and she dropped the monkey on the grass, setting the grass around it aflame as well.

I've always seen on TV that people will stomp on fires to put them out, but I'm too freaked out by fire to do anything about it except accidentally back up into the table behind me. Haley was screaming and pretty much running backwards, still staring at the flame, when Klaus came up and began jumping on the blazing monkey. There were a couple of screams directed at Klaus, telling him to move away because Joe had an extinguisher, but Klaus killed all the flames before Joe could make it to his. When he was done, he looked up at me from the scorched animal. "What just happened?"

I hate acting like such a girl, but I was completely speechless. Not because I couldn't talk to Klaus or Haley would make that video of me go viral, but because he was looking straight at me, acknowledging me, for the first time in what felt like an eternity. I was completely unable to answer him with anything more than a confused shrug.

"She tried to burn me!" Haley accused.

I immediately stepped forward, out of any trance I was in, to yell back at her, "No I didn't, you liar!" If Klaus hadn't stepped in front of me, I would've pounced on her and really would've tried to burn her. But, of course, he stopped me and held me in place with his hands on my shoulders. "Isadora," he said evenly, "what's going on?" I hated how much he looked like he cared when he spoke to me. It made my heart rise into my neck,almost making me just want to cry and beg him to be my best friend again. Trying to look anywhere but him, my eyes fell on Haley standing several feet behind him, pointing at her phone.

One day I could apologize to Klaus, but I just couldn't handle something like the video Haley had of me getting out.

"Isadora, you know you can tell me anything. Remember...?" Klaus said seriously, looking straight in my eyes.

Of course I remembered. About a month ago we'd promised to always be there for each other. The fact that he remembered, and even brought it up considering the circumstance, hurt even more because of what I was about to do.

I pulled out of his grasp, did my best to glare at him, and said as mean as I could manage (which wasn't that much because my voice was shaking), "Don't talk to me."

He looked confused. "What?"

I shook my head. "Leave me alone." I turned away from him to hurry away so he wouldn't see tears in my eyes, but he got a a hold of my arm and tried to pull me back to him. "Isadora!"

"No!" I struggled in his grasp. "Just don't talk to me, all right?!" He didn't say anything. He only looked...hurt. I could tell he was confused to, and it pained me to see that look on his face. When my vision started to get blurry, I pulled my arm from his hand and ran away from him to the entrance of the nearest building-the one I met Joe in.

"Hey, Isadora?"

"No!" I accidentally screamed out in frustration, thinking it was Klaus. I turned around to see Quigley standing at the front door; he had followed me after I ran away. I made a mental note to myself to apologize to him the next time I had the ability to. I could only manage to shake my head and say with my voice barely above a whisper, "Not now." I turned away from him. The room was silent for a moment, then I heard the front door open and close.

I refused to let myself cry, because I knew if I let one tear fall, then I would just start full-out sobbing. Instead, I tried to take deep breaths and regain my composure. It's not easy being mean to someone you like so much, but I was afraid. I didn't want to be made fun of and get crap from everyone, but I still wanted to be with Klaus. But after I saw the look on his face, I wondered if it was even worth it.

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Wow, Isadora's being really stupid. What has become of my semi-creation?! Dx

"I never meant to wither
I wanted to be tall
Like a fool left the river
And watched my branches fall
Old and thirsty, I longed for the flood
To come back around
To the cactus in the valley
That's about to crumble down..."

~Cactus In The Valley by Lights

;)