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Obsessive Cows get Friendly Flowers
Olivia and Gerard seem to get closer day by day! Fye gets pissed, and bonds a little more with Frank. What IS her devious plan, in the end??
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Ray's little 'advice on cigarette-abandoning', which was some lame excuse to hide the fact he knew more than me on what was going on in my own life, really motivated me. Though that didn't keep me from being FUCKING jealous of that bitch Olivia. I mean, Gee doesn't hang out with the guys and me, but he's stuck with that BITCH?!
Man, I'll never understand that screwed-up guy.
"Fyyyyye! Sweetie, what's up?" I heard Frank call, the SECOND he walked through the door. Damn, he always HAS to make me sink even lower than I already am, doesn't he?
"Waddoya want, short stuff?" I shrugged, scribbling rather dark dribbles in my notebook. "Problems with Jamia?"
"What? Fuck no! I came to see you to know if you didn't know what was going on with emo-pants." He whispered, crouching beside my desk.
"Figure I don't have a clue!" I cried, slamming my head on the desk. I smirked a little when I heard frank mutter 'gotta hurt'.
"Well, Mikey said something might've happened between you two... I'unno. I just thought maybe you'd know something more." He sighed, taking his place behind me when the bell rang.
Well, I figured that if SOMEONE was going to hear everything from me, Frank might as well be the one I say everything to. Mikey already knows everything(god knows how he does it! I'm sure he's psychic or some shit like that), Ray's just awesome like that, Bob... It bob, and Gee... Is sticking around with that bitch.
Might as well spill it to the ignorant hyper kid.
Again, tearing out a piece of paper from my notebook(and mentally swearing seeing as I tore away a part of the relatively nice scribble I was working on), I dribbled something down and passed it behind, to Frank.
'If you have nothing better to do than listen to girl stuff, call me tonight.'
~~~~~~~~~*~
"Sooo... Tell me why you're here again?" My mom asked Frank, who had a bouquet of roses in his right hand... But dressed like he'd come out of a catfight or something.
"Just here to help out your caring daughter, m'am!" He laughed, and so did my mom. MAN they were both weird.
Anyways, while I was blissfully ignorant that Frank was there since my mom was too busy chatting with him, I was talking on the phone with my loyal childhood friend. ANTON. Who turned out gay. GO figure.
"And so now he's hanging around that BITCH for what-the-fuck-a-reason I don't know!"
"Dbl-u tee ef?!"
"I KNOW!!"
"Gawd, it reminds me of that Cowhide girl you hated five years ago."
"Oh, man, I still hate that Cow."
And THEN my mom called. I shrugged and told Anton I'd call him back some time in the week. Though I really don't know when I could call him, since I was either with the band or at home, drawing my afternoons(and days, on weekends, when Mikey or Frank didn't decide to take me out) away.
I quickly closed and minimised the windows on my desktop before turning off my radio(I was playing MCR's first demo cd!!) and rushing out of my room.
And WHAT was not my surprise to find FRANK talking and actually laughing with my mom.
"Hey, Sugar! Up for a nice walk?" He asked, almost jumping in place. Silly Frank, had the energy of a two year old of sugar AND caffeine.
"...Uh, sure. But you could've just called..."
"Phone line was busy. Figured I'd have more luck coming over."
"...Eheh."
I snatched my coat from the recliner, ignoring my mom's asking to bring my bag to my room before leaving. And telling her there was NOTHING between Frank and I before she started rambling on about how cute a couple we were to my overly-imaginative and stupid(no, really) dad.
~~~~~~~~~
"SO. If I got everything right, you're dead jealous of that bitch Olivia being around Gee almost every time you see him and you're not even sure WHY you're so damn upset about it in the first place?" Frank asked, after having summed up pretty much an hour-long conversation.
We'd walked through the park, stopping at the benches to talk a little. But I got easily bored watching the birds and talking, so we started of again. We passed in front of the elementary school, where classes were still held at this time(3:30PM). We stopped for ice-cream after about 45 minutes, and now, we were walking in the forest near school.
"You forgot the part about Ray freakishly knowing more than he thinks, the part where I said I wanted to stop smoking, the part where I talked to Mikey about all this, and the fact that Bob's a complete ignorant in all of this." I pointed out, laughing the slightest bit.
"...Like fuck I cared about stupid details!! I'm just saying that IMPORTANT stuff." He whined, crossing his arms. I couldn't help but think he looked like a ten year old like that.
"...Well... Why do you think he's being such a jackass all of a sudden..?" I asked, looking up at the thick tree roofing.
"...Mikey might've only said part of it." Frank started after a while, resigning himself to stuff his hands in his pockets. "I PERSONNALLY think he's been jealous since that thing with Mikey."
"...THE FUCK?! YOU know about that?!"
"He tells me eeeeeeverything."
"...Not details, please..." I groaned, rubbing my temples.
"No, seriously... You and Mikey've been going out a lot lately. I think he's actually TRYING to make you jealous. But hey, that's just coming from the dude who looks like a hyperactive kid on steroids."
"Five year old on sugar and caffeine more like it!" I laughed, mockingly punching him in the arm.
Talking to someone who can make me laugh even though the conversation is dead-serious was really something I was thankful for.
~~~~~~~~~*~
The next morning, at school, I was as determined as I'd ever be. And it showed, too, from what I saw. The jocks and bitches didn't even bother walking up to me. They just AVOIDED me, apparently at all costs. Maybe it was how I looked, or maybe it was just something someone said about me...
Either way, I was HAPPY. Super shitting hyper.
When the first bell rang, the one for us to head to class, I made sure I got in AFTER Gee and She-dog(bitch, female dog, get it?), and blissfully ignored both their mingling. Igh, made me want to surrender breakfast. The second bell rang, everyone took their seats, and the class went on normally. I was smiling more than usual, and the weird looks I got from everyone confirmed it. Even Gerard cast me a side glance. I beamed up at him, and happily scribbled in my notebook, as per usual.
Phase One: Attract Attention - DONE
Next phases would be a little harder... Though, today was THE perfect day to do everything. Things would play out as they usually did, but for once, it would be in my favor.
My lovely, guilty, jealous, loving, obsessive favor.
Man, I'll never understand that screwed-up guy.
"Fyyyyye! Sweetie, what's up?" I heard Frank call, the SECOND he walked through the door. Damn, he always HAS to make me sink even lower than I already am, doesn't he?
"Waddoya want, short stuff?" I shrugged, scribbling rather dark dribbles in my notebook. "Problems with Jamia?"
"What? Fuck no! I came to see you to know if you didn't know what was going on with emo-pants." He whispered, crouching beside my desk.
"Figure I don't have a clue!" I cried, slamming my head on the desk. I smirked a little when I heard frank mutter 'gotta hurt'.
"Well, Mikey said something might've happened between you two... I'unno. I just thought maybe you'd know something more." He sighed, taking his place behind me when the bell rang.
Well, I figured that if SOMEONE was going to hear everything from me, Frank might as well be the one I say everything to. Mikey already knows everything(god knows how he does it! I'm sure he's psychic or some shit like that), Ray's just awesome like that, Bob... It bob, and Gee... Is sticking around with that bitch.
Might as well spill it to the ignorant hyper kid.
Again, tearing out a piece of paper from my notebook(and mentally swearing seeing as I tore away a part of the relatively nice scribble I was working on), I dribbled something down and passed it behind, to Frank.
'If you have nothing better to do than listen to girl stuff, call me tonight.'
~~~~~~~~~*~
"Sooo... Tell me why you're here again?" My mom asked Frank, who had a bouquet of roses in his right hand... But dressed like he'd come out of a catfight or something.
"Just here to help out your caring daughter, m'am!" He laughed, and so did my mom. MAN they were both weird.
Anyways, while I was blissfully ignorant that Frank was there since my mom was too busy chatting with him, I was talking on the phone with my loyal childhood friend. ANTON. Who turned out gay. GO figure.
"And so now he's hanging around that BITCH for what-the-fuck-a-reason I don't know!"
"Dbl-u tee ef?!"
"I KNOW!!"
"Gawd, it reminds me of that Cowhide girl you hated five years ago."
"Oh, man, I still hate that Cow."
And THEN my mom called. I shrugged and told Anton I'd call him back some time in the week. Though I really don't know when I could call him, since I was either with the band or at home, drawing my afternoons(and days, on weekends, when Mikey or Frank didn't decide to take me out) away.
I quickly closed and minimised the windows on my desktop before turning off my radio(I was playing MCR's first demo cd!!) and rushing out of my room.
And WHAT was not my surprise to find FRANK talking and actually laughing with my mom.
"Hey, Sugar! Up for a nice walk?" He asked, almost jumping in place. Silly Frank, had the energy of a two year old of sugar AND caffeine.
"...Uh, sure. But you could've just called..."
"Phone line was busy. Figured I'd have more luck coming over."
"...Eheh."
I snatched my coat from the recliner, ignoring my mom's asking to bring my bag to my room before leaving. And telling her there was NOTHING between Frank and I before she started rambling on about how cute a couple we were to my overly-imaginative and stupid(no, really) dad.
~~~~~~~~~
"SO. If I got everything right, you're dead jealous of that bitch Olivia being around Gee almost every time you see him and you're not even sure WHY you're so damn upset about it in the first place?" Frank asked, after having summed up pretty much an hour-long conversation.
We'd walked through the park, stopping at the benches to talk a little. But I got easily bored watching the birds and talking, so we started of again. We passed in front of the elementary school, where classes were still held at this time(3:30PM). We stopped for ice-cream after about 45 minutes, and now, we were walking in the forest near school.
"You forgot the part about Ray freakishly knowing more than he thinks, the part where I said I wanted to stop smoking, the part where I talked to Mikey about all this, and the fact that Bob's a complete ignorant in all of this." I pointed out, laughing the slightest bit.
"...Like fuck I cared about stupid details!! I'm just saying that IMPORTANT stuff." He whined, crossing his arms. I couldn't help but think he looked like a ten year old like that.
"...Well... Why do you think he's being such a jackass all of a sudden..?" I asked, looking up at the thick tree roofing.
"...Mikey might've only said part of it." Frank started after a while, resigning himself to stuff his hands in his pockets. "I PERSONNALLY think he's been jealous since that thing with Mikey."
"...THE FUCK?! YOU know about that?!"
"He tells me eeeeeeverything."
"...Not details, please..." I groaned, rubbing my temples.
"No, seriously... You and Mikey've been going out a lot lately. I think he's actually TRYING to make you jealous. But hey, that's just coming from the dude who looks like a hyperactive kid on steroids."
"Five year old on sugar and caffeine more like it!" I laughed, mockingly punching him in the arm.
Talking to someone who can make me laugh even though the conversation is dead-serious was really something I was thankful for.
~~~~~~~~~*~
The next morning, at school, I was as determined as I'd ever be. And it showed, too, from what I saw. The jocks and bitches didn't even bother walking up to me. They just AVOIDED me, apparently at all costs. Maybe it was how I looked, or maybe it was just something someone said about me...
Either way, I was HAPPY. Super shitting hyper.
When the first bell rang, the one for us to head to class, I made sure I got in AFTER Gee and She-dog(bitch, female dog, get it?), and blissfully ignored both their mingling. Igh, made me want to surrender breakfast. The second bell rang, everyone took their seats, and the class went on normally. I was smiling more than usual, and the weird looks I got from everyone confirmed it. Even Gerard cast me a side glance. I beamed up at him, and happily scribbled in my notebook, as per usual.
Phase One: Attract Attention - DONE
Next phases would be a little harder... Though, today was THE perfect day to do everything. Things would play out as they usually did, but for once, it would be in my favor.
My lovely, guilty, jealous, loving, obsessive favor.
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