If I could dream at all, it would be about you.

Love you 4 ever,
Like you 4 always!
octoberxlove

So my parents are fighting. I think they're splitting up. I have no idea when I will be on again. So, I'm sorry If I don't reply.
I love you all, and I will miss you. I'll be back on as soon as I can.

Love you 4 ever,
Like you 4 always!
octoberxlove

Yes!! Finally a new one!! I hope you all like it. Have a happy Thanksgiving!!


Jenna loved the feeling of Davey's velvety lips grazing her neck, and his soft hands caressing every inch of her body. "Mmm, Davey...." She moaned. Oh, how Davey loved to hear Jenna say his name. He smiled into her neck. He felt her gently push him up. She started to kiss his chest. She ran her hands down Davey's toned back. His luscious hair fell down passed his shoulders, barely grazing her face. She looked up into his eyes. He looked deep into hers. She spread her legs, allowing him entrance. Davey gave her a quizzical look. She nodded. Davey positioned himself and...
Davey woke up. He'd been having these very vivid dreams about Jenna every night since they got together. He wanted to take her so badly! But he knew she wasn't ready and the last thing he would ever want to do was pressure her. He turned his head slightly to look at her. Her hair framed her face. She looked so innocent. Davey realized that his mouth was oddly dry. He gently slid his arm out from under Jenna's neck. He made sure she hadn't woken up before he stood up. He tiptoed to the master bathroom and silently felt around for the familiar plastic cup. He lightly turned on the faucet and let his cup fill up.
"Davey?" Jenna softly called.
"Yes?" he answered. She walked into the bathroom. He smile slightly, and she returned the favor. Jenna walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his torso. Davey slid his arms around her slim shoulders and took in the smell of her radiant hair.
"You alright?" she asked.
"Yeah, I was just really thirsty," he replied. She nodded. She turned her head up and kissed his neck and collar bone. She took his hand in hers and gestured toward the bedroom.
"Let's go back to sleep." He nodded in agreement. They walked to the bedroom and climbed back into bed. Jenna snuggled up to Davey and laid her head on his tattooed chest. They both sighed contently before falling asleep.
***

The next day Davey and the rest and to go to the studio to start recording. Jenna was excited because this would be the first time AFI would work with a producer. Jade and Adam were talking about the producer since they had not met him yet. Hunter was working with his bass, and Smith was spazing out, trying to find a nearby restaurant that had something on the menu that did not have meat in it so they could all eat before leaving for the studio. Davey and Jenna just sat on the over-stuffed sofa, holding hands and enjoying the time with their friends.
"We need to give Smith a pill to mellow him out," Jenna said, jokingly. Davey chuckled and nuzzled his nose against her hair.
"HEY!" Smith yelled," No purpling!" Jenna and Davey looked at him quizzically. Smith rolled his eyes and sighed as if it was the most obvious thing on Earth.
"Okay, so, by stereotypes, pink is a girl's color, and blue is a boy's color. But you have to change the pink to red. And if you mix red, girl, with blue, boys, you get purple. So no purpling."
And with that, he briskly walked out of the room. Jenna and Davey looked after him for a while, then looked at each other.
"Sadly, that made sence," Jenna said.
"Yeah," Davey said,"I think we hang around Smith too much."
"You can say that again!" Hunter chimed in.
"Hey, at least he's not your brother!!" Jade protested.
"True," they all murmured. Just then, Smith bounded back into the room.
"Speak of the devil," Adam mumbled. Smith shot him a dirty look.
"So I found a small vegan cafe. It's a little bit out of our way, but not too much. So get dressed, get ready, and let's go!"
There were catcalls, whoops, and yells as Adam, Jade, Hunter, Smith, Jade, and Fritch all got ready to leave. Davey and Jenna stayed on the sofa for a while before the decided to stand up and take on the day.
Together.

Okay, my Halloween was insanely fun. I'm a member of the marching band, and we all were allowed to march in our costumes. (I will try and get pictures up soon, if my camera will cooperate!!) I fell for the first time ever (with my trombone in my face, so THAT was rather noticeable! LOL), but one of the percussionists told me that it was the coolest save he's ever seen. ^^ So that was real good. And besides my dignity, I was not hurt. =D
So how was your Halloween??

*A COUPLE DAYS LATER*

CRASHH!!!
"Oops," Smith looked down at the pile of boxes he just knocked over. Davey and Jenna, who were a few feet away, tryed not to smile or laugh. Smith caught their glances, shrugged, muttered, "I'll pick 'em up later", and continued on his way. He was already taking a box out to the U-Hual Jenna laughed happily. Davey looked at her, hoping she would notice. She did. He smiled. He thought she was so beautiful.
"WHO KNOCKED OVER MY BOXES OF DISHES?!" Hunter cried out. He was moving from his apartment to a house relatively close to the studio where they were recording. He looked up at Davey and Jenna, who simotaniously replied,
"Smith." Hunter shook his head.
"Figures," he muttered as he bent over to pick up the boxes. Davey and Jenna caught each others eyes. Davey tilted his head toward Hunter, indacation that they should go help him. Jenna nodded. Davey lifted a couple and set them side-by-side to create a platform.
"So you think you're gonna like your new house, Hunter?" Jenna asked, handing a box to Davey, who set it on the first few.
"Yes, I love it. I like the stained glass window on the back door." He responded, yet he look distracted by something.
"Oh, so do I!" Jenna and Davey said at the same time. They gave each other funny looks.
"Get out of my head," Jenna said.
"Get out of mine!" Davey responded, tossed a dust rag at her. She stuck her tongue out at him. He returned the favor.
"Butthead," she said, thumping the back of his head, "Anyway, I'm gonna go help Adam tape boxes up. And make sure Smith says out of trouble. If possible." She waggled her fingers over her head and popped her bubblegum as she walked of. Davey watched every step she took. He took in her outfit. She was wearing an old Queen shirt that was tied in the back, showing some skin, a pair of black jeans, with rips on the knees, and purple Chucks. Her beautiful hair was in a bun.
"You like her," Hunter spoke. He didn't say it as a question. He said it as a fact. Davey wheeled around. Hunter looked him in the eye. "Don't lie." Davey blushed, his eyes misting over, and looked down at his shoes.
"You've liked her at least ever since I've known you guys." He said, sounding just slightly annoyed at Davey.
"I've like her since the day I met her. Now I think I love her." A single tear fell down his face. Hunter took a step back, shocked.
"Whoa! I didn't know it went THAT far. Damn, man, I don't know what to say," he shuffled his feet awkwardly. Davey rolled his eyes and left Hunter's apartment. Hunter looked after him, confused.
***
Davey plopped down in the little grass area behind Hunter's apartment complex. He leaned his head against the cool, brick wall. He blinked his eyes several times, trying very hard not to cry.
"No!" he heard Jenna shriek. He turned to look around the corner. Smith was chasing her with a water pistol. Her hair was soaking wet. She tripped over a stone block on the ground. She laid in the grass, laughing. She had such a beautiful laugh; Davey had always thought of angels when she laughed. Smith was doubled over, laughing so hard he was crying. He held a hand out to her and she took it. He effortlessly lifted her up to her feet.
"You're insane, Smiff," Jenna said, grinning.
Davey felt a sharp pang of jealousy. He wanted her to be looking at HIM that way. Right then, Smith saw Davey.
"Yo, Dave!" He and Jenna walked over to him. Smith looked at him quizzically.
"Why are you sitting behind the apartment complex?"
"Because.. " Davey search for a good reason," because Hunt's being a diva again." Jenna stepped over Davey's crossed ankles, and sat down crossed-legged by him. Davey felt a familiar fluttery feeling in the pit of his stomache.
Smith rolled his eyes. "Gotcha". They all knew Hunter, being very left-brained, liked things going his way, and his way only.
"Anywho-diddly-doo. I gotta help Jade with Hunt's clothes." Smith said,pointing over his shoulder with his thumb.
"K," Davey replied, waving a little bit. He placed his hands in his lap. Both he and Jenna were silent for a while. We was surprised when he felt something in his hair. His hand flew to his hair.
"Oh," Jenna had drawn her hand to her chest, "sorry, I was just playing with your hair." Davey grinned embarrassedly.
"Oh, it's fine, I just didn't know what it was." They both laughed a little.
Davey spun a bit to his left and layed down, placing his head in Jenna's lap. He felt her fingers run tenderly through his hair.
"I love your hair," she said in a voice barely above a whisper. He smiled.
"Thank you, sweetheart." A few moments of silence passed. Davey was first to break it.
"I was think about last night." Jenna, who had her head rested against the brick wall, raised her eyebrows. "Really?"
Aw, fuck! What if he did hear me after all? A small panic spread through her body.
"Yeah, I haven't slept that well in years." He stopped and swallowed. "I think it was because I slept with you..." Jenna looked at him. He looked back at her timidly.
"Do you want to sleep with me again tonight?" she asked quietly.
Davey nodded, "Yes." Jenna stroked his hair. Davey shut his eyes, and turned onto his side, curling up to her. He slipped his hand into her free hand. Jenna held it happily, and leaned her head back against the wall.
Brrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Davey's phone went off. He reached into his pocket to fish it out. His eyes scanned the text.
"Jade just texted me, it's time to load up." He stood up, holding his hand out for her. They both brushed grass of their jeans. They smiled at each other. Davey slid his hand into hers and they intwined fingers. Jenna looked up into his beautiful face and wished more than anything that he would kiss her. Davey licked his lips.
They both just snapped. They were tired of waiting. And finally, their lips collided.
And neither one of them had ever wanted anything more than they wanted this single kiss.

It's almost time for Halloween. Soo, I have a little survey for you:

I hate how I feel about you. I hate that I feel so safe in your arms. I hate that I love the way you smell when you walk past me. I hate how I get those butterflies everyt ime I see you. I hate how I have to muster up the courage to talk to you. I hate that you don't notice these things.

I hate how bad I want to be with you. I hate how bad I want to be in your arms. I hate how bad I want to hold your hands. I hate how bad I want you to call me your girl. I hate how bad I want to be able to call you my boyfriend.

I hate how much I ache when I see you. I hate the little lump in my throat that I get. I hate it when I toss and turn at night wondering what's different between her and me. I hate that you said you respected me when I told you I like you, yet you don't respect me enough for the damn truth.

Davey rolled over onto his back and yawned, covering his mouth with his right hand, and stretching out with is left arm. He sat up bolt-right when he realized he was not in his bed. He laughed at himself a little when he remembered where he was, but stopped abruptly he he thought of the reason he was there. He looked worriedly at the door, thinking of dear Jenna. He tilted his head up when he smelled a familiar smell. Coffee. He recognized the smell of the popular beverage. He tossed the covers off of him, and swung his legs over the edge of the bed and started for the kitchen.
He leaned against the door frame of the kitchen. Jenna must have propped it open. He smiled to himself, taking in the beauty of this woman. she was wearing a black tank top and short, navy blue shorts. Her magnificent hair had not been brushed yet, but Davey thought that was rather, well... sexy. A couple of her tattoos (all of her tatoos consisted of a few AFI tattoos, a butterfly, many hearts, and a picture of a black tree, which stretched across her lower back, and up the right side of her back) that were on her arms and legs were visible. The top of the tree on her back peeked out over the neckline of her shirt. She was currently spreading butter on some (what Davey hoped to be) vegan muffins. She walked the two steps to her coffee pot and poured coffee into two white cups with flowers hand-painted on them. When she put the pot back, Davey decided to announce his presence.
"Good morning," he said pleasantly. Jenna jumped a little. Her hand flew to her chest, landing over her heart.
"Give a woman a heart attack, why don'tcha!" She said, smiling happily. Davey grinned; his stomache was fluttering.
"How'd you sleep last night, sweet heart?" he softly asked her, once again running his hands through her hair. My, God, how he found it irresistable! She smiled shyly at him.
"Mmm, well enough," she responded. But Davey knew better; she hadn't got an adequate amount of sleep. "You?" she asked him.
"Better than you, I believe," he said, not meaning to let his saddness float into his voice. But it was too late. Jenna heard it. She looked up at him, somewhat puzzled. Davey quickly turned his gaze away. Jenna put her hand on his cheek, turning his face, so he would be looking right at her.
"I'm fine. Really Davey. There's no need to worry so much about me," she tried to convince him, but to no avail.
"Yeah, but.." Davey trailed off, not finding his voice to tell her how he felt. Jenna put one finger to his lips.
"Shh. No buts," they looked into each others eyes, both were terrified at this point. Inch by inch, they moved closer to each other. Jenna could feel Davey's warm, heavy breath. Davey slowly closed his eyes and let Jenna melt into him.
BRINGGGGGGG, BRINGGGGG!
Fuck! Davey thought to himself, angrily. Jenna dropped her head onto his shoulder, and Davey kissed her forhead.
"I better get that," she sadly said as the phone kept ringing. Davey nodded.
"Yeah." Jenna looked up at him before running off to the living room. Davey ran his hand through his ebony hair.
FUCK!! he thought again, fixing both cups of coffee; Jenna's with two Sweet-n-Lows, and his with non-dairy creamer. He sipped his coffee angrily.
 I'll cut off my own right hand if it isn't Kyle, he thought, throughly pissed. He softly stepped over the the door leading to the living room.
"Kyle, leave me the fuck alone. NO! There was no mistake, I know it was you....... Oh, don't give me that bullshit. If you loved me, you wouldn't have done this. No, I am done. 'Bye, asshole."
Jenna slamed down the reciever and procceded to unplug the phone jack. Davey retreated back to the counter when she stood up. He didn't want her to know he was eavesdropping. Jenna walked angrily through the door.
"Kyle?" Davey asked, even though he knew the answer. She looked up at him, her eyes brimming with tears, and nodded. Davey set his cup of coffee down and stretch his arms out to her, she walked toward him, holding him gratefully. And she let her tears fall.
***
After Jenna had a good cry, and they had both eaten a good breakfast, Davey was quite tired. He hadn't had a goodnight's sleep last night, either. It must have been obvious, because Jenna asked him if he wanted to go take a nap. He nodded.
"Yeah, I really kind of do." Jenna smiled gently.
"You can take my bed."
"Thanks, sweetie. Hey, Jenna?" Jenna looked up at him. "Yes?"
"You wanna come with me?" He asked, and for the first time, Jenna saw his great, incredible eyes look timid. She smiled.
"Yes, I do," she replied. Davey smiled at her and held his hand out for her to hold. Together, they walked to Jenna's room. Davey pulled back the pure white sheets and let Jenna slid in. He followed, resting his arm around her neck, pulling her toward him. They held each other. Jenna softly rubbed Davey's shoulder. Tears filled her eyes again, but for different reason.
"I love you," she said in slightly more than a whisper, and softly kissed his chest.
But he had already fallen asleep.

New fanfiction. Read it if you want. Don't if you don't. ^^

Ring, ring, rinnnnnnnnggggg!!
Davey awoke with a start. He looked over at his brightly lit digital clock on his nightstand. It read 2:37.
Who in the HELL would be calling at two-fourty in the fucking morning?! Davey thought to himself angrily. He brushed his long, dark hair behind his ear, and picked up the reciever.
"Hello?" he said, annoyed. He was shocked to hear someone crying.
"D-d-davey?" a soft, timid female voice asked. He sat up immediatly. He knew that voice a mile away.
"Jenna? What's wrong, love?"
"I-I just-" more sobs cut off her words. He panicked.
"Listen, are you hurt?"
"No, no, I'm not." Davey let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. "I'm sorry to scare you like this. It's just.. I just caught Kyle with another woman!"
I will fucking kill him, Davey thought to himself.
"Okay," he told her, trying his best to calm her down, "let me slip on a pair of shoes, and I will be there in a minute, okay?"
Jenna nodded, "Alright, you know where the key is." Oh, yes he did.
"In the bird house." He couldn't help but smile. Many a night he sprang surprises on her, popping up to deliver her some dinner, or just a 'Thinking of You' card.
"Yeah," she responded in a little more than a whisper. They hung up. Jenna slumped into her pillow and cried. Davey went straight to his top drawer in his wooden chess-of-drawers to get a pair of socks. He laughed a little when he found a black-and-white polka dotted pair that Jenna gave him one birthday. He pulled them on, and found a pair of Adidis to wear. He pulled his thick, elbow-length hair into a bun and splashed cold water on his face to wake himself up. He looked in the mirror. He sighed, unsatisfied. For some reason, he had not been happy with his apperence lately. He couldn't figure it out. He shut the bathroom light off and ran downstairs and grabbed his keys off the hook. He ran down the few concrete steps to his black, mid-sized car.
***
Jenna heard the little click of the front door lock being unlocked. She heard a small creak and some foot steps in her front foyer.
"Jenna?" Davey called out quietly.
"In here," she responded. She heard his footsteps coming into her bedroom. He pushed the door open. She flipped over onto her back and slid a few inches to her right and let Davey have room to sit. He smiled weakly.
"Hey," he whispered, running his hand through her vibrant, wavy red hair. He always found it very attractive, especially with her pale skin complexion and her shockingly green eyes.
"Hey." They sat there silently for a moment. Davey continued to pet her hair.
"Thanks for coming, Davey." Jenna softly broke the ice.
"No problem, hun. You know you can call me whenever you need to." He smiled lovingly at her but Jenna had already closed her eyes, replaying the scene she just came upon.
"Am I just not good enough for him?" she asked angrily, not more to the heavens than to Davey. She felt the tears come once again. Davey took his hand from hair beautiful hair, put it behind her neck and pulled her into a tight hug. She sobbed into his shoulder, wondering how Kyle could do this to her. Davey ran his hand up and down her back. She had a rather slim, toned body. She ran in the morning and in the evening for thirty minutes each. And it showed. Jenna thought about the first time she met this inredible man.
He's so beautiful, she thought to herself. She had felt this way since the first time she met him, back at Ukiah High. They first locked eyes in third period Chemistry. And chemistry there most certainly was. She was the new kid, and most people had ignored her, aside from comments about her hair. It was exactly the way it is now. She had never dyed her hair, nor will she ever. On her first day at new school, she had worn all black, as per usual, and her eyes were rimmed with thick black eyeliner. She was more timid than usual, and she hung her head, looking at the ground, avioding the other's stares. She entered her third period class, Mr. Williams as her teacher, though he was not in the room yet. She looked up for a desk, and saw a group of other people who were dress like her: their clothes were black and very loose. A boy, her age, maybe a year older, two, maybe, at tops was wearing a too-large Misfits shirt and a very cute smile, and he had a small lip ring on the right side
of his bottom lip. He caught her attention instantly. There was a couple other boys, one who seemed to be very tall; he stood at least 6 feet tall, he had a "Pirates" shirt on, very pale blue eyes, and short brown hair. He had a rather cute smile as well. She looked over at what they were ginning about. It was a boy with a black mohawk, holding a skateboard, telling jokes. He looked over at Jenna, and she quickly looked away.
"Hey!" he called out. She looked back up, terrified. The tall boy and the boy wearing the Misfits shirt were looking over their shoulders, looking at who the boy with the mohawk was calling to. Jenna nodded to the boy with the mohawk. He waved her over to him, and she reluctantly walked toward them.
"Hey, you must be new," he said.
"Hi, uhmm, yeah. I just moved here over the summer," she replyed awkwardly. She started to twirl her hair, a habit of hers.
"Cool. I'm Smith," the boy with the mohawk introduced himself. "This is Adam," he gestured to the tall boy. Adam gave her a small wave, and Jenna did the same. "And this is Davey," he pointed to the cute boy in the large Misfits shirt.
"Hi," he greeted her. She said hello back.
"My name's Jenna." she introduced herself to the small group.
"Well, Jenna, would you like to join us for the very exciting Chemistry class that is about to take place?" Smith asked her.
She laughed a little, and agreed, taking a seat between Davey and Smith, Adam taking the last seat on the opposite side of Smith. They were sitting at one of the long tables with four stools. The late bell rang out, and of few of the late students scurried to their seats. Jenna looked over at Davey. She was suprised to see he was already looking at her. Davey turned his gaze back to Adam, who was talking about Meeting some guy named Jade at "The Tri" for lunch.
"Do you have 'A' or 'B' lunch. Jenna?" she looked up, startled that Adam was talking to her.
"Uhmm," she lamely said. "Hang on, let me get my schedule..." she dug around her messanger bag for the yellow peice of paper. "Ahh, 'B' lunch."
"Sweet! So do we!!" Smith exclaimed.
"You wanna sit with us at luch, Jenna?" Davey asked her, making her hair stand up on end. She softly nodded.
THWACK! All the students instantly wheeled around to look at the front of the class room. A tall, thin man had smacked his desk with a yard stick.
"I am Mr. Williams. I will be teaching your chemistry class this year....."
And that is how Jenna came to meet beautiful Davey, laid-back Adam, and crazy Smith. She had met Jade later on that day. She found out about A Fire Inside, and she became a guitar tech. She'd been with them since the very beginning.
"Hey, sweet heart?" Davey's horse voice broke her thoughts. She lifted her head off his shoulder.
"Hmm?"
"Do you want me to crash here?" he asked. "I can sleep in the guest room." She tilted her head and nodded.
"If you do not mind."
"Of course not, Jenna." He brushed her hair behind her ear and smiled at her affectionally.
She weakly returned the smile. He leaned forward and kissed her lightly on her forehead.
"Call if you need anything."
"Mkay," she answered, watching Davey exit the room. She turned of her lamp and flipped over onto her side. She fell asleep thinking about how it would feel laying in his strong arms.
Davey yawned and enter the small but cozy guest room. He slid off his socks and shoes, took out his rubber band in his hair, and laid on his back. He visualized him and Jenna kissing, huging, holding. And he thought about how it would be, making love to her. He was instantly aroused. He always was, when he thought about being intimate with her. He angrily flipped on to his stomache.
It will never happen. He thought. His eyes tearing up. He finally feel into a fitful sleep.

Funny things my friends have said. (In no particular order)

Sex-Related Things

•I haven't dropped my pants in front of anybody!
-Quin Hester (In responce to everyone disbelieving that he and I were NOT sexually active) *which we never were*
•I don't have a schedule, I'm on my own, I just blow, blow, blow.
-Meaghan Rozner
•Suck my left nut.
-Ashli Hamilton
•BOOBS!!
-Kayla Mincey (In response to my complaint that I do not have a nickname)
•I just say "suck it" that way people get a choise of what they get to suck.
-Meaghan Rozner 
•How does the condom break? Wait! Don't answer that!
-Amanda Wilde (In Worth the Wait Class)
•Devin would lay him in five seconds flat. *Devin raises eyebrows and nods*
-Meaghan Rozner (Talking about Marilyn Manson)
•My friend is obsessed with masturbation!
-SaraKay Lammons (Talking about me *which I am NOT!!*)
•If God kills a kitten everytime someone masturbates, then I just committed genoside on the cat race!
-Jordan Hester

Random Shit

•That's how my cookie rolls.
-Ashli Hamilton
•I have a fish.
-Sally Robinson
•You want me to punch it to make it feel better?
-Quin Hester (In response to my complaint of having cramps)
•You wouldn't have to cuss people out so much if you were nicer.
-Berklee King (In response to Laney Caudle's little fit in the band hall)
•I'm so good at what I do!! *drops her flag*
-Ashli Hamilton (Bragging about how good she is at color gaurd)
•I had a jawbreaker.
-Tina Templeton (In response to me asking what she had for dinner)
•Don't use my Jesus hat to hit people!
-Kayla Mincey
•I'm the white wolf, since I'm purest of heart and all that bullshit.
-Meaghan Rozner (Explaining her drawing)

Conversations

•(Talking to Sally on the phone)
-Sally: My knee hurts.
-Me: Want me to kiss it and make it feel better??
-Sally: Yes.
*silence*
-Sally: You have alotta kissin' to do. (She hurts herself alot)
-Me: Just tell me where.
-Sally: *giggling*
-Me: You're dirty!!

•(Shalan and I were in summer school)
-Me: *I reach for a piece of her tenders*
-Shalan: *Pulls her plate away* No, no, no, no, no.
-Me: *funny look* Dang! When sex goes bad!
-Random woman: *gives us a disgusted look*
-Shalan: *choking and laughing*

•(SaraKay spent the night over at my house)
-Me: *talks about the show we were watching*
-SaraKay: *randomly chokes on our tea*
-Me: *after SaraKay stopped choking* What was all that about?!
-SaraKay: I tryed to talk, breathe, swallow, and cough at the same time. It didn't work out.

Okay, I think that's all for now!! Hope this made you laugh!

You might want to know why I haven't been on in a few days. Well.... my mother had a second heart attack this weekend. The doctors say she has the second most damaged heart recorded in the hospital. EVER. She got out of the hospital today. She's laying in Glen's arms on the couch. (Glen's her boyfriend- we live with him.) I was with her when it happened and I had to call someone to get her to the hospital. Seeing as we were in a gas station in the "boundary of Temple" the dispatcher contacted Scott & White hospital (which was an hour away) instead of the local EMT (which was seriously 3 minutes away), which pissed me off. I feel weird, 'cause she says I saved her life, but all I did was sit in the middle of the store and cried. But, whatever. I just wanted to clue you in on my life.

 

Oh, and I also came to the realization that my ex-girlfriend does NOT want me back. Period.

Love you 4 ever,
Like you 4 always!
octoberxlove

MY COPUTER'S FIXED. So I'm back. So yeah..............................................

I am NOT completely back yet. :'[ I WILL be soon. I get on every so often when I can (friend's computers, public library's, ect.) I love you all, truely and sincerily (??), and I miss you. Extra love to:

Kristin
Shelly
Kris
Jenna
Annadee
Jeanie-beanie
Mia
Bumblebee

♥♥♥

(That was in NO particular order, just whoever popped into my mind first. ^^)

Love you 4 ever,
Like you 4 always!
octoberxlove

RECAP!!
1) Mariah & Gerard are engaged
2) Jean & Mikey are dating
3) Something's going on with Bob & Shelly but we haven't found out what yet.
4) Davey just proffessed his love to Kristin
5) I'm with Smith!!! =]
Same stuff. This--->*blah, blah, blah* Means it's someone else's point of view. Get it? Got it. Fabulous!! (gotcha!!)

*KRISTIN'S POINT OF VEIW!!*

"Or maybe it's because I love you!" Davey finished his ranting. He drooped his head. Tears mixed with his eyeliner and soon black streaks formed down his face. I slowly walked toward him. I moved his hair behind his ear. He raised his eyes to meet mine. He chest fell and rose heavily. I slid my hands behind his neck and pulled him to me. He wraped his hands around my waist. His lips found mine, and he kissed me hungrily. He licked my bottom lip, begging for enterance. I allowed it, and he explored my mouth. He pulled away, giving my bottom lip one last kiss. I opened my eyes slowly, in fear that it was a dream.

"I l-love you," he whispered quietly, somewhat timid. I placed my forehead on his.

"I love you, too, Davey. Very, very much." I pulled away in surprise at the now empty room. Davey looked too.

"Oh, wow. Did we really kiss THAT long?!" he asked awkwardly.

"I guess." I laughed slightly. "They proably just wanted to give us some privacy. October's like that." He nodded. He asked me if he could be excused for a moment while he called Jade to see where they were. I said yes, of course. I looked around back stage. I walked over to the front. It sure looks empty without 50,000 fans to fill it up. I thought.

"Kristin?" Davey's soft voice startled me out of my thoughts. I jumped a little as I looked over my shoulder.

"Sorry," he said, "didn't mean to scare you." I turned back around.

"No problem. Just thinking."

"About what?"

"How empty this stadium looks." He walked over to me and slid his arms around my stomache.

"It isn't completely empty." He said, nudging my neck with his nose. He laid soft, tender kisses on my neck. I tilted my head as to give him more romm to kiss. He ran his hand very slowly up my shirt to my breast. I rubbed his elbow and directed him on where to touch me. I let a soft moan escape my lips. He kissed my ear softly.

"There's a coach in the dressing room. Let's go," his breath danced across my ear. He took my hand and led the way. I smiled to myself. We reached the desired room and he took out the key for the door. He flipped on the dim lights. Bright enough to see, but still dim enough to have a little fun with it. He pulled me to the coach and I stadled him. He slid off my shirt, and continued to unfasten my bra. I was left completely exposed from the waist up. I returned the favor and pulled his shirt over his head.

"Oh," he moaned, "you have a beautiful body, sweetheart." He caressed my breasts with his hands, ran them behind my back, and teased me by running his tounge over my nipples.

"Oh, Davey..." I got off his lap, unzipped his jeans, and slid his erection into my mouth. I moved my tounge up and down in order to pleasure him. Which I was apperently doing a good job of.

"Oh, God! Kristin!" he screamed in pleasure. I grinned. I took off my underwear, and climbed on top of him. He gently penetrated me. His hands found my waist and he gripped on to me as I started to move. I placed my hands on his shoulder and tossed my head back. I bit my bottom lip so I could contain my screams. Davey didn't even bother. We climaxed and I finally had to let go. Davey's scream mixed with mine and filled the room. Davey's hands fell off my waist. His head was leaned against the top of the sofa. His eyes were closed, his face glistened with sweat, and his chest fell up and down violently. I softly pressed my lips to his. His hand raked through my hair. I pulled away.

"I love you so much." I said.

"I love you back." He smiled. "You're gorgeous." I grinned.

"Thank you."

"We should leave before the janitors get here."

"I'd hate to clean up this place!" I raised my eyebrows. He laughed lightly. We started to get dressed.

"Same here!"

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I'm probably not gonna be able to get on a whole bunch before long. I got in trouble because I'm behind on school work Blahhh. Anywho-dillidy-doo. *light bulb* I JUST HAD AN IDEA!!! Why don't you guys post a comment saying what you've been up to lately?? Smart, huh?? I love you all and hope all is well!!

Here's what I'm up to:

my best friend may be pregnant (she's only 16); the guy whom I am very much interested in kissed me on Staurday, NEVER asked me to be his girlfriend, and has completely ingnored me since; my grandmother had to put her dog to sleep; I have a talent show coming up; I just found out my ex (whom I still have strong feelings for) has a new girlfriend; *gasps for breath*, and I'm pretty sure I'm on the verge of a melt-down. :[

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My mama had a heart attack at 3 A.M. this morning. On the way there she went under cardiac arrest three times--she basically died three times. The doctors say she'll be alright, but she looks bad. It was the most horrible thing to see her hooked up to machines that keep her alive. I hated it. She's not coming home into the middle of next week. Well, that's it. Later.

Okay, here's what I have to say; thank you guys SO much for being there for me when I needed you the most. I love you all with all my heart. You've been there through think and thin, cryed with me, smiled with me. You've laughed with me, ranted and raved with me, and I hope I made a fraction of the impact you guys have made on me. I have no idea what I would do with out you. I love EACH and EVERY one of you, but thank you the most to the following people:

Kristin

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Jean

Kris

Kelly Ann

Shelly

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