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 Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 9:54 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 9:55 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 10:14 pm
Keep in mind, this was one of my FAVORITE chapters in the story so far. So enjoy!
Chapter 8
-Asia’s POV-
By the end of the day, we were relieved that this day, not to mention this week, was finally coming to a close and the weekend could finally be enjoyed. My faux red hair was glistening in the sun as I stretched my arms above me. Loud cracks could be heard.
“Ew Asia! I hate it when you crack your fingers!” Casey said, disgusted by my actions. I just rolled my eyes at the comment.
“You should be used to it by now. I’ve been doing since infancy.”
“Wow. Gifted,” Gerard said.
“Thanks,” I told him. Casey scoffed and walked forward, ignoring us.
“Okay, is it just me or is Casey being a real pain in the a**?” Jamia asked.
“Ditto,” Amira said.
“Yeah, she is.”
“I’m really starting to believe Sam,” Ray told us.
“Bipolar,” Matt said in a sing-song tone.
“Naw, it’s not that,” I told them all.
“Then what is it? I mean, come on, it’s got to be something!” Jamia said loudly. She was obviously getting more irritated with Casey as the seconds wore on. I had to admit, Casey was pissing me off too. This wasn’t like her at all.
“Look, why don’t Asia, Jamia, and I talk to her about it? Maybe she’s just going through… something right now,” Amira suggested. Everyone just grumbled a response. “Geez guys; don’t sound so enthusiastic.”
“Well, are you guys coming?” Casey asked, frustrated, to all of us. She was a good nine feet from us all. She looked pissed with every one of us and we had no idea why.
“Yeah, sure, fine,” Jamia told her, her hands clenching to fists. “Alright, why don’t the rest of you go to…Gerard’s house or something? Take a tour of it.”
“Yeah, okay.” Mikey found us at this point and was hanging close to Gerard. You could tell he was very anti-social. All of the guys in the group separated from us and began walking towards Gerard’s house. Once they were a suitable distance away, I turned to Jamia and Amira and signaled for them to follow me to my car. Casey rolled her eyes, muttered to herself, and led the way.
We made it to the parking lot and, as expected, Casey beat us to it. She tapped her left foot impatiently as the three of us walked to my car.
“It’s about ******** time,” Casey said, not even attempting to hide her contempt. Amira and Jamia could not suppress the glares that spread on their faces.
“We’ll go as slow as we ******** please,” Amira spat at her. She shot Casey daggers out of her light eyes. They darkened out of fury.
Casey scoffed. “Whatever,” she returned, and climbed into the backseat of the car.
“I’m not sitting back there with her,” Jamia said when her door closed.
“Well you’re not making me! I can’t stand her right now!”
“Well I can’t; I have to drive,” I told them and walked around the car to get in the driver’s side. I put on my tinted shades and looked out of the window. I couldn’t help but snicker when I noticed they were playing a rousing game of ‘Rock, Paper, Scissors’ to resolve their conflict. I saw Amira dance with satisfaction as Jamia grunted in defeat when the game was completed. They each climbed in their respective seats, Jamia in back and Amira in front, and finally I could start the car.
Conversation flowed freely among Amira, Jamia, and I, although Casey was being a b***h. She huffed and scoffed at nearly every comment we made about something. Especially when we got on the topic of the situation with the cheerleaders earlier.
“You know, you two don’t have to be a b***h to people. Just because you think you’re better than them, doesn’t mean you are!” Casey spat at us. Jamia and Amira turned in her direction, cold glares adorning their faces. I, on the other hand, couldn’t face her because I had to focus on the road ahead, couldn’t, so I instead gripped the steering wheel to the point where my knuckles lost all color. It was all I could do not to lose control and strangle her. What the hell was going on with her?
“And you don’t have to be a b***h just because you want to be one of them!” Jamia practically screamed at her. She remained a cool composure.
“I don’t have to take this from you.”
“Why?” I asked her. “What, do you think you’re better than us? You know what Casey. You’ve been off lately and it’s really starting to piss me off. You weren’t eating, you’ve developed a taste for pop music, and you walk around, swaying your a** like you think anyone gives a ********. Well I’m not taking it anymore of it! Get out of my ******** car before I toss you out the window! And believe me, you’re small enough to where you’ll fit!” I was yelling at this point and my hands were aching from the lack of circulation.
Casey looked appalled at my change in attitude. “Oh Casey, you look shocked. What, did you think that you could treat us like complete crap and not annoy us? Because if you did, you have another thing coming!” Casey just flipped me off.
That was the last straw for Jamia and Amira. Fists flew and obscenities were shouted. Casey yelped and groaned but the tension had reached its peak and they wouldn’t stop until all their rage was released. And I wasn’t planning on stopping them.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 11:04 pm
lol I like this one. But I wanna take a tour of Gerard's house too emo
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Gerard Way003 InThe Flesh
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 11:17 pm
Don't we all? His room looks cool, all dark and mysterious and stuff. =]
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 11:23 pm
Hardcore Mosher Don't we all? His room looks cool, all dark and mysterious and stuff. =]
69 Salter Place Bellville New Jersey 07109
(No I'm not a stalker!)
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Gerard Way003 InThe Flesh
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 1:39 pm
OMG...I siad the same thing about Gee's room when I was watching LOTMS on my PSP earlier. Ack...Casey is turning into a FREAK! -kills Casey's anorexic/bullemic a**-
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 6:38 pm
haha I like all the updates :]]]
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 8:17 pm
this is awesome!
but i just have one question, whats wrong with pop? i listen to pop sometimes >.<
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 8:38 pm
carrieXchaos this is awesome! but i just have one question, whats wrong with pop? i listen to pop sometimes >.<
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Gerard Way003 InThe Flesh
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 5:27 pm
gerardway003intheflesh carrieXchaos this is awesome! but i just have one question, whats wrong with pop? i listen to pop sometimes >.< yeh, but still. i like the beat lol
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 2:36 pm
carrieXchaos gerardway003intheflesh carrieXchaos this is awesome! but i just have one question, whats wrong with pop? i listen to pop sometimes >.< yeh, but still. i like the beat lol I have nothing against it, and neither do any of them. The only thing was that it had never been in her personality to listen to rap, R&B, or pop. So it was just very strange of her.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 4:51 pm
Hardcore Mosher carrieXchaos gerardway003intheflesh carrieXchaos this is awesome! but i just have one question, whats wrong with pop? i listen to pop sometimes >.< yeh, but still. i like the beat lol I have nothing against it, and neither do any of them. The only thing was that it had never been in her personality to listen to rap, R&B, or pop. So it was just very strange of her. ooooh, lol. i got it.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 4:59 pm
iv seen a friend change that this before, we use to be best friends but then she started to talk to me less and popular barbies more, i didnt say anything, just watched. before i knew it she was treating me like i was a piece of crap, not worthy of her time. it seems like she thought i was some scum below her! now she is the opposite of the girl i knew, shes one one the most popular girls in school. she wouldnt even give me eye comtact when i would wave or say hi, so i gave up. popularity is like a vacuum it can suck you up and not let you go. or maybe it will spit you out and leave you fornothing, left with the people you left. THAT might be worse than the vacuum. ha! so stay away from those popular kids, NEVER LET THEM TAKE YOU ALIVE.
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edit
today our eyes net in the hallway at school for maybe the 1st time in a year. i was way different as was she. i, boyish brown hair, black hoodie, skinny jeans, red fingerless gloves, head phones around my neck and worn down black slip ons. her, blondish-orangish hair, girly expensive top, huge hoops, a necklace with huge beads, jeans, high heals and a big purse, and a cell phone in hand.oh, how times have changed!
ok anger fueled speech over. lol
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 12:13 pm
Carrie that sucks, I feel really bad for you. I'd like, confront her and ask why she changed so much. MAKE her talk to you though, if she won't do it in public fine, just get her to talk to you.
Advice has been given.
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