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 Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 12:05 pm
Shall we dance?  Lovers dance when they're feeling in love.
Spotlight shining it's all about us.
Every heart in the room will melt.
This is a feeling I've never felt but, it's all about....
it's all about us.
Story A tale of friendship. Confusion. Love. Tragedy.
When you think of your friends I'm sure more than ninety percent of you would say you'd never anything to happen to them. Your only thought is to make sure they're okay. Well, in this tale three friends go through the jagged times of life. Their tears fall, their laughter will grow and burst at times, their hearts being pushed to their limits.
The tale takes place in a small town called Equinox, a small little town with a close community. Their beaches a wonderful attraction, said that anyone who touches the water will be given luck for that moment on. But unfortunately stories are just stories. The story takes place in the view of Dane Huntsman, a young man who's obsessed with computers and technology. Alongside the eyes of Zack Burrows, and pretty faced young man the same age as Dane whose life seems to be a bit worse under all the perfection coated exterior.
Their friend Donna whose fate was to be the most successful student at their school was given a reward for writing an essay that had been made a local sensation. Earning a full tuition to any college she wishes. Dane and Zack watching from a table, then begin arguing about some small conflict they had early.They eventually walk out to the school's hallways and their argument escalates, Dane accusing Zack of being a worthless husk who was good nothing other than charming girls. That's when Zack dropped the bomb that he was gay, making Dane and him sit in awkward silence, the two staring at each other. Just as Dane was about to say something the door bursts open. The principal tells them to hurry and get inside. Donna had just fallen on stage throwing up blood. Missing not only their speech but perhaps the last moment Donna was able to speak with such flowing words.
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 12:07 pm
● FUNNY ● SARCASTIC ● SMART ● LOYAL ●My Status is :: Test
I'm Chillin at :: Test
I'm having a bundle of fun :: TestTechnology! The main source of everyday life! How do you wash your clothes? TECHNOLOGY! How do you make pop tarts? TECHNOLOGY! How in god's name do I totally get my hair dry after a shower? TECHNOLOGY!!! Okay then, let's cut the chase I could list about twenty more things on how I should do something then scream technology in large capital letters. But nah, that's not what I'd prefer....or is it? Nah, of couse not. Anyway I'm a huge fanatic when it comes to technology, despite my appearance I know it can be like mistaking a pop star for bill gates. Though I doubt I fall in even a slight range of either of those categories.
As I was saying yes! I enjoy technology very much, by that I mean computers. I can modify anything a person can possibly imagine. Most people my age not even knowing how to adjust chips on the motherboard or clear unused storage on a hard drive. Quite sad in my thoughts, but I have a life on the pressure invention of the internet. Yes, I play games, not just any games! It's not like I'm playing World of Warcraft on a Lazyboy chair chowing down on a family size pack of Doritos. As tempting as that sounds, and how fun it could maybe be, I have a figure to watch. Back to the game thing, I enjoy writing. It seems to be the only thing that allows me to escape the reality of this stupid world. Okay maybe that's mean but reality can be so boring sometimes.
Speaking of reality, I happen to have a life outside of computers. Yes, other than hitting a computer repeatedly with a hammer like in the Sims I actually enjoy leaving the four sided space known as my room to outside places. It's called the bathroom, just kidding. Aw, okay that was bad but on a serious note I do enjoy skate boarding. Which is serious why? In fact it's the most fun activity in the world. My friends all skateboard, there are four of us. Why not just fill you in on who they all are? Well there's Matt, he's alright but can be a real a** sometimes. Then there's Zack he can be a bit, um let's be nice and say simple. But no joke he had to ask me if Ronald Reagan was that old guy from the insurance commercial. Then there's Donna, she's a knockout, and shreds a board better than any of us. But if you even look at her like your checking her out she will deck you to the floor.
My friends would have to be the people dearest to me, we all grew up together. Donna coming over when we were little we'd watch Scooby Doo and she would steal my Crayons. I tried to take them back but she'd just beat me up. To this day we still watch Scooby Doo and she still steals my Crayons. Only difference is this time, aw who am I kidding? She still beats me up. As for Matt and Zack I kinda met them at the same time. Matt would stand up for me in school whenever someone tried to hit me or call me names. While Zack...um, Zack was just the person I would hang with while we swang together on the swing set. Yes, I am aware swang is not a word, but it should be!
My parents are fairly okay I guess. My dad works at an office, no not the kind you see in the Sunday Comics with Dilbert. But the kind that, get this! Produce musical instruments! Pretty wicked right?! No, it's awful! We got a piano, let's just say my hands wanted me to chop them off so bad. I can not go a day without tapping my fingers on the table. I blame not my father but the cursed piano. The cursed instrument had it out for me the minute we exchanged master to instrument DNA.
As for my mom she is just the sweetest doll. She bakes cookies, and tucks me in, and- okay your not buying this at all. She owns a hair salon okay? Now it's not something I'm ashamed of or embarrassed about but I don't like the scent of being overpowering hair spray attacking my nostrils. If I had a nickel for every time I heard, "Just sit down and let me trim your bangs a little." Then to be restrained by customers while screamed like a girl while she took a buzzsaw to my head a shaved me bald. Okay it was an inch of my hair length and I did not like it. I didn't speak to her for a week, but when you give me a new mouse with blue polka dots on it, it's kinda hard not to forgive you.
Now my neighborhood is a neat little town, we have a um. Park yeah that's a nice place to go if you like seeing a p***s drawn awkwardly on the slides, seriously people knock it off children play there. Not to mention the series of phone numbers under the little castle thing. I can say Ben was not happy when he asked who it was and I responded "Is it true that when I call you ensure a 'good time'" Yeah, he had the phone on voice mail. My conscience was shattered along with my gut when I fell over and laughed until my face changed color. We also have a neat little Starbucks here. Though it's not as good as you think if it were up to me I would just slam my entire computer onto a table while drinking my coffee instead of making an attempt as a writer to idling sit in a chair with a petty laptop. But when I arrived at the Starbucks with the wagon of my TECHNOLOGY! Sorry, had to do it one more time. They looked at me as though I was trying to create Frankenstein's second to last ex-wife. So that place isn't that much of a good place for my computer but definitely neat to hang at.
Well there you have it, that's the very fraction I'm willing to share with you about my life. Don't go crazy from it because I'll guarantee you will grow the need to go to starbucks with a wagon of metallic goodies. They will call the army and you will be arrested. Well ttyl! Dane Huntsman, Offline.
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2011 12:14 pm
● CUTE ● CONCEITED ● PROTECTIVE ● POPULAR ●
I'm totally doing :: Test
I'm kicking back at :: Test
I'm having a killet time :: Test  Hey dude! My name's Zack! Well, at least that's what it says on my shirt's tag. Unlike my best friend Dane I'm not the smartest cookie in the bag of Chips O' Hoys but I'm kinda popular around the school. I've had more girlfriends than I can count and I'd by lying if I said I wasn't a little confident in my charming skills, most of the time I spend my days besides looking in the mirror. Ha! Just kidding, but really I like to do allot of things, photography being one of them!
What I was saying was, yeah photography! Now I mean real photography like capturing glimpses of images that seem to speak to me. Dane doesn't I don't have any talent when it comes to taking pictures. The only type of photography I'd be good at being modeling. That jerk, sometimes I wanna just, I dunno show him I more than what he thinks of me. I'm not a ditz I swear, I just um. Not very good with my vocabulary.
Now Dane does make a point on the contrary I do have a temp. job at a teenage modeling agency. It's not what you'd think, he gives me less credit than I deserve. I don't walk down a cat walk, or starve myself. I don't act like a stuck-up know-it-all, I'm an actual person. I like skateboarding. One of those few things that me and Dane have in common. We have another friend. Donna, she's really sweet but if you try flirting with her no doubt she'll have by your toes hanging from a tree. Besides skateboarding, the three of us are awesome at surfing, now Donna may shred at skateboarding but surfing is my sport! I can ride those waves like no big deal! Put's Dane's computer skill to shame it sure does. One time I had to fish him out when he nearly drowned. I refused to give him mouth to mouth, Donna seemed to have that covered.
My rents are fine I suppose, my mom works at Dane's mom's salon. She does the styling and stuff. I tried dying my hair brown once, I went over to Donna's house to hang out and she freaking judo flipped me! Didn't have the slightest idea as to who I was! So that little experiment was over by the time I was able to escape he stupid figure four leg lock. Damn, that girl isn't even on the wresting team!
Well then, I don't want to talk about my dad if you don't mind. Him and my mom are divorced and he's not the greatest person I like being around. He's an okay guy but I haven't seen him until a year a go. He works as a health physician at a hospital and always tries to buy my love with some stupid presents. I mostly just give my crap to Dane, he tends to go crazy for free i-pods. Then he becomes my slave, for maybe about five minutes then he gets all back to normal and is making me 'adjust his office chair to an appropriate level.' Hah! He's short. Anyway back to my dad, right, he's always trying to tell me what I can and can't do. Did you know he almost wanted me to give up my photography?! The nerve of that guy, you think I want to spend the rest of my life being oogled by girls [or guys, it's cool dude] until I reach that age where my hair stops growing and end up like some bald old guy. Now last time I checked male models aren't that popular.
Well there's a fraction of who I am, but I guess my story is about to unfold isn't it? Yeah, I said unfold, not, dis-folded. Take that Dane! I'm not that much of a ditz as you think I am, am I?! See ya laterz! Deuces!
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Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2011 6:09 pm
O T H E R xxxC H A R A C T E R S
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Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2011 6:28 pm
C H A P T E R 1 "What lies behind us, and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us."
~ by Ralph Waldo Emerson ~
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Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2011 8:48 pm
● FUNNY ● SARCASTIC ● SMART ● LOYAL ●My Status is :: Alright but Zack's being annoying.
I'm Chillin at :: My house.
I'm having a bundle of fun :: Getting ready with Zack.That's it he was finished, there was no way that he could be around that jerk for one more second. Thinking back now I wondered if it was really all that surprising. Zack was always like this, but I guess it was a bit more personal. Zack had decided to break up with a girl but not just anyone, no it was his cousin. He didn't care that they broke up but the fact Zack said he had no feelings what so ever for her in the first place pissed him off a little. If he didn't have feelings for her he shouldn't have dated her. Instead of just pulling her leg and breaking her heart. "Don't talk to me, and get out of my house." I said to him as he followed me inside my house. Kicking my shoes off as I retreated for my bedroom. Slipping his sandals off he decided to of course follow me once again. "Come on Dane I told her I was sorry." Zack whined, holding his bag of clothes we needed for Donna's award assembly in a few moments.
I rolled my eyes, I knew I was being difficult but what did I care if Zack was sorry. He took advantage of my cousin, that's all I seemed to care about. Otherwise sure he'd be off the hook, sighing as I took of my shirt digging around through my bag looking for my dress clothes. Zack watching a bit as he rolled his eyes, we weren't too shy about changing around each other, after all we had gym class together. If anything there wasn't much to talk about we knew what the other looked like, not to mention we're friends. I mean, were friends. Taking off the striped blue hoodie his navy Aeropostal graphic tee following it to the floor as he took his dress shirt unfolding it.
Pulling my dress shirt around my shoulders I began buttoning it, not noticing that I had skipped a button as I continued my argument with my blonde-haired acquaintance. "You were sorry? You broke your heart and you were never interested from the start. How is that good enough?" I demanded, his eyes feeling a bit defeated as I buttoned my shirt to the top. We finished up, I wore a blue dress shirt with dark black pants and Zack had a white shirt that had the same kinda black dress pants. I leaned against my desk, not realizing my wardrobe malfunction. Zack sitting on my bed, it's sheet covers a light blue and navy trim. Putting on my black socks as I slipped into my leather shoes. "What can I do to make it up to you?" He asked, he was good at this. Poking me into feeling bad and guilty. But it wasn't going to work this time, at least I hoped. I wanted something really nice maybe a new flash drive for my computer. Yeah okay it was never about my cousin, well maybe a little. It ticked me off until he brought up making it up to me.
I just shook my head and walked toward the door, turning the knob as I felt something take my hand. My body shivering a bit as I turned to Zack with an annoyed expression. I felt his hand touch my shirt and I initially felt my eyes widen, until I realized he was fixing my buttons. "Your so oblivious, you were actually going out like this?" He said, a slight grin on his face as he finished. At that I could feel my face turn red not in anger but embarrassment. Pushing him off before walking out the door. That jerk making me feel stupid. That ditz couldn't even remember his locker combination.
My eyes fixated on the exit of my house as I waited for my mom to drive us to the school. Watching her digging through her purse tapping my foot on the ground almost impatiently. The sooner I got to complain to Donna about all this the better. Sure as hell she'd give Zack a piece of her mind about 'taking advantage of a female's self-conscious personality' she always had a way with words. Ever since they were little it had been that way. "Come on mom, we need to hurry up and get to the school." I said, my mom looking at me as though I was saying it for the fiftieth time. Nonsense, I said it 10 times, I wasn't that annoying. "Hold your horses Dane, I'm coming. Come on you to, get going." She said, almost pushing us out the door. I'd prefer if she had just let Zack walk to the school, obvious I wasn't to content with having to be with him for another long period of time.
I got in the front seat, listening as I heard a door shut behind me. Zack's reflection caught in the view of the mirror. I turned to the window, I was sure my mom knew there was something going on between us and just decided to but out. Good, the last thing was to get lectured. My dad was helping out overtime at the office today, bummer I was looking forward to listening to his chit chat about printing files at dinner. Zack was pretty quiet, looking blankly out the window. His forehead pressed against the glass. For a moment I felt like apologizing, it was obvious I was torturing him but I just kept quiet.
The spectacular vehicle known as my mother's SUV finally positioned into a tightly cramped space between a pickup truck and a car that's name I had no idea as to what it was. Come to think of it, he sucked at any sort of recognition of cars. Laughing a bit mentally of course, laughing now might give Zack a reason into thinking he was off the hook. Retaining a slight content expression as I exited the vehicle. Not waiting for my mom or Zack to get out before walking into the school.
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 9:29 pm
● CUTE ● CONCEITED ● PROTECTIVE ● POPULAR ●
I'm totally doing :: alright I guess.
I'm kicking back at :: the school, with Dane. Going to see Donna.
I'm having a killer time :: trying to get Dane to hear me out. This was totally unfair! I shouldn't have dated his cousin, I knew it was a bad idea from the start but I guess I couldn't resist her pretty face. I think that's what it was that or I a really am as heartless as Dane says. Dane was already walking to the school there were quite allot of cars already, Donna's speech. I'm use to Dane being a jerk sometimes but I have my fair share of rainy days as well. Besides I guess I do enjoy rattling his cage a little bit. Opening the door to Dane's mom's SUV I hopped down and shut the door quite forcefully. I was starting to get a little mad Dane could have at least waited. Being mad was one thing but being rude was another. Maybe I should tell Donna, she'd give him such an ear full. Grinning to myself I briskly walked trying to catch up to Dane. We were already in the school duct tape arrows leading the way to the auditorium. Nice If I could guess any better I'd think I were in elementary school for parent teacher conferences.
"Dane! Dane wait up!" I called out, but he wasn't slowing down. I frowned stopping in the hallway before running a hand through my hair. That's it, I began running I had no idea what I was doing but I was sure as hell going to end this little argument we were having. He looked over his shoulder and seemed surprised he started to run, well kind of. He wasn't exactly the most athletic person it was more like an awkward looking jog but he was near the auditorium doors and retreated inside. I knew I could yell at him inside not with all the people that were in there. They'd stare and it'd get awkward really fast. Opening the large rectangular door I looked inside the auditorium.
I could see him, he was sitting next to his dad at a table not to far from were I was. I was breathing a bit fast from running, when he saw me he stuck his tongue out mockingly. Oh god was he in for it. I grinned and backed up he wasn't sure what I was doing but by the time I walked out his eyes were wide enough for me to guess that he had an idea of what I was about to do. I walked a bit faster, at the end of the hallway the auditorium door was there was a black door, Donna was in there probably rehearsing or something. I was halfway down the hallway before he could hear the auditorium door swing open. Dane's mother had just arrived to the entrance and seeing Dane exit so quickly made her scold him. I grinned maybe laughed a little as I continued. He finished up and apologized and started after me again. Now he wanted to talk, well it was a little late for that now wasn't it? "Hey! Hey Zack! Don't-even think about it." I heard him say. Turning around I was just outside the door, I waited for him to catch up before we were just face to face with each other. We stared at each other for a bit it was like one of those cowboy stand-offs in those old Western movies.
With one jolt I went for the door handle which was more of a metal rod that needed to be pushed to open. Dane went for it too we were both trying to get in at the same time. Though without thinking we both pushed at the same time and we went flying through the door. On the floor of the black and quite hard surface of the floor. We both groaned my head pulsed with pain, looking up we both froze in fear. Donna's back was to us all we could see was her bra and panties. This-was-not-good. From the sudden entrance she jumped quite a bit turned around with a jerking motion and made a slight scream I was pretty sure a few table in the front row could hear. The door shut behind us and me and Dane both looked at each other learning that we were so dead.
Donna put on her dress, she wasn't as bugged knowing it was us. Hell the three of us have known each other so long we didn't have much nervousness knowing the other saw us partially naked. But Donna was a lady which meant the rules didn't apply fully to her. In other words she was still pissed, "What the hell?! What are you two doing?" She scolded us we cowered against the door our 'tails between our legs' the saying might say. We both burst into a battle of stating our case trying to get out of a beating by throwing the other under the bus. Dane mentioned my breakup with his cousin while I overlapped his voice with my stating of how Dane was acting unfair and cold just to mess with me. Donna obviously didn't want hear it raising her arms and covering her ears she scolded us again. "Shutup! I don't care! ... Look, Dane! Zack didn't break up with you so get the hell over yourself. Jeezus Christ." She crossed her arms irritated but deciding to end out conflict. Dane frowned I laughed which was already a mistake, "Oh shutup Zack, stop being a whore and smacking lips with every girl in schools. I can't go into the bathroom without hearing someone crying about you." She directed her anger on me as well. At this point we were both pretty much put in out place, it sounded harsh and a little mean but yeah she was right. Sighing Donna smiled lightly, "Come on you two, get up." She said extending us her hands and helping us both to our feet. Dane and I looked at each other for a few but looked away we were both obviously pouting over the other. Donna lunged forward and put us both in a head lock. "Now, tell each other your sorry." She ordered, Dane flailed making a scream combined with laughter. I did the same, we both looked at each other awkwardly slouched and forced to look at each other.
I extended my hand, Donna's arm choking me as I made out a, "I'm sorry" I muffled out, Dane looked at the floor. He wasn't talking Donna began tightening her grip on his neck. "Dane." She waited until he finally cracked, "Okay-okay! I'm sorry. Just let me go my vocal chords are about to burst." He begged, Donna grinned and let us both go, clapping her hands a few hands. Walking a few steps forward she looked at us both. "This night is a big deal for me you guys, It would mean allot if you'd both be on your best behavior. Donna spoke, smiling lightly. We frowned a little looking back at the ground, she ran over hugging us both, resting her chin on out shoulders. "I love you guys. Now, peep on me again and I won't be as nice." She said, a dude in a black uniform walked in from a door that lead to the curtain Donna would be walking to podium from. "Donna, you up." He said, Donna nodded and looked at us both. "Well go on now, I want to see you two out there. Wish me luck." She said smiling excitedly. She followed the man out. We both wished her luck and exited her dressing room.
We walked slowly back to the auditorium it was kind of awkward our conflict was over but Dane still seemed hung up over something. I deccided not to talk more about it, but Dane, well yeah he did. "Zack. Wait. C-can you at least tell me why. Why did you break up with her?" He asked, we both stopped in the hall and avoided eye contact. It wasn't exactly something I wanted to talk about, "Well, it's kinda complicated." I said, that was a transparent way of me telling him to mind his own business and he picked up on that. He walked forward and I took a step back, he was getting angry. Dane was much shorter than me but when he was angry I knew he could snap. "Your not answering me! Why?! Why did you hurt her?!" He demanded to know, he pushed me against the wall and I felt myself grow a bit nervous. This was getting bad, it wasn't like I could tell him. I wanted to but- "Is this some kind of game to you?! Did you do this on purpose?" He asked me, that was a bit of a harsh accusation. "N-no! Dane that's not it I swear!" I panicked defending myself. He took me by my collar, "Why then?! Tell me! "I can't! "Why?!" "Dane!" "Tell me!" "Because I'm gay!"
(( My god it's been forever since I wrote in my stories @-@ Woo I love Zack and Dane. ~♥ Donna is awesome XD ))
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