Leah's Journal

Okay... so it's over...meaning...war...

Well, it's the weekend before Xmas break, school's finally out. Which basicly screws everything up between my mom, stepdad and I. You see, my family can never get along over breaks. If we don't go to school or work, everything gets off track. We can't spend the whole day together, or it'd be hell to pay and the whole house would come crashing down.

That's why I just rolled my eyes when my mom was sitting on the couch, steaming. My stepdad, Kyle, was gone to his brother's wedding, which only allowed blood-relatives. So my mother and I wern't invited. My mom was anrgy and offended by that. But that wasn't the only reason why she was angry. It was 1:30pm, and Kyle had said he would be back no later than 12 so we could go to Nashville Xmas shopping. Well it was past 12.

I sat on the couch, silent. I wasn't about to get my head bit off by saying anything.

At around 1:45, my mom got in the car and I flew in the car before she left me. She floored it all the way to Kyle's mom's house where the wedding was being held. Standing outside were all of Kyle's blood relatives and Kyle. The actual wedding was way over, they were just standing around talking and chit-chatting. My mom didn't stop. She kept driving and made a turn back towards our house.

She was blabbing the whole way back of how she was going to cuss him out when he got back home. Which she did.

The argument lasted for a long, long time. I had my headphones on, contently listening to "Fuel" and "Unforgiven II" by Metallica.

So we got in the car to go to Nashville and they argued half the way. Then we got there and there was a traffic jam. More arguement. Went to eat. Then went to Hot Topic.

My mom wanted me to get a skirt. What the hell? Since when do I wear a skirt? I saw this girl in Hot Topic with an industrial. She was the first person I had seen with an industrial besides DJ!! I was looking at the Band T's when my mom came running at me, with a HUGE Hot Topic bag.

"Here, take this bag, dont open it, it's your Xmas, now go."

She pushed me out of the store even though I was really looking at that Band-T.

Then, for her benifit, we went to Old Navy. They didn't have anything AT ALL. We went to a lot of other stores. Including one called, "VANS"!! I got a VANS cap and some checkerboard VANS shoes. The shoes I wasn't going to get until Xmas, but Kyle decided I should since he wanted one of his presents, haha. I bought the hat with my own money and wore it proudly the rest of the time.

Then I went into Spencers and saw this odd-looking machine. It said, "press here" so I did. It made a lot of weird music. So, I pressed it again. Then, I pressed another button.

ZzZzZzZzZTTTTT!!!!!

An eletric volt goes shooting up my arm. "AHH!" I yelped. My whole arm went numb for a second then the feeling came back. I had been eletricuted.

AWESOME.

I shocked myself several times when Kyle came over.

"Zap, Ow....Zap, Ow.....Zap, Ow..... HEY KYLE TOUCH THIS!" I said.

"NO WAY!" Kyle said, "I'm not retarded!! You're standing there being shocked and you want ME to touch it? I don't think so!!"

We walked around more and more stores. Finally we got really tired. We stopped at a Cookie-N-Coke store thing and got some stuff.

Then my mom sat down.

"What are you doing?" Kyle asked.

"Sitting down." said my mom.

"You can sit in the car, we're on our way leaving!"

"Kyle! I haven't sat down the whole time!"

"And you can sit in the car, because you ain't the one driving!"

My mom sprang up and cussed him out again, both of them walking way ahead of me. I pretented I wasn't with them.

We stepped outside, both of them were still arguing. I saw a group of people sitting in a corner. All of them were in black, with dyed hair and piercings. They look to be either seniors or freshly graduated.

That's gonna be us in a few years, I thought to myself, Freshly out of school, hanging around at the mall, with normal people walked by staring.

Maybe those seniors or freshly graduated kids would adopt me into their little clan, at least I'd get away from all that pointless arguing from mom and stepdad.

We got in the car and all was silent. We went to target. Then to Toys-R-Us, trying to find something for Yoni and Yasha. Didn't find anything.

Then I went home. Desiree was on the anwsering machine.

"Leah... it's Desiree... You have to call back as soon as possible! You won't beleive what Ciera has done now..."

Oh hell.

Posted by oddn_ends at 12:40 PM | Make my day

GUESS WHO I SEEN?

This made my day, yesterday.

It was the end of Band. I was looking down at my backpack, sorting though things. I was looking down at the ground, digging through my backpack. Suddenly, I saw a pair of converse shoes standing right beside my backpack. They where dark gray, with all kinds of band names on them, hand-written in marker. I had never seen those shoes before. Still I didn't even look up.

"LEEEEEAAAAAHHH!!!!" I heard somebody's voice squeal.

I looked up a little. Connected to the gray converse, there were skinny, black jeans. They had holes ripped in the knees, sort of pinned together by safely pins. The knees were skinny and pale, from what I seen from the rips. I looked up a little further. I saw a half-zipped, tight black jacket and a tight, black shirt. I looked up a little further. I saw a big grin, big brown eyes, long brown hair, pale skin and freckles. My eyes widened.

It was Taylor.

"TAY-TAY!!!!" I screamed, jumping into his open arms. I realized instantly that he was SOAKING WET from the rain outside. I didn't care. It was Taylor. After a long embace and a lot of laughing, Taylor ran off to hug and high-five some of his old buddies.

Everyone's eyes grew wide when they seen Taylor. He hugged Dez. Then Ciera (blah). Then Kyler. Kyler didn't know who he was at first (it had been months since they had seen each other) but as soon as Taylor ran up to Kyler and squeezed the living daylights out of the poor little 7th grader, Kyler instantly remembered and smiled.

I was writing down scales when all this hugging and high-fiving was going on. I had to memorize two more before I knew them all for Mid-State Band. Taylor was jumping around behind me, offering to teach me all 12 scales if I needed help. Then he ran around to the back of the band room, and played snare like he used to back in the good-old-days. Of course there are other percussionsts, but it's always fun to see Taylor's long, long brown hair swing when he beats those drums.

Taylor must've been hyper, because I have never heard him talk that much before. He blabbed on about everything that came to his mind. He wanted me to show him some of his old teacher's rooms, starting with Mr. Jones. We danced (haha) down the halls to Mr. Jone's room, and he wasn't there. Then, we lala'd around to Mrs. Cox's room, were he went inside and chatted with her. I was baffled about how much he really talked. I actually enjoyed it.

So we danced over to Mrs. Price's room, then we eventually danced back to the Band Room. I still had 45 minutes left until 4:15, when I had to leave. There was no one in the band room except Taylor, Kyler and I.

Taylor picked up Kyler and carried him about 5 steps then dropped him. Kyler rolled on the ground, and they both laughed at themselves. I chuckled at them under my breath as I tried to memorize scales. The two started wrestling, playfully. Kyler was winning, but only because Taylor was letting him.

Taylor is a scrawny, tall, pale, 15-year-old with long, stringly brown hair, wearing all black with holes in his jeans and worn out converse. Kyler is a short, medium sized 12-year-old with medium, light blonde hair with an extreme country-accent, wearing bright colors and Nike shoes. It's just something you don't see everyday.

"Hey Leah," Taylor said, letting Kyler pin him to the ground, "Do you know my secret?"

"SECRET?!" Kyler exclaimed, giving Taylor a playful punch in the rips.

"I don't know," I said, "I might know it. I might not..."

Taylor gently shoved little Kyler off him. He got up.

"What's the secret?" Kyler asked, grabing a hold of Taylor's ankle. Taylor dragged him across the floor as he walked.

"I can't tell you, Kyler," said Taylor, his voice becoming more serious.

"Why not?" Kyler asked, still holding tightly to Taylor's ankle to advoid being shaken off.

"Because," Taylor sighed, "You'd think differently of me, less of me, you'd probably not like me anymore..."

Taylor didn't try to shake Kyler off his ankle anymore. He just stood, looking at little Kyler... as if he felt sorry... and ashamed because he couldn't tell him.

Kyler must've understood this look, because he let go of Taylor's ankle.

"What is it?" I asked.

"I'll tell you, but Kyler can't hear," Taylor said.

"Aww, come on, Taylor!" Kyler exclaimed.

Taylor and I ignored Kyler.

Taylor unzipped his fitted, black jacket. His shirt had rips near the bottom. It showed small patches of his flat, pale stomach. He sat the jacket on a chair and sighed. Taylor and I walked to the back of the Band Room, where most of the percussion stuff was kept. Taylor leaned to whisper, but Kyler jumped between us before he got the first words out.

Tay and I playfully pushed Kyler away. Kyler started walking to the other side of the band room, grumbling, "Fine, y'all, I don't want to hear it AN-Y-WAYS!"

I had to giggle at Kyler. His high-pitched, little kid voice plus that country-accent was just so cute and funny.

Tay leaned in again. He whispered, "I'm bi."

I blinked. I had known that for about a month.

"I knew that." I said quietly.

"You did?!" Tay was in shock, "How did you know? Who told you?"

He questioned me a lot.

"Your online diary-blog thing," I said.

"Oh yeah!!" He exclaimed, "That thing! Hey, why don't you ever leave comments? Leave me some comments pleeeease!"

Kyler ran to me, "WHAT WAS IT? It's killing me not to know!!"

"I'm not telling you Kyler!" I said, playfully tackling him.

Taylor also joined in the tackle. We basicly rolled to the other end of the band room.

That made me feel pretty good. That Taylor would tell me such a secret as in being bisexual. He didn't even tell Kyler. Kyler probably won't know for a long time, at least until near the end of his 8th grade year, when he might understand. I just don't see how Kyler would react.

"You know who I never see anymore?" Taylor said suddenly, "DJ. I never see DJ anymore, I miss DJ, I never see DJ anymore!"

"Who's DJ?" Kyler asked.

We both inorged his question.

"He's still around,"I said.

"I never see him anymore!" Taylor exclaimed, then tackling Kyler and ticking him until he rolls to the ground.

"Do you ever see Nikki anymore?" Kyler said though giggles.

"Ehh, yeah." Taylor said, his face a bit disgusted, "She's.... I don't know... ever since we broke up she's just been... annoying. Very annoying.."

I was stunned that Taylor, so sweet as he is, would call someone annoying.

"Well ya know," said Kyler, getting up, "She is.. ya know, who she is. And you're... who you are. So, I wouldn't doubt that'd she be annoying to you."

Kyler was right, I was thinking. Nikki is a cheerleader. A team-spirit, preppy-type girl. Taylor is...rebellious and stuff. A social outcast to all except other social outcasts and band geeks. Nikki would snarl her lip to Taylor's pinned up, tight black jeans and all those black shirts and all those black everything... she would be disgusted at him being bisexual... so that's why he says she's annoying... they can't get along anymore because of their differences.

Taylor picked his his jacket and put it back on.

"Well, I'm gunna walk back home," Taylor said, "I'll see you guys later. I can't wait until we finally get back to school together. Then, I'd always be with y'all. Everyone you'd turn around, I'm gunna be there. I might annoy y'all, but oh well. Bye, I love you!!"

He opened his arms and walked towards me, we hugged for a while again, "I love you too Kyler!" Taylor exclaimed, squeezing his little buddy.

"Love ya, BYE!!!" I said.

"Byeeeeeeeee!!!" Kyler exclaimed, waving.

With a flip of his long, brown hair, Taylor walked out into the pouring rain. It seemed unreal. The sky was gray and dark. He stood outside the door for a few seconds, as if gazing into the darkness. He turned his face at Kyler and I though the door and smiled at us, his brown eyes sparkling. Then he walked to the left.

I looked at Kyler. Kyler look at me. Then we heard a tapping at the door. We looked up. It was Taylor, again, with his face pressed against the glass waving a final good-bye. His hair was soaked by then, and he looked like a scrawny, happy dog. Kyler and I giggled at this and waved. Taylor walked to the right this time, after giving us a few last waves and grins. It was true. Once we got together in school, he was always going to be right there.

I walked to the door and pressed my face against the glass. I looked to the right and watch him trott away. He's so skinny, I though to myself. And he was. How he wore his jeans a little tighter than most of the boys showed off his skinnyness, and how his hip bones stuck out. He had a girlish figure, except for the chest, of course. I watched as he disappeared into the darkness of the rain.

I turned around. Kyler was holding my French horn, looking at it. I rolled my eyes. I know how he likes to push the buttons. Even if he does play euphonium, he's still fasinated with the "rare" French horns. We don't have too many French horns in band, but euphoniums like Kyler are even more rare.

I played around with Kyler, tackled him and stuff, ticked him, and all that. It wasn't as much fun without Taylor, but I figured in a few years, when Kyler is a freshman, there's gonna be the 3 of us all over again, goofing around in the band room... It was nice of Tay to visit us.

Kyler left as soon as it was time for my lesson. I was out of breath, so the director let me easy and just told me to count rythems. Then I played a bit, did some scale work, and had a usual lesson. Then, I left the band room.

Posted by oddn_ends at 09:43 PM | Make my day

Haha...

Okay, today was weird. I added this chick named Amber and turns out Amber is Billy's online girlfriend, Maegan's, best friend!

*GASP*

I've been talking to Amber and Maegen like, all day. They keep asking me about Billy. Maegen is the one who is "going out" with Billy over MSN and such. She lives in Montana. (LOL) They are both really cool. Aha, Billy will probably flip when he finds out I am friends with his online girlfriend and her friend Amber. Hehe.

Yeah, it was me, Maegen, Amber, DJ, Dez and Megan talking and DJ accidently X'd out of the convy, and when Megan went to add DJ back in and she accidently added EVERYONE on her list. Like, everyone. Oh. My. God.

Maegan and Amber like, freaked out. Megan was like NOOOOO! Dez was like NOOOO! Two people I didn't know where like what? Carly was away. Altom was like what's going on? Drew was like "What...the...effin...sh**... I was resting... and all of a sudden beep beep beep beep like WTF..." It was crazy. Luckily, everyone left. But, my stepdad saw the F-word that Drew put and the F-word that Dez put in the utter confusion, and he'd bellowed, "BLOCK THEM!" as loud as he could never my shoulder. Wtf is he smoking?

Sheesh...anyways... Yeah. Haha it was chaos but everyone left the convy luckily.

Posted by oddn_ends at 09:36 PM | 2 Made me happy

Homosexuals Are Everywhere

Okay, I have come to this conclusion. Drew and Billy-- they're gay together. I'm almost for sure. I even convinced DJ and Dez that Drew and Billy are gay together. If they're not, they haven't admitted it yet, but I know they've done some *naughty* things together. Which, is making me laugh, because's is HILARIOUS.

It started when me, Dez and DJ were on the phone. DJ and I were talking normally and Dez was unusually quiet. When DJ asked what she was doing, she busted in laughter and said she had recorded the conversation. She played it back, and DJ was shocked at how his voice sounded.

"I sound like a retard!" DJ exclaimed, "Do I REALLY sound like that?"

Dez and I giggled a yes.

"Oh God, I sound stupid," DJ said, "Ugh, Justin thinks it's sexy. Do yall think my voice is sexy?"--he didn't give us enough time to anwser--"DON'T ANWSER THAT!" he yelled.

"Uh, we wasn't going to," Dez and I said.

"Well good," DJ said, "I don't need to know if I sound sexy to girls. I need to know from a homo guy if I'm sexy. That sounded kinda sextist. Well, yall know what I mean."

"Uh-huh," Dez and I said.

The three of us countiued talking (we where on the PHONE) when Billy logged in on MSN. Well, at least, I thought it was Billy. I was too lazy to walk across the room and click his name, since I was sorta watching the screen from the couch where I was sitting. But, oddly enough, I saw a conversation window blinking at the bottom of my screen. I wonder who said something. So, I got up.

It was Billy. I clicked it to see what it read.

"buety my ass yah whore. -_- "

Instantly, I knew something was weird. Billy uses PERFECT grammar. All the time. Capital letters, correct spellings. He would never say, "yah" or "buety". He never used signs like -_-. So, my eyebrow raised in confusion.

"3 guesses punki." it said next.

Billy would always spell out "three" and not but the number 3. He would never say punki. Again I knew something was odd. Obviously, he wanted me to have 3 guesses to who it was, or what was going on."

"You're drunk," I said, my best guess at the time.

"NO," it said, "ur stupid."

Okay, last straw. Billy doesn't say, "ur". That gave it away.

"IT'S DREW," I said quickly.

"Good one smart one. hush hush im fixing his comp."

"Yall are crazy..." I said, knowing for sure it was Drew then.

"oh and uh. quit hitting on me. it's creepy."

OH NO HE DIDN'T!!!

"I am SOOO NOT hitting on you!!!" I typed as fast as I could. I wonder where he could get that idea, he typed to ME first. But then again, it was Drew, so who knows.

"oooooooOOoooooohhhh. K. SURE. XD" he said.

The he logged out.

Hahahaha, Dez, DJ and I laughed at that!! Stupid stuff. Stupid them.

So it was Dez's idea to call Billy's Grandma's house and talk to Billy and him. It was 11:00pm when we called. I told DJ to ask for him and he agreed to. So, I 3-wayed him.

"Hello?" I heard Billy's voice say. Everything was silent.

I was gonna kill DJ.

"May we speak with Bill--" I said quickly.

"--This would be him," Billy said.

"DJ!!!!!" I screamed, because DJ was supposed to ask for him.

"I'm sorry Leah!" DJ exclaimed, "I got nervus! I was laughing to myself and I couldn't speak! Words would not come!"

"HAHAHAHAHA!" Dez was laughing.

"Shut up Desiree!" DJ and I both screamed.

"Say huh?" Billy said, "Wait, who's on the phone?"

"Leah, DJ and Dez," I said.

"IT'S LEAH, DJ AND DEZ!!" I heard Billy scream to someone.

"GIMMIE THE PHONE!" I could hear someone hollar. It was obviously Drew.

"BOO!!" Drew yelled once he got the phone.

"Boo, ya douchebag," DJ said.

Drew gasped, sarcasticly, and said very sarcasticly, "Oh, DJ, and I was just about to say how cool you were...."

"Yah, bitch, and you better gimmie that $17.99 for that choker I let you borrow that you never gave back!" DJ said.

Suddenly the phone was back at Billy, "Okay, we have come to this," Billy said, "Dez is extreamly annoying and is a bratty, winy baby. Leah is cool, but sometimes she repeats herself which can be annoying. DJ is a cool drag, and Drew only owes him $8, not $17.99."

"WHAT?!?" Dez, DJ and I screamed at the same time.

Then I saw Tiffany pop up on MSN.

"Hey...." she said, "Do you know if Drew Eckhart has MSN?"

How the hell... did she know... I was talking to them...? How did she know to ask me? I didn't know she knew that I knew Drew.

"Yeah," I typed back, flabbergasted, then gave her his addy.

"OMG I LOVE YOU THANKS!" Tiffany typed, "Is he on right now?"

"No," I typed, "Me, DJ, Dez, Billy and Drew on the phone."

"Oh ok," she typed, "And tell Billy I wanna talk to him when he gets though with his conversation, or get on MSN, cause it's not urgent or anything.

"Ok." I typed.

Weeeeeiiiiiirrrrdddd. I didn't ask.

"DJ," said Billy, "I wanna know something. Do you think I'm hot?"

"What?!" DJ exclaimed.

"I wanna know," said Billy, "I wanna know if you think I'm hot."

"What?!" DJ exclaimed again, "Why don't you ask the girls Leah and Dez?!"

"Oh, I know the chicks think I'm hot," said Billy, "I don't need to know if I'm hot from chicks. I wanna know from a homosexual guy if I'm hot."

"Uh, well, um, uh--" DJ stuttered.

"IT'S A YES OR NO ANWSER," Dez yelled, laughing. She loves throwing DJ on the spotlight about his homosexual-ness.

"It won't hurt my feelings or anything," Billy said, "I'm curious. So, DJ, do you?"

"Well uh okay yeah but you need to cut your hair." DJ said as fast as lightning.

"Say wha?" Billy said, "Yeah but I need to cut my hair? What's wrong with my hair?"

"Well, uh, you see, I dont like.. long hair." DJ said.

"Ok... I guess I can understand that," Billy said, "Well, my friends, I must go. Drew and I are going to go.... meditate. Yeah, meditate. So, uh... call in about 45 minutes so Drew and I can do it."

"O...k..." DJ, Dez and I said.

After he hung up, Dez and I busted in laughter.

"HE WANTS TO KNOW FROM A HOMOSEXUAL GUY IF HE'S HOT?" DJ yelled.

Wait hold up. At the beginning, DJ said he didn't want to know from chicks if his voice was sexy. Well Billy said he didn't need to know from chicks if he was hot. Hahaha, that's hilarious.

Billy and Drew, meditating? Haha, so that's what they call it these days.

So we waited until midnight to call them again. This time, DJ actually asked for him.

"SO, how was the meditating?" DJ asked.

"Well uh," said Billy, "Drew and I... haven't done it yet. Because uh, Tiffany called and yeah... But we're going to do it. This time don't call back. I will call you guys back at a... later time. Drew and I must meditate... now... and so, my friends, I will talk to you all later."

After he hung up, DJ exploded with things such as "What the hell?" and, "They are dirty fag homos" and "We all know they're NOT meditating." Dez exploded with, "Hahaha, that's so funny." and, "I don't wanna know what he meant by meditating." And I was just a mix of the two.

So, the three of us stayed on the phone until 1:30am before we finally hung up. With the conclusion, Billy and Drew are probably gay together.

Posted by oddn_ends at 12:28 PM | Make my day

Oh Geez.

Billy wants me to go with him and Drew to a Coffee Place near East Lincoln Street, near where Billy lives. He just invited me a few minutes ago, saying he'd forward the details to me later. I guess he's up here back in the state for Thanksgiving. Him and Drew must've planned this. Drew is so hot. Wait-- he cut his hair. Never mind. He looks like an elf. Great. I'm going to the coffee shop with a Pixie Elf and his pet, Goth Mushroom.

OH MY GOD DJ JUST TOLD ME CARA WORKS AT THE COFFEE PLACE OH MY GOD. DRAMA DRAMA THAT IS TOO MUCH DRAMA. I asked Billy if Cara worked there, and he said he didn't know. SO IT'S DREW'S IDEA, I BET HE WANTS TO GET HOOKED UP WITH CARA!

Well, this is how MY day started. I got online and I saw two people. Casey and Nathan. Okay, no one importiant... WAIT OMFG NATHAN!

I clicked him as fast as I could. He hasn't been online since mid-August. Our conversation began with talking about Thanksgiving and school. And of course, we talked about Band and their performance at the Middle Schools and such. Then he poped the question that made me boil.

"So, how's Ciera doing?"

I just told him that she was getting into things she shouldn't be getting into, which is true. He asked me what kind of things. I never really gave him a soild anwser. Then he really got me pissed.

"Well if at all possible, tell her that I still care about her."

Oh hell no.

*

So I've been talking to Nathan all day. Turns out he broke up with that Kristen chick after she started talking about marriage. Wow, usually Nathan is the deep one who talks about marriage. Such a surprise, but yeah, he broke up with her. He's desperate for a girlfriend again. Tiffany, of all people, is first on his list. Then Nikki, and then of course Ciera. But he says he's still unsure about her since he hasnt talked to her in a while. Damned right he hasn't talked to her in a while.

And it was really funny, because he like flipped when I brought up his birthday. He was like:

"Wow...you remembered... AWESOME!!!!! I feel so special "

His birthday is a week from tomorrow. 8 days. He'll be 15. w00t!

Posted by oddn_ends at 12:20 AM | Make my day