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I am sooooo sorry I havent updated in what? 2 weeks?

=O  it seemed like forever though!

I have been kind of busy though... I have to apply to 3 or 4 different High Schools by December 1st...

and I have to study and stuff, and I have been sick and crap.

Anyways, enoguh for excuse time, here is the chapter! I hope it Kind of makes up for the long wait....

OH! And I have a little ghost update at the end too!

Okay, really, here is the chapter =]

"Hopefully...," Bill said. He didn't even know that they pulled into a McDonalds. He heard Georg order and immediately his mood perked. Maybe today wasn't going to be a really bad day...

They got the McDonalds, and all ate silently in the car. It wasn't a comfortable... it was actually quite awkward. Georg pulled up in the driveway and everyone hopped out of the car. A pop was heard as everyone jumped.

"GOD DAMN IT!" Bill screamed. He looked down, and of course, his jacket button HAD to pop. "Damn it. Damn it. Damn it!" He picked up the button and cursed under his breath. "Am I really THAT fat?!"

"No...," Gustav tried to explain further but Bill cut him off in the middle of his bitch-fit.

"No. If I wasn't that fat, then the button wouldn't fucking pop off!"

"Bill? Is it so hard for you to remember that you have two BODIES inside of you? Of course you are gonna get bigger... not technically fatter. Same with Tom, but he has three," Georg tried to reason. Bill's arm was still extremely sore, and he remembered that once he tried to pick up the button.

"Damn it. What the fuck? Seriously?!" Bill huffed. Maybe today was not that good of a day after all...

Tom unlocked the door and let himself in as Georg and Gustav tried to calm down Bill. He definitely was not getting used to the fact that he was going to have to grow in some areas he didn't want to grow. He thought that he had finally gotten his body to perfect, and then these things have to come in and change that.

"It's because of all the McDonald's isn't it!? I'm going to have to stop eating that. I mean, seriously. So greasy and fatty and... ick!" Bill mumbled as Georg crouched down in front of him.

"It is just a button. We can go shopping tomorrow and get you a completely new jacket and some new accessories or whatever," Georg tried to reason. Bill just shrugged. There was really no way of stopping these things - - no not things, human... humanoids - - from growing.

"Yeah... I guess...," Bill sighed.

It was going to take some... a LOT of time to get Bill used to this fact...

Meanwhile, Tom was in the kitchen making a nice ice cream sundae. If he needed to gain weight, he might as well have what he likes to gain it. He loved his theories about weight gain... Eat what you want, and just pack it on. He silently laughed at that, and started munching on the ice cream as he relaxed on the couch.

Dog paws were heard running down the hallway.

"Oh no... no... GO AWAY!!" Tom said as he jumped off the couch in attempts to save his ice cream. His dog jumped up on his legs and licked around Tom's lips, as Tom put the ice cream container on a nearby shelf. "Off!" Tom said in the midst of laughing.

Bill walked in and started laughing at the display in front of him. How many times do you get to see a dog up on a person's legs kissing the human just to get a taste of ice cream? It was actually really hard not to laugh at that.

"Bill? Why are you laughing? Get your dog off of me!" Tom said as he tried not to laugh... or fall over.

"No."

"No?!" Tom screeched.

"Yes." Bill said, attempting to play a mind trick.

"Thank God!" Tom said, partially relieved. He waited a moment. "Aren't you going to come over here and help me?"

"No," Bill said, trying his best not to laugh.

"But you just said yes!" Tom complained.

"I said yes to the no," Bill said with a straight face.

"Yes to the no? That makes no sense, Bill!" Tom complained. More dog steps. "Damn it," Tom said as he finally fell onto the couch. Bill looked over him and just laughed. Bill walked over to the shelf, got the ice cream, walked past Tom, and went into his room as he was spooning it into his mouth.

"BILL!" Tom yelled through two dogs trying to get ice cream off of him.

"What?" Bill asked, as he turned around.

"Give me back my ice cream!" Tom complained.

"No," Bill laughed. This was working out perfectly. He turned back to start going down the hall.

"Give me back my ice cream," Tom growled this time.

"Oooooooh! I'm so scared!" Bill said. With that, Tom pushed his way through the two dogs and started to chase Bill down the hall. However, Bill got into his room first, and quickly closed the door and locked it. Tom banged on the door.

"GIVE ME BACK MY ICE CREAM!" Tom yelled through the door.

"No," Bill simply laughed as he sat on his bed, turned on the TV, and started eating. Tom finally huffed and walked away. Maybe, after all, today was going to be a good day....

Yeah.. short chapter. I'm sorry.

Anyways, stay tuned if you would like to hear about the ghost update... haha. XD

okay, so...

A few weeks ago *around beginning of September*, I was talking to one of my YouTube friends on MSN. *I AM NOT GIVING OUT NAMES OR ANYTHING... and if Tori says anything on here about who it is, she will have her ass kicked ;)* and she mentioned something about a ghost that lived in her house. By this point, I was freakinggg out. xD. Well, I was kind of able to contact my ghost/spirit and I talked to him just for a little bit. ><. I talked to the ghost living at her house over MSN.

OMG, they are sooooooo sweet. :D

Her ghost comes to visit me every school day during school hours, while the other always follows me around. The ghosts usually talk to one another a lot XD. I can sometimes see && hear her ghost, while with mine I can only see for a second and only hear him laugh. Weird, eh?

But yeah, they are sooooo sweet <3

Errrr... I was talking to my friend's ghost on MSN. And I put him on webcam. and ahhh. sooo much fun.

Haha.  They are soooo sweet though <3.

XD

No, I am not giving away names of my friend or of the ghosts. And no, I am not uploading pics or video of them >.>... I promised I wouldnt give away that stuff.

Anyways, does anyone else notice how in some interviews there are shadows that just randomly float around and how Bill isnt focused and is mouthing stuff to someone? Anybody? No? Only me...? O.o

Anyways *again*:

I need more entries to the banner contest <3

Anddd....... feel free to comment on either the chapter or on the ghost update. Haha.

Oh!!! And Tori was in a car accident. She was in the hospital... but is better now. Thank god she is okay.  It was actually a  big truck (18 wheeler?)/pick-up truck/bus accident .. she was in the bus.  I will post pics if she lets me XD.

Tschuss for now, Hope I update soon <3

Comment Bitte    they keep me wanting to write XD

Yesterday morning i was making my characters sketch figure, she's anime and i dont really know how to draw anime so i looked up how to draw anime girls..... big mistake there. I was clicking on links since i didnt know where to go..... apparently safe search on MSN is ... well ... not so safe LOL i clicked on this link right? all of a sudden i see SEX!! im like OH FUCK!! then im like clicking all over the page trying to exit out of the page. I finally did and gave up on the search then later that night i was just like sitting at my computer watching Broken Cyde's video called Freaxxx, then all of a sudden i think i wanna make a Animated picture from this video so i look up make your own ani gif pic from youtube videos.... thankfully there was no porn .... everytime i tried to open a window my computer couldnt find the page and ... well... i think i had a virus.... sooooo i went to bed thinking maybe it will resolve in the morning.... what were the chances of that noooone. I get woken up by my mom going, "HEY Hey! whats wrong with the computer!?" then im like the fuck if i know it just popped up on me like that too. Then shes like well im gonna see if i can fix it im like ok what the fuck ever.... sooo i got back to sleep and im tired from staying up at about almost 3 am in the morning.... 2 seconds later.... OK!! IM RESTORING YOUR COMPUTER!! is what i hear from the living room. Im like what the fuck ever man leave me alone.... so i go back to bed and then after i get up im like grabbing my note pad and then i grab a pen and write ON the note pad....

NOTE TO SELF:

DONT EVER LOOK UP HOW TO DRAW ANIME EVER AGAIN! 

NOTE TO SELF 2:

PORN BAD!!

ok so i can understand this kinda cuz he has a child on the way and his ex wifes roomate was texting him and you know his ex wife is pregnant with a little boy thats Josh's and he has a little girl with his Ex wife as well and he's a father who cares very much for his children you know. He probably got the text from his exwife's roommate and then thought i cant ignore it what if its something about my son (seeing as from what he told me his son is due in less than a month seeing as his exwife last time i heard was dilated 1 centimeter) or what if its something about my daughter. I mean hes had alot of dui stuff and all but hes always thought about his kids. heres the whole dealio below.

KTVB

KTVB

Police say a Nampa man smashed into this Boise Police car while text messaging on the Interstate.

BOISE - A Nampa man could be facing serious charges after he admitted to police he was texting before he crashed into the back of Boise Police car. The accident happened Saturday night on Interstate 84 near the Eagle exit.

Two officers pulled over a suspected DUI driver. The officers were outside of their cars with their emergency lights flashing. Police say Joshua Benney, 37, then drifted onto the shoulder and slammed into the back of their car.

"It very well could have killed someone. When you're talking about highway speeds, one of the most dangerous things we do as officers or as citizens on a daily basis, is operate a motor vehicle," said Sgt. Ted Snyder with the Boise Police Department.

Snyder said more officers die from traffic accidents every year than any other way.

"Every time I pull somebody over, every time I stop on the side of the freeway, it always runs through my mind. It's dangerous that somebody might do exactly what happened here and run into the back of my patrol car," said Snyder.

Police say Benney was sent to St. Luke's Meridian with minor injuries, none of the officers were injured.

Charges against Benney are still pending. Boise and Idaho State Police say Benney could be charged with reckless or inattentive driving. Each carry jail time and a large fine.

Currently in the State of Idaho, there are no laws on the books that prohibit a driver from texting or using a cell phone while driving.

Im just happy that my friend is still alive.

That night, Hayley spent her time beginning to pack, finding the old suitcase put away long ago by her mother. It has been forever since her family ever went on a trip. "Hayley?" Her mother asked, knocking against the open door. "What's going on?"

Hayley looked up from her neatly packed suitcase and stood up. "I'm kind of going off somewhere, just for three to four days I guess. That letter I got was from my friend, and she's invited me to her wedding."

"Well did she give you a plane ticket?" Her mother asked, hands on her hips.

"No. But I've got someone to fly me to there already, and it's for free. That saves us a ton of money."

Her mom nodded and sighed. "I'm kind of disappointed we won't be able to join you."

Hayley shrugged and continued to pack. "You know we're having a tough time now, mom. It would be such a waste of money buying plane tickets. Not that I don't want you to go, it's just-"

"I understand, Hayley," her mom announced, her hands in the air. "It's just it would be really great to go." Her mom paused and looked at her daughter packing for a while. "So where are you going, anyways?"

"Jamaica. Fun, right?"

Her mother nodded. "Yeah, really fun."

Hayley smiled and zipped her suitcase closed. "I'm leaving this Wednesday. I know today is only Sunday, but I want to be packed and ready by then."

"Same old Hayley," her mom replied. "Always ready early."

"Me? Early?" Hayley shook her head. "No way."

Her mother laughed and walked off into the kitchen. "Dinner will be ready in thirty minutes!" She called.

xoxoxo

Hayley spent the remainder of her days at work, or sitting in front of the computer at home, searching up Jamaican hotels. She texted and emailed Samantha that she would be able to go, and that she was more than excited to come to the party. Samantha didn't reply, but Hayley didn't mind because she knew how busy she was. She was planning a wedding, her own wedding, and Hayley definitely didn't want to get in the way of any of that. The day before Wednesday, Hayley dialed her pilot's number. He didn't answer at first, so she tried again. Her legs were unable to keep still, and she was very skittish. When the boy's voice finally answered, she felt some sort of relief. She was always doubting that this man really would keep his promise. "Hello?" He answered.

"Hi, this is Hayley, the girl you talked to a few days ago," she answered.

"Oh! Yes," the boy said, realizing the voice. "Tomorrow is your flight, don't worry. I've got it all set up. Just meet me at the address I will text you. It's sort of a private area, a parking spot for planes, so you might want to come early. I don't want to get caught."

Caught? Hayley wondered if this guy could be a fugitive. "Why would we be caught?" She questioned.

"My dad's just tight on security and everything. Don't worry, it's more my problem than it is yours. I'll alert the security that you'll be coming."

"Okay," Hayley agreed, a bit confused about the entire situation. "Are you sure we aren't breaking the law or anything?"

"I promise," the boy insisted. "Don't worry about it."

"Alright then, I'll see you tomorrow. What time?"

"Early, like 8 AM or something. Don't be late," the boy answered, stressing the last sentence.

"Uh huh," Hayley replied. "See you."

The boy quickly hung up and Hayley let out a small yip, biting her lip. She was too fired up. "I'm going to Jamaica, to Jamaica," she sang under her breath, shaking around in her seat.

xoxoxo

That Wednesday, Josh woke up way earlier than Hayley could ever wake up. He was excited too, and ready to take advantage of this opportunity. He rarely was able to fly a plane all by himself, and the only trips where he could fly one were those where the destination was only a few miles away. Taking this random girl on her quick trip to Jamaica could mean he could actually fly it back and forth, all him. The security guards greeted him at the gate with a nod, and Josh alerted them of the coming girl. "Why would you bring a girl in here, sir?" They inquired. Josh smiled back and shook his head. "No reason really," he answered. "I just want to do a good deed."

This was a special plane parking, since not too far from it was water. Around the area were a few large garages for the planes. All the planes parked here were used for water, and it was quite a nice area this was. It was also far from Manhattan, but that didn't bother Josh much. He loved getting away from the city once in a while, being in a place where all that surrounded him were a few distant hills and a large body of water that led into the ocean. The best part was the take off. It would start from a runway that led into the ocean, and up into the sky. Josh could already feel it. As he waited, time flew by. For what felt like the hundreth time today, he looked over his watch. It was already 8:15. Where in the world could this Hayley be?

Just as he thought that, a bright haired, hurried girl ran into the gates, briefly stopped by the secuity guards, but they let through. He watched as she hauled her many suitcases and still manage to keep her large sunglasses on her face. When she paused and stopped, pausing to look at him, he just stared back with a shaking head and look of disappointment. "We said 8 o' clock. Sharp. You are like, fifteen minutes late!"

"I'm sorry but I had to pack all this-"

"I can see that," Josh answered sternly. "Now come on, the plane is already set up for you."

"What plane?" Hayley asked.

"Out there! Now come on!" Josh hurried. Hayley huffed and frowned, mad he didn't even bother helping with her bags.

She followed him, her arms sore, and someone helped Hayley out with her bags. "Thank you," she said, stressing the words, looking over at Josh. He rolled his eyes and boarded the plane. Hayley stepped on, into the tight space, next to the pilot. Josh slipped on a headphone thing on his head and began to talk some sort of plane talk into it. He sounds like he knows what he's doing, Hayley thought. Hayley made herself comfortable and stayed quiet for a good thirty minutes, enjoying the clouds. "So it's your first time, isn't it?" Josh asked, holding a laugh. Hayley looked pretty tense. She nodded without even looking at him. Josh began to twist the plane sideways, shoving Hayley off to the side, grabbing a rail for her life. "Stop whatever you're doing!" She announced, annoyed. Josh laughed and turned the plane toward the other side, Hayley hyperventilating now. "I said stop!" She wailed. Josh couldn't help but continue to laugh, his face turning bright red. When the plane straightened itself and was normal, Hayley stared back at Josh with clenched fists.

"You..are getting on my last nerves!" She screamed angrily.

Josh just shook his head and replied with a charming smile.

"Ugh!" Hayley exclaimed, knowing he didn't really care what she said.

"You know I bet you treat everyone like this. You are the most annoying, conceited, diabolic person I-" 

"Now hold up," Josh interrupted, one hand in the air. "I am not."

"Yes you are!" Hayley shot back, her blood boiling. "Honestly, I told you to stop doing that whole left and right thing like, a million times."

"More like two times," Josh whispered behind clenched teeth.

"What was that?" Hayley asked angrily.

"Nothing," Josh replied calmly, looking away.

"Oh, no, no, no. I know you said something. Spit it out."

"I said that I said nothing. So shut it."

Hayley glared back at his face. "You know what? I hate you. There. I cannot wait until we get to Jamaica."

"Yeah, neither can I," Josh mumbled.

Hayley sighed. After another thirty minutes passed, she began to calm down. "Okay," she said, rolling her eyes. "What's your name again?"

"Why?" Josh shot back, still annoyed at her.

"Just tell me," Hayley said, her anger returning.

"Josh. Farro."

"Josh Fa-" Hayley paused. That name sparked something inside her, she just couldn't put her tongue on what. That name meant something to her. What was it? She began to sink into thought, but Josh's voice interrupted them.

"So what now? That all you going to ask?"

"I was trying to think," Hayley answered snobbishly. "Thanks for interrupting. Jerk." She crossed her arms.

"Jerk? Are you kidding? I was just trying to-"

"Shut up," Hayley said, putting a hand up. "Talk to the hand."

Josh sighed and rolled his eyes, not bothering to look over at her anymore. Slowly, he began to realize something was wrong with the plane. A flight was flashing red, and he got nervous. Hayley was still sitting there, ignoring him, her head held high.

"Uh.." Josh began, speaking into his headphone. "I think we have a problem."

"Problem?" Hayley asked, her attention caught. "Wait, you're joking."

The plane began to swivel to the left, and Josh started loosing control. "Mayday! Mayday!" Josh announced into his headphones.

"What the heck? You better not be joking!" Hayley answered, looking around.

"I'm not kidding!" Josh answered, his tension rising. "Mayday!" He called again, distressed.

Hayley gripped her seat and looked over at Josh. "Are we going to die?" She asked.

"If we don't land," Josh answered, sweating now. The plane moved in, and Hayley let out an ear piercing scream, along with a few mumbled words. Josh screamed along with her as the plane landed headfirst into the water. The two calmed down after a few seconds of realizing the plane was now floating against the water. Josh spotted land ahead, not too far from them. It was quick enough to swim to. "Ugh. Come on, we can't stay in here," Josh said. "What?! Are you kidding? Can't you call for help or something?" Hayley asked, shaking.

"Uh, if you haven't noticed, in the past few minutes I have been calling 'Mayday! Mayday!'"

Hayley blushed a little. "Oh, right," she answered.

"Yeah," Josh answered rudely.

Hayley frowned and stared at him. "I cannot believe I am stuck with you."

"Well honey, get used to it," Josh replied, heavy sarcasm in his voice. "Now come on. There's a hatch that leads out somewhere."

Quote of the Day: "I think animal testing is cruel. They get nervous and get all the answers wrong." - Stephen Fry.

I saw this on a wall at school, and it cracked me up.

Speaking of school, I just got out of an english exam. I wrote essays on The Scottish Play (Macbeth), Crash (it's a confusing movie) and love poetry. fun times. i also answered questions on unfamiliar text. i got out an hour early and i'd answered all the questions to the extent of my abilities. i think i finished early because i write fast. that's what i'm blaming it on anyway...

lol, i'm boring you with exam stuff, sorry darlings. 

i just found out this morning that my best friend cut herself because a guy that she likes hasn't talked to her in three days. i told her never to do it again and if she is feeling sad, she should talk to me. i'm not sure if i did the right thing though... also, another friend of mine is going through a rough patch because she just found out that a guy she likes (who is also my friend) likes her back, or tried to anyway. he has commitment issues, and the thing is, my friend didn't tell him that she liked him, so she's been acting like a bitch towards him cos she thinks he doesn't like her. complicated, i know. now they aren't talking to each other and they're both really good friends of mine, so i'm in a bit of a predicament. help please?

ugh, that sounds really ebay. teehee, ebay. my dad calls emos ebays, trying to be cool. my friends have picked it up and now we use it all the time. funny stuff.

Anyhoodle, must dash, i have to go reenergise on demon (the NZ version of monster).

 - Hugs, Alice.

ps. NUMBER 11 BUS!