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| 05:19pm 05/01/2003 |
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Honotarta is a pain. She's cool and all, but Dracobella is much cooler.
I am getting fed up with the way Hono has started to wander off every now and again, and then not return. I mean I thought Draco B was a pain, but she's not. I got them mixed I think . Draco B is great, and Hono T is a pain in the arse. Really, she is. I'm going to order her to swap rooms with Draco B. |
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| 11:18pm 15/12/2002 |
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Today, we all went on a little journey. Well Felicy, Hono, Draco and I did.
goddess, calling DracoBella Draco makes her seem so male...but she's so girly.... *shakes head* oh well...
Yes, we went on a journey to the rainbow fountain, with an early gift from Katti.
A Christmas Paintbrush. Felicitina is now officially, as we all knew anyway, an angel.
And she is gorgeous. White, with wings like an angels, silky smooth fur that makes you just want to touch it and purr....
Almost makes me jealous. Almost, coz I look great as a Zen Acara.
Poor Draco and Hono feel left out still, though....
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| Anti Christmas, what's that all about? |
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| 11:41am 14/12/2002 |
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I'm in a better mood today. Quatringa's right! We just need a break. I mean, Poor Donna's in need of sympathy, not me feeling ungracious about Enmity.
As for Wyndie and Rince, good luck and all. Anyway.
Katti's stuck us in the hotel again, but only, she says, while she re furnishes the house a bit. She says she wants to make it look great, not just good... and have room and furniture for everyone. I think it's rather sweet of her - she said we can all come home for Christmas day, have a few people over if we want, not that I think they'll want to come over on Christmas day.
If you want to drop in, you know, do! We'll be having celebrations all day, late into he morning. JeLe says he might even bring some kind of drink- not alcoholic, but nearly alcoholic.. .I don't trust him though. Felicitina's been really sweet to me recently, I think she's after the knowledge of her Christmas present. I know what Katti's getting her, hopefully. A Christmas paintbrush - she wants to have wings, and as a faerie paintbrush is too expensive, she's said she'd like to be an angel... perfect, really, as she is...
Hono and Draco though, are the only ones without paint. I feel a bit sorry for them - it's a great feeling, knowing that someone cares enough to paint you a color you'd love to be...
Ah well, in case I don't write again soon enough, merry Christmas y'all, and to y'all , ,a good night! |
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| War, what's it really good for? |
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| 11:13pm 08/12/2002 |
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*sigh* Katti keeps egging me on to join in the war... or rather did. She's backed off a bit, since she said it was ok if I were a pacifist. That's not it though. I just can't be bothered. I'm loosing the plot.
I miss everything... Hono and I are just bored out of our brains. I can't think of any new lyrics, I can't even remember how to play a guitar anymore. I just feel like if I died, nobody would care....
Guys...
I think Enmity is over. I don't think it's possible to continue. As much of a git as Grant was, he was right. We need a manager. I can't do it, I'm useless. Katti has told me to basically go jump, and the others seem to think I'm not even there anymore.
Maybe I should just crawl home and die.
We don't rehearse, everyone's too busy. I mean, maybe I'm just being pessimistic, but since our last quick rehearsal, we've all gone on to other things. or at least, everyone else has..... maybe I'm holding onto a dream that's not really there. *laughs cynically* Maybe Hono and I should become a duet.... |
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| 04:53pm 07/12/2002 |
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I can't talk long, as Katti is rushing about, (or rather, her father is) about work, yelling at me to get out the way.
Just a point that Carisha brought up- how we say our names...
How do you guys say my name? |
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| Yay Suisei! |
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| 09:22pm 13/11/2002 |
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Katti has painted Nami a beautiful halloween colour, like a flying vampire kougra. He's gorgeous.... if he weren't my brother i'd fall for him!
nothing recently has been happeneing. I'm going to try arranging some kind of Rehearsal on Sunday, if you want to attend, guys, it might be helpful! If not, I'll jam on my own. Katti says the other house we have, the one Hono and DracoBella are meant to live in ( they live with us) can be our rehearsal place, you know? That way we don't have to pay out!
Any way, i'd love to talk more, but this crummy hotel makes us pay extra for these privileges, and I'm only able to use it cause Hono can hack into it... hehe.... |
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| 08:43pm 05/11/2002 |
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Yeah, right.
Hono and I have been wandering about, trying to convince Nami that Katti entered him
into the BC as a joke, and the problem is, he seems to believe it, poor dude.
Soooo we're trying to make him feel better- go on, vote
Nami, you know you want to! It's not often I do nice things for my bros or sisters, so you know, make my effort worth it?
http://www.neopets.com/beauty/details.phtml?pet=NamiPyralis</p>
The problem is, Katti had to resize it, so you know, he looks TINY and
cruddy.
Annyhow! Latest update - DracoBella. She's this little sweetie that Katti
created for Hono to have a s a proper live in sister, apparently. Goddess,
Katti's gone mental. She says its all to do with Draco from Harry
Potter... I have no, or rather, little idea what she's on about.
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| 03:47pm 30/10/2002 |
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Hono is odd. She really is. Katti came over to the lodge last night, to explain,in no uncertain terms that we would be staying there a lot longer than anticipated. Mainly due to the fact she couldn't cope with us giving her hell at the moment.
I decided to let it lie. I was enjoying being around Hono... she's extremely odd, has a strange obsession with Mischief. I think she's got one of those, sweet, adorable faces, yet is generally a pain in the butt if you don't know her- which, luckily enough, I do. Felicy and JeLe have kept out of her way, Nami has generally kept out of everyone's way...
I of course, immediately had to find out about her. After all, she's my half sister. So I spoke to her, talked to her... found out that she's a big follower of Garbage and other things... that I like, such as Placebo... its very cool. Anyhow, I have to run now, Katti has come for a visit... |
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| 11:15pm 24/10/2002 |
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I hate her again! I mean, she's ok for a while, but then she sticks us back in that dump!
Once again, I'm in the Neolodge. A Cheap one, too. Because there's four of us now.
Or so I thought.
Only Katti wasn't being completely honest with us.
I mean, being evil, and putting us in this dump was one thing. Now I've learnt something new, and scary.
Hm. This story isn't making much sense. I better start at the beginning.
Katti appeared a few days ago at our house and said "Holiday time!"
Nami, as much as I love him, is an idiot, and immediately jumped up, happily running around. I however groaned, as did Felicy. "Not again.... Katti, why? "
"I've too much work to do, and not enough time. I don't want to uh, ... neglect you."
"Chill guys, it'll be fun." JeLe has to say that to everything, doesn't he? I mean, really!
" But Katti, you always do this! What's the difference this time?" Katti shrugged, and slowly, after much confused packing, we were traipsing up the hill to The Neopian CockRoach Towers.
"No. NO NONO!" I yelled, as soon as I saw the place! I mean, hallo, I'm a rock star yes, but even a rock star needs a little comfort!
"Hallo Chick, what's goings?"
"What?" Katti asked, confused.
" Who's ya booking?"
"Oh, Martin, Katti." The Meerca glanced at his (almost empty) booking sheet and nodded.
"5 Rooms, ya?" I frowned. Normally there were three. One each. Katti just nodded, took us to our rooms, and then we all crowded into the main living room. There, sitting on the sofa (a gross yellow one at that, in a pink room… Mr Blobby eat your heart out) was a Green Wocky. Katti smiled at her, and I raised an eyebrow.
" Katti… first you put us in here, now your trying to make friends for me? What's wrong with Wyndie and Donna? And Rince?" Katti shook her head and hugged the Green Wocky.
"No, Silly…this is Honotarta."
Honotarta smiled at us, and I eyed her warily. " So?"
"Hey, you must be Thilly, you can call me Hono." Unlikely, I thought, I'd more likely call you Tart. "And you must Felicy, nice to meet you… and you are JeLe, I guess, and…" she tilted her head as Nami jumped at her playfully. " You must be Nami! Katti's told me so much about you!"
"She's said nothing about you." I replied, spitefully. She blinked at the venom in my voice, and glanced up at Katti, who looked highly uneasy. I smirked at her. " Why haven't you told us about her, Katti, and WHO IS SHE?"
"She's your sister! Half Sister, much like Felicitina. Deal with it! For goddess sake!"
"Why are we only meeting her now?"
"She's the same age as Nami, isn't she?"
"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL THEM ABOUT ME???????" The shrill voice spoke over all of our ramblings, even mine, and I watched as she growled, angrily, screaming at Katti in a most annoyed manner. " YOU BITCH!" I had to admit, my view of her rapidly increased. "You said you'd tell them, I hate you, how could you lie like that?"
"Get used to it." I muttered, and she glanced at me. Probably not the best thing to say, I realised, but it was too late. Suddenly, she smirked at me, and turned to Katti. " You are so wrong about what you said. Thilly's right. She's right about everything. You idiot. She's not a little annoying brat, she's perfectly right! And I prefer her to the others already. Idiot." She glanced at me, and smiled, then stormed off to her room.
So I have a half sister. Again.
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| NamiPyralis, JeLe and Felicy... |
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| 04:02pm 12/10/2002 |
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Katti has lost it. She's gone round the twist, and mentally unstable.
After deciding Felicy was enough, 2 years ago, she said no more. She can't afford to look after another one of us, she said.
JeLe was the only male, though, she thought this a little unfair. A little unfair. This is the entire basis of her decision.
Thus NamiPyralis is our new baby brother. And he's sweet as hell, shy, and slightly amusing to watch - he's a kougra - because he's constantly playing with his pet Leopard. ... who was yet another addition to our family!
Now we are a BIG family. We can't get any bigger!
And just a run down for those who don't know about my family:
- Me (eldest, coolest, most aggressive - Katti , Acara chick) and my pet baby vampire Vamphilda.
- JeanLeon ( eldest male ...Lazy lupe dude who constantly falls in
love with Wyndie...) and Spankie the Spyder...
- Felicitina ( youngest female...Zafara ... quiet yet beginning to be a
little more outgoing, and very Private) and Fluffiebelle the Angelpuss...
- NamiPyralis (youngest, adorable, playful, shy and yet dangerous- has this
idea that latching onto me is the best thing in life... Kougra ) and Leopard
the Spotted Gruslan.
So now my house has a floor for the males and our petpets, and Felicy and I
each have our own floor. Katti says Nami has to share a floor with JeLe because
he'll teach him loads of thing... it makes me worry!
I know she's saving up to make him Halloween, because she says though he
looks sweet now, he'll look better if he looks like that. *shrugs*
Anyway, I've not had much time for Enmity recently, I think we've all felt
this way, so, though I don't want us to break UP, I think we should have a miniature
break. You know, get our acts together (Katti says that... I dunno if it means
what I want it to...) and then come back all refreshed. I don't mind going away
on holiday on either cabin or cruise, just say the words, ya know?
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| 09:11pm 06/10/2002 |
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One step closer to the
end
I've got my life amended
Just a few moves
and
Then I'll win the game
You
think you're winning
but I can see
You're
not defending your queen
and soon she'll fall
straight
into my hands
You may be a king,
I'm just a pawn
In your game of chess
What a mess
I'm hiding my true figure...
Chase
me round
Push me to the edge
Like a caterpillar
I evolve into a
Queen
How serene...
The
game is over,
Make it so,
In 1 move i
can make you
go
Do I play a little longer,
Make you sweat your mind...
Are
you a King or
a jester?
Are you a King or
a pawn?
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| 12:11pm 30/09/2002 |
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*bounces around ecstatically*
Katti found us a carnival to go to!!!!!!!!!
I invited Wyndie and Rince over last night,then this morning, we all left for the Lost Desert! After a lot of travelling, driving, singing (badly, in some cases, eh Rince?) and of course, eating, we finally arrived, ready to have some fun, play and generally, as my human puts it "doss"!
First we all played on the hoopla type stalls, where Rince won a yellow poogle plushie, said it looked evil and gave it to me (????), then with a little convincing, we went on the roller coaster, (luckily, we hadn't eaten too much, or I'd have barfed...)
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| 04:54pm 28/09/2002 |
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Is there any point of me getting up anymore?
Enmity has come to a stand still, as Donna's off on holiday, and we can't really practice without her. So Wyndie and I have been hanging out and chatting, talking about life, but mainly about Enmity. Stars, Wyndie's human, seems to have got an idea about creating a web site for our band! Katti, of course, says that it's a great idea, but is not very helpful when it comes down to it *prods human, who in return drops her heavy sociology book right next her foot* Silly Human.
I'm getting bored, you see. I've nothing interesting in my life, no job, nothing major to take my interest. To me, Enmity is my life, and I know Donna's had thoughts of leaving, and I guess I understand that, and Wyndie's got her friends... Rince... I'm never sure about Rince. He's cool, but every now and again he seems , I don't know, out of it. Like he has something much more interesting that he's pondering. Sometimes I'd just like to understand what's going on in his mind...
Katti has just suggested something really Bizarre. Ignore her if she mentions it. She's wrong. I don't fancy Rince. Sorry Rince, I mean, hey you're great and all, but, you're just to... JeLe like for me.
She also suggested something less bonkers.
A trip to a cabin. Yes a cabin. No, I don't know where she gets these ideas from - too much television. She says that we're not bonding enough to be a good group. How exactly she'd know, I don't know, but I kinda would like to go and stay with them for a week, get used to them. You know, get to know some of those things you learn when you're all ... drunk. but not drunk.... Ohhhhhh. I don't want to explain it, but Rince,Wyndie, what's' your thoughts? Want to come to the Cabin with me? Don't worry, JeLe and Felicy will stay at home. I'll invite Donna, when she returns...
Anyway, enough about ideas. Lets talk bout the latest news of my life: Oh wait, I just said, didn't I? there is none. Goddess, I need something interesting to inspire me... |
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| 09:15pm 20/09/2002 |
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Today, we charged our way into the rehearsal hall, my body ready to put up with Grant if need be, only to find him not there. Which, in my opinion was a blessing. Donna wasn't so sure, and Wyndie was amused. Rince seemed like he didn't mind.
We got to the stage, got up onto the stage, started to launch into one of Wyndie's songs, and suddenly there was this creak. Well, I heard it. So I stopped playing, cocked my head and waited. There it was again. Creak. With what seemed like only a few seconds, I yelled "BAIL!!!!" loudly, grabbing Wyndie and Donna, pushing Rince off the stage. As we fell into a heap on the floor, the stage fell inwards.
I sighed. "No wonder this place is so cheap, eh?" I said, getting up off of Rince, blushing a little. Hey, come off it, I'm still female here!
Donna seemed a little side tracked, and Wyndie seemed angry, thus I decided we should break it up. Have a break, in the non literal sense. I took them all out to the coffee shop, my treat. Katti gave me some money the other day, telling me that I needed to spend time out with my friends....
Rince was a little distant, laid back and chilled to start with, but I think by the end of the day I'd got so used to it that I didn't mind. And Donna had come back to Neopia for a while, long enough to spill coffee on her top anyway... but it was ok, she said, it was an old top. Wyndie seemed to find the entire amusing, and by the end, I was knackered. But energetic. And happy. In fact, at this very moment, I want to go sing and dance. Maybe I should go talk to Felicy. She's going through her troublesome teens. She's got a crush on someone, its so sweet.... |
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Well, apart from avoiding the rest of the band recently, I've done nothing interesting.
I'm so ashamed of myself; I made the rest of the band wear those stupid costumes, all because I thought I liked some stupid Grant guy...
I'm so glad he's not our manager anymore.
I've been hiding in my room for the past few days, writing lyrics, and ignoring JeLe, who is now 2 as well, and preparing for Felicy's birthday.
Katti came over and told me to buck up, I wasn't gonna get anywhere if I laid around whimpering to myself, and though Donna and Wyndie have come over to talk, I got Felicy to tell them I'm out.
I think by now they'll have gathered I'm not out. Just avoiding everyone.
I need my space... I need to find someone, something to kick me a live again.
I've arranged rehearsals, then not turned up for them, I've even had people calling me up to say when we're gonna perform. I just can't get going. It's like, I dunno, some type of curse. Maybe I need to sort my life out for a bit...
I'm helping Katti toady, working on our house. She says she's fed up with seeing my room alone on the top floor, having no furniture, having doors leading to nowhere.
She wants me to have a room full of beds, for sleepovers. I told her it was a stupid idea and then locked myself in my room. What's wrong with me? I just don't feel like anything anymore... I'm argumentative... |
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Romance Song</font></u></b></p>
Hey Kiddo
How's life today
Wanna ride?
Wanna play?
Wanna dress up?
Wanna change age?
Be an adult?
It's all the rage...
No, I won't hurt you,
No, it's not wrong,
This is love baby,
Like a Romance Song...
Just let it happen kid,
Won't be long,
Feel the pulse beating,
Just like a Romance Song...
You're such a cutey
in your shorts and top,
If it were up to me,
We'd never stop.
* pause in singing,
back beat continued,
soft moans*
Listen to the radio,
Hear the songs they play.
Playschools over Kid,
I'll see you another day.
*tune continues in the background
soft talking: "What did you do at playschool today hunny?"
"We played dress up"
"Really?" "Yeah...'' *
Happy birthday kiddo,
listen to the radio,
Happy birthday kiddo,
Romance songs playing low...
What a present,
Happy Birthday,
What a song,
Happy Birthday...
*talk continues:
"Its my birthday"
"How old are you now, Kiddo?"
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"I'm gonna play you like a piano, throw you out like a yo-yo..." I sang, my heart literally causing my voice to seem... I dunno, better than ever. Donna had turned up, seeming dazed, happy, not really on this planet so to speak, and Rince turned up, wearing cool looking sunglasses, and a bewildered look, almost as if he didn't understand why I'd suddenly called them all there.
Wyndie however, seemed to be watching me carefully, I think she was a little worried.
"Ok, take 5 guys" I heard a voice calling, and my fur stood on end. The Manager had turned up. I hadn't called him. Neither had the others. But JeLe had told him where we were. I will kill him later...
"Sweetie, Thills. I've been trying to call you all day! Where have you been?"
"Avoiding you, Mr Desnat." I replied, my voice taking on a sharp edge. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and smiled at Donna, who gave me a careful nod.
"Look, Thills. I'm sorry about what you thought, I honestly thought you'd realized... I mean, come of it kid, you're just that..... a kid. The only type of playing I'd do with you is guitar."
"Shame. Because, if I'm such a kid, surely it means that I don't know how to do things right, eh? Which is why you decided we had to wear these?" I glanced down at the long flowing denim skirt, and American style top, then back at him. He nodded. I smirked. "Shame. I don't think you understand, MISTER Desnat." I replied, pulling at my top and skirt. There was a rip, and they fell off, revealing a pair of fishnet stockings (pink) and a dark blue mini-skirt, and also a long sleeved, ripped top. One of my older normal outfits. "I don't like being a doll. I write my own lyrics. I play my own guitar, and" I laughed slightly " I'm not just a kid. Quite amusing really...I don't think you understand, I'm not a child to be played with. That's what my song's about. Want to hear it?" He gave me an amused look.
"I don't waste my time, kiddo." He replied.
Ok, I know it was wrong, and I know that I shouldn't have. But I couldn't help it! He made me MAD. Like. MAD. So I punched him. I probably would've hurt him more, had I not felt Rince pull me off of him. Tears were streaming down my face, and I tugged away, running home.
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| 07:53pm 07/09/2002 |
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Should that be Cafe or coffee break? (or maybe leg break...)
Grant took me out to Chez Anito, a beautiful small Cafe in the middle of nowhere. I by then, had gathered my wits again, and was ready to try persuade him not to let Stacia take over, as I personally didn't like her.
I was ready. Of course. Until he took my hand and lead me to the smallest, coziest booth there. I smiled at him and blushed, my speech about ready to fly out of my head. Until.
There, watching us from a different booth was Stacia. Stacia was stalking him! Like a rodent! Dumb girl. She's a Pteri... I've nothing against them, but she's enough to make anyone dislike them. I mean, if they are all like her. I mean... argh. I can't explain it. But no offence is meant.
Anyway, so I pointed her out and hissed to him gently
"What's she doing here? Has she got a crush on you or something?" Only to see him laugh and wave at her. I raised an eyebrow.
" Stacia is" he started but the waiter arrived and we had to order.
" She's not writing our lyrics." I started, forgetting that he'd started to tell me about her. "She's an idiot. I don't like her."
" Don't talk that way about her." He said angrily, and I glanced at him. Somehow I had this sudden feeling I was missing something. The looks between him and her. The way he defended her. The way she hung all over him...
"You BASTARD!" I yelled, as it hit me. "You led me on! Idiot, I can't believe I fell for it! I don't want anything to do with you, or her, ever again! Stuff your stupid costumes, I'm fed up of looking like something out of children's day time television, and her lyrics can go drown. Her make up skills make us look like pandas, and she's got the brain capacity of a lemon!" I got up and walked off. Like in a movie, I thought, confidently.
Of course, life really is nothing like a movie, and while everyone stared, nobody actually congratulated me, and when I got outside, I burst into tears. He and her were a couple. How could I've missed it? I mean, there they were, smiling, in the Cafe, as if they were just glad to get rid of me.
However, my tears of sadness didn't last long. I got on my bike and got home, crawling into the house, hoping to avoid Felicy , Katti and JeLe. Luckily, I got to my room, not seeing them. I think they'd gone out. I pushed my away into the room, only to be bounced on by Wyndie. I glanced at her, trying to hide the fact I was in tears, but I somehow don't think it worked. I gently climbed onto my bed, with Wyndie following, not saying a word, then stuck my thumb in my mouth and started crying softly, angrily.
"Did you know?" I asked quietly. She didn't reply. I took that as a yes, and then tried to hide. " I hate him. I hate him. Such a smooth character... Wish he'd die." I muttered angrily. Wyndie nodded sympathetically, and sat next to me, stroking my back comfortingly. I glanced at her thankfully, and then started to cry harder. |
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| 07:44pm 06/09/2002 |
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" No, NO, NO!!!" I yelled, throwing the clothes on the floor. Grant looked at me, his eyes staring into mine, before grabbing my hands.
"Thilly, baby, Sweetheart, I know, you think it won't suit you, but you're so wrong! You'll look... better than you do now, angel cakes." He whispered, and I glanced at his hands, and then back at his eyes. He seemed to be honest enough.
"Ok. If you say so..." I replied, shyly smiling. He let go of my hands and turned to talk to Stacia. STACIA. Yes. That whiney girl had turned up, as proposed. She was hanging all over him! Like some kind of pull over! She'd even told me I had to wash all my make up off. And he'd done nothing about I, just ignored me when I complained. Then he told me to get dressed.
"I am dressed." I replied, glancing at my black dress, trying to see what he meant. He laughed, and smiled that winning smile of his.
"I mean in the clothes I sent you."
"That costume? No way!"
"But Thilly, it'll look great!" I raised my eyebrow and pulled the parcel out, glancing at the clothes. Then I laughed.
"No Way." He shook his head and I started my rant at him.
Why am I so interested in him? I mean, he's like ... he must be about 26 ish? But he has this beautiful blonde hair… and he's got these.... Ok. I know by now, that I think I'm falling for him. I'm trying to keep it strictly business, but when he smiles like that, I'll do anything... anything...
Which is why I found myself dressed in that horrible outfit. I'm sorry. No matter what anyone said, I knew it was grotesque! Even Rince was giving me strange stares... I stepped up to the microphone, and waved at Grant.
"GRAAAAAAAAAAANT! We're ready when you are!" I yelled, and he turned away from Stacia to nod at me. " What do you want first?"
"Give me anything, Thrilly Thilly." He replied, and my entire body shivered.
If I'd have seen myself, I'm sure I'd have been watching a melting black & white puddle. And I'd have taken the piss, totally. But I didn't. Instead, I nodded to Wyndie and Rince, ready to begin. They looked as bad as I did. I mean, not bad. Just...wrong. Donna had asked if she could give it a miss, and of course, we said ok.
Rince launched into the opening bar of Gushing, and Wyndie joined in. Right on cue I joined in, my voice filling the almost empty stadium, the music behind me helping me loose it totally, my body gave in to the song, and I was there, in the song again. Until suddenly, I heard someone calling out to me.
"Thilly! STOP!" I glanced over to where the voice was coming from. There, shaking his head, was Grant. I raised an inquisitive eyebrow.
"Nani?" I asked. He stared at me blankly. " What?" I repeated, in English,
"You can't expect anyone to want to listen to that... singing about blood falling down a drain! What on earth are you thinking? Really, Thilly, you've a lot to learn..." He put his arm around my shoulder and started walking towards the door. I didn't hear what he was saying; all I could concentrate was his arm... and how close he was. So when he said " What do you think, eh, can you give it a go?" I automatically nodded.
"You WHAT???" Rince yelled. Well. Kind of yelled. Gave the disapproving voice of reason would probably be a better way of describing it, as he didn't raise his voice...
"You told Grant you'd let Stacia write some lyrics?" Wyndie asked in disbelief. I nodded, uncertain why I had done it.
"Anou... I don't know what was wrong with me... it was like he... I don't know, I just..." I shrugged, and Wyndie sighed, giving me a slight uncertain look. Like she was hiding something. An opinion of some kind.
"Wyndie..." I asked, watching her for ideas. "What are you hiding?"
"Nothing. I just... don't let yourself lose yourself to him. Look at yourself; He's changing your entire band. Next he'll change our name and sign... don't lose site of your dream, Thilly. Please..." I glanced at her, not understanding, and laughed.
"Anou, Wyndie, I'm not letting him change us, don't worry! We'll be enmity, don't worry!" With that I hugged her and left- Grant wanted to talk to me over dinner at a café, and I had of course, said yes. Business is business! |
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Name: Thilly
User: 633543
Created: 2002-07-17
Post Count: 37 </td> | Starthilda was once a lonely acara, but her dream of becoming the first Acara Rock Star has gained not only many friends, but an entire band! | Strengths: Loyal, Determind
Weakness: Tries to hard... Has a temper!
Special Skills: Manipulation, Singing, Lyrics
Weapons: Glares, Teeth and Claws
Allies: Wyndie, Donnachan, Rincewynd, Delean...oh too many to name!
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