DUNCAN'S POV:
I really don't know what I was getting into and why I was here. This was rediculous,Chris was rediculous. I looked around and saw person after person waiting to go into a pointless little room just to make a tape. Why didn't they do this at início like the rest of us? And plus, I didn't like the "lovey-dovey" looks all the girls gave me, which made me think A LOT about Courtney, and Gwenn even.
Harold looked at me, "Duncan, the way to positive thinking is to observe."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I snorted in his face.
He gave me a piece of paper and a pencil. "Wrtie the good things on the paper and the bad things. Then you can find a way to use the good things as a pointed for the bad things," He said calmly and strolled off to flirt with some red head with an overbite. I sighed then started to write:
What I don't like:
1. Too many people
2. WAYYY too long
3. Too many screaming girl fans...hmmm maybe that could be a good thing if Court and I don't work out...
4....
My thoughts were interrupted por a bump in my rib cage. I turned and saw a blonde, slim girl looking at me with green eyes. She had a box in her hand, I wondered what was in it. por the look on her face I knew that she knew me.
"Watch where you're going, skully!" She shot at me. For once I actually seemed surprised.
I did my best to mask my shock with "Make me, Sunshine." Sunshine? Did I just say SUNSHINE? She gave me an annoyed look then grinned, lifting the lid of the box.
"WANNA MEET BOB?" She threw at me, showing me what looked like a miniture tralantula. Dude, no girl I knew but Gwenn would touch a spider. EVER.
"DUDE what the-" I started to say but before I could she skipped off, giggling like a drugged seven ano old. I watched her skip off, my mouth dropped open. After a few minutos of self-silence, I grabbed my paper and wrote a new catagory; What I want to know:
1. About the blonde girl I just met.
JAMIE'S POV:
"What was THAT about?" Delilah questioned me as I skipped back to her side as she waited to go in.
"What was what?" I asked, trying not to act like anything happened.
"You were talking to Duncan," she said, raising her eyebrow.
"So? He bumped into me so I complained. And showed him the aranha I found in the camera room."
"You're phsyco Jam-Jam..."
I grinned as Delilah was up to go inside. She grinned and ran into the room. I waited five minutos until she was done. As soon as she was done we went to the comida court to get a smoothie.
"So how did it go?" I asked, sipping my tropical smoothie, batido which made me want to leave this raining place of hell even more.
"Awesome!" She grinned, "Piece of cake! How about you?"
"You know, typical Jamie shinanigans," I snickered.
She rolled her eyes, taking a sip of her morango smoothie. "Well, I'm gonna use the bathroom. You coming?"
"Naw, I'll save our table."
She nodded and got up and left for the bathroom. I placed the box holding Bob on the mesa, tabela and peaked inside. There were small gaps too small for him to escape but enough air for him to breath. My thoughts were interrupted por a cough seguinte to me. Now what does he want?
"Hey Sunshine," Duncan said cooly, smirking as I frowned. "We didn't fully meet before. I'm-"
"Duncan, I know," I mumbled, "I've seen the show."
He nodded, "So frist time auditioning?"
"We have a winner," I said, sarcastically yet equally as cool as Duncan's voice. He chuckled.
"It's not so bad. So you here with anybody?"
"My friend Delilah. We've been best friend's since we were two."
His eyebrow rose, "How can you handle a person for that long?"
I laughed, "Not that hard believe me. You just gotta find What interests them and go with it. no matter how uncommon to you it seems."
He nodded, "That's good conselhos ummm...."
"Jamie," I said, looking at him.
"Jamie..." He repeated, "Nice to meet you."
"Yepp, you too," I replied. I heard a cough behind me. I turned and saw Delilah wearing her famous "What the hell is going on" face.
"Oh! Duncan, this is my best friend Delilah. Delilah, you know who this is," I said, trying to keep from going red.
"Hi!" Delilah grinned at Duncan, he nodded back.
"Hey," he said. "I should probably get back to the auditions," he said slowly.
"Yea, nice meeting you."
"You too Sunshine, hope you two get in," he said, winking at me. I laughed as I watched him walk off. I, laughing, looked at Delilah and shrugged, "I did NOT see that coming!"
I really don't know what I was getting into and why I was here. This was rediculous,Chris was rediculous. I looked around and saw person after person waiting to go into a pointless little room just to make a tape. Why didn't they do this at início like the rest of us? And plus, I didn't like the "lovey-dovey" looks all the girls gave me, which made me think A LOT about Courtney, and Gwenn even.
Harold looked at me, "Duncan, the way to positive thinking is to observe."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I snorted in his face.
He gave me a piece of paper and a pencil. "Wrtie the good things on the paper and the bad things. Then you can find a way to use the good things as a pointed for the bad things," He said calmly and strolled off to flirt with some red head with an overbite. I sighed then started to write:
What I don't like:
1. Too many people
2. WAYYY too long
3. Too many screaming girl fans...hmmm maybe that could be a good thing if Court and I don't work out...
4....
My thoughts were interrupted por a bump in my rib cage. I turned and saw a blonde, slim girl looking at me with green eyes. She had a box in her hand, I wondered what was in it. por the look on her face I knew that she knew me.
"Watch where you're going, skully!" She shot at me. For once I actually seemed surprised.
I did my best to mask my shock with "Make me, Sunshine." Sunshine? Did I just say SUNSHINE? She gave me an annoyed look then grinned, lifting the lid of the box.
"WANNA MEET BOB?" She threw at me, showing me what looked like a miniture tralantula. Dude, no girl I knew but Gwenn would touch a spider. EVER.
"DUDE what the-" I started to say but before I could she skipped off, giggling like a drugged seven ano old. I watched her skip off, my mouth dropped open. After a few minutos of self-silence, I grabbed my paper and wrote a new catagory; What I want to know:
1. About the blonde girl I just met.
JAMIE'S POV:
"What was THAT about?" Delilah questioned me as I skipped back to her side as she waited to go in.
"What was what?" I asked, trying not to act like anything happened.
"You were talking to Duncan," she said, raising her eyebrow.
"So? He bumped into me so I complained. And showed him the aranha I found in the camera room."
"You're phsyco Jam-Jam..."
I grinned as Delilah was up to go inside. She grinned and ran into the room. I waited five minutos until she was done. As soon as she was done we went to the comida court to get a smoothie.
"So how did it go?" I asked, sipping my tropical smoothie, batido which made me want to leave this raining place of hell even more.
"Awesome!" She grinned, "Piece of cake! How about you?"
"You know, typical Jamie shinanigans," I snickered.
She rolled her eyes, taking a sip of her morango smoothie. "Well, I'm gonna use the bathroom. You coming?"
"Naw, I'll save our table."
She nodded and got up and left for the bathroom. I placed the box holding Bob on the mesa, tabela and peaked inside. There were small gaps too small for him to escape but enough air for him to breath. My thoughts were interrupted por a cough seguinte to me. Now what does he want?
"Hey Sunshine," Duncan said cooly, smirking as I frowned. "We didn't fully meet before. I'm-"
"Duncan, I know," I mumbled, "I've seen the show."
He nodded, "So frist time auditioning?"
"We have a winner," I said, sarcastically yet equally as cool as Duncan's voice. He chuckled.
"It's not so bad. So you here with anybody?"
"My friend Delilah. We've been best friend's since we were two."
His eyebrow rose, "How can you handle a person for that long?"
I laughed, "Not that hard believe me. You just gotta find What interests them and go with it. no matter how uncommon to you it seems."
He nodded, "That's good conselhos ummm...."
"Jamie," I said, looking at him.
"Jamie..." He repeated, "Nice to meet you."
"Yepp, you too," I replied. I heard a cough behind me. I turned and saw Delilah wearing her famous "What the hell is going on" face.
"Oh! Duncan, this is my best friend Delilah. Delilah, you know who this is," I said, trying to keep from going red.
"Hi!" Delilah grinned at Duncan, he nodded back.
"Hey," he said. "I should probably get back to the auditions," he said slowly.
"Yea, nice meeting you."
"You too Sunshine, hope you two get in," he said, winking at me. I laughed as I watched him walk off. I, laughing, looked at Delilah and shrugged, "I did NOT see that coming!"
The school sino rang, school was over. I felt happy. As I sat down on the bus, Bruno sat beside me. I smiled at him. And he said "So, where are you going?" "I'm going home. Where else?" I said. The bus ride início was faster with him talking to me. The bus stopped. My block. As I got off the bus my head screamed once again, "He is the helper" I walked inside the house and did my homework. Hoping no one would pass por and see I had no parents there. No one did. I watched TV. I felt lonely now. Someone knocked on the door slowly. I yelled "It's open!" And Bruno came in. I asked him why he was here. He said nervously "My mom and dad aren't início I guess. I dont have a key and I banged on the door but they didn't answer." Then he looked around and said "Where are your parents?" I replied without any emotion, "Oh! They're working. They never come início til' like midnight" And he watched TV with me. I felt happy. But still felt bad. What if he is a bad-guy? I may not know. But I will soon
"The memories of my childhood"....
you are in my heart"...always"....
I walk alone in those all days".....
thinks about you only"...
It's an only secreat between you and me"...
times to grown up...still thinks about you"...
Iam busy in my studies"...
but i never forget you..from my heart"
the days passed you and me grown up.."
but he doesn't look at me.."
I feel i ignored por him"...
but my coração still beat for him"...
and still have hopes....
"He never heard my coração beat"...i feel mushy
i hope one dia he will...
but it's never happend...!!!
" he is still a bachelor now.."
time to realize " am not in his "HEART"..and his feelings toward me a brittle"...
you are in my heart"...always"....
I walk alone in those all days".....
thinks about you only"...
It's an only secreat between you and me"...
times to grown up...still thinks about you"...
Iam busy in my studies"...
but i never forget you..from my heart"
the days passed you and me grown up.."
but he doesn't look at me.."
I feel i ignored por him"...
but my coração still beat for him"...
and still have hopes....
"He never heard my coração beat"...i feel mushy
i hope one dia he will...
but it's never happend...!!!
" he is still a bachelor now.."
time to realize " am not in his "HEART"..and his feelings toward me a brittle"...
I feel like you're breaking me,
I feel like you don't even care.
I feel like you want to break this friendship.
I feel like you rather have him than someone who can be a true bestfriend.
I feel like killing myself,
I feel like cutting myself, Is that what you want from me?
I feel like i'm always angry,
I feel like you're always happy.
I feel like giving up,
I feel like saying fuck this friendship,
I feel like saying fuck friends.
I feel like i had your back when you needed it.
I feel like crying, Just to make you happy cause that's what you like right..?
I feel like you amor seeing me in pain.
I feel like saying goodbye...!
I feel like you don't even care.
I feel like you want to break this friendship.
I feel like you rather have him than someone who can be a true bestfriend.
I feel like killing myself,
I feel like cutting myself, Is that what you want from me?
I feel like i'm always angry,
I feel like you're always happy.
I feel like giving up,
I feel like saying fuck this friendship,
I feel like saying fuck friends.
I feel like i had your back when you needed it.
I feel like crying, Just to make you happy cause that's what you like right..?
I feel like you amor seeing me in pain.
I feel like saying goodbye...!
