♥Baby, Did You Forget To Take Your Meds?♥

In the distant, two figures clamored noisily.

"Damn it." Patrick whispered. As they neered a brightly lit kiosk, the figures appeared to be an unusually happy Heather and insanely joyful Joe. The sight of the two of them made Patrick laugh a little. The couple under the lights noticed the two other figures under the setting sun.

"Hi guys!" Joe sang as he waved violently towards them.

"Hey Joe." Abi responded, as she approached the light, clearly showing her face. Heather screwed up her face in sight of seeing Abi next to Patrick. A short and uneasy silence followed.

"Wow, Kinda weird how we sought to the same place huh guys?" Heather asked nervously.

"Yeah." Abi's eyes shifted onto Patrick, as well as the rest of them. Heated buy the stares, Patrick scratched his neck in discomfort. Knowing, that no one other than Pete, knew that Patrick had been seen with Abi 'hanging out' together.

"So... what'cha guys up to?" Abi inturrupted as she saw Patrick become cripplingly nervous. The mood changed as Heather and Joe went back to being happy.

"Just... having fun, I guess." Joe said smiling eerily. Heather turned to Joe.

"What were you going to ask me?" Heather said curiously. Joe turned a mild red in his cheeks.

"Well, I was going to do this secretly, but now that we have guests, they will be the first to know." Everyone but Joe screwed up their faces, as Joe got down on one knee.

"No." Abi whispered a bit too loud.

"Heather Keeley-Future Trohman," He opened up a small box. He got this cynical look on his face and asked, "Will you be my wife?"

"Oh my god!" Abi yelled as she covered her cheeks in astonishment, catching the attention of the few passer-by. Heather hesitated and yet smiled with joy.

"Uh, Sure!" She said as Joe got up and placed the abnormally large diamond atop her finger. Patrick was still in shock as his jaw lie open.

"Weeeee! I'm getting married!" Joe yelped into the sky.

"Congrats guys!" Abi said reaching over the floorboards to give hugs. Patrick quickly snapped out of confusion and curiously went over and hugged Joe.

"When's the wedding?" Patrick managed to eek out. All eyes on Joe, when he thought up a day.

"How 'bout friday?" He shrugged.

"Okay!" Heather said while adoring her new attachment. Joe smiled in agreement.

"This is weird." Patrick uttered.

"Well, my work here is done so, see ya!" Joe joyously sang, as he dragged Heather's eyes off her hand. Abi turned and waved goodbye to the soon-to-be Husband and Wife. Then turned back to Patrick, who still couldn't believe, his best guy friend was getting married with Mia's best friend.

"That was awkward."Abi said almost laughing.

"Yeah..." Patrick slowly regained memory of why he was there. "Oh! Now I remember why I was here.... Part Two." He snickered as he said the last two words. "So, I know this guy who can get us in for free as this restaurant/arcade place. Wanna go?" He pouted into her face.

"Mmm, okay!" She said happily as a tune went into their ears.

im bored.

woah duuuude i need to hurry this thing up. ive been working on this same exact fan fic for more than a year.

"Yeah, most people don't know or don't respond at all." Abi shrugged. The lame (but hot) Emo dude over the counter called for their attention. Patrick and Abi went over to pick up their orders and started for the door. As Patrick held open the door, Abi asked, "So are you going to tell me what the second part is?" Patrick just smiled and hooked his arm with Abi's, leading her out to the street.

"Is it over there?" Abi said after taking a large sip from her coffee. Patrick played deaf and continued on to the other side to the murky lake of their town. Everything was calm and soundless when they realized they were together. The sun began to just close off the horizon when Abi cocked up her head.

"Do you hear that?" Patrick smiled and Abi began with anxiety.

Uhh yeah its been a month and i cannot really remember my train of thought, so where was it that we last left off. lets pick up.pick up. (i had to add that...)

uhh

"I'm kinda feeling awkward, Abi." Patrick inhaled guilt.

"Me too. But being with you seems... I don't know. Forbidden almost." Patrick turned his head slightly towards the side of the setting sun. Abi's body silhouetted (spelling?) onto Patrick's car.

"Why?" Patrick couldn't come to reason with Abi's responce. Abi looked up into Patrick's green eyes.

"I don't think you want to know." She turned to face the city.

"Why not?" Patrick still couldn't understand the whole question.

"I really can't answer that." She said quietly. An awkward silence breezed through. The sun was dipping down into the dark abiss of the Sierra Mountains.

"Can we go now?" Abi said quietly again. Patrick shook his head yes. Trying to lighten up the dark, Patrick thought up a plan. He smirked devilishly.

"Why are you smiling like that?" Abi said amused with his expression.

"It's my turn now." He turned on the car and reversed backwards very fast. Then hit the gas to speed faster than normal. An amusement park ride back home. The sun barely began disappearing behind the mountains, when they arrived back to the city. Patrick parked his car infront of the building. Abi opened her eyes from her sleep, to see a Starbucks coffee shop.

"This was the big secret?" Abi said disappointed.

"This," Patrick pointed at Starbucks, " is part one. Part two, is over there."

"Where?" Abi said looking in the direction of his finger.

"Now aren't we eager for something so disappointing?" Patrick's expression could cause anyone to spring up and smile. They entered the ventilated shop and stood infront of the counter, seeking anything familiar.

"I'm not sure what to get." Patrick examined the boards of specials and seasonal coffees.

"I, recommend getting the Cafe Latte." Abi said leaning towards the 'starbucks-stupid' boy.

"Is that good?"  Abi gave a mean expression.  "Okay...."

"Im getting the Cinnamon Dolce Latte. Very die-licious." Patrick raised his eyebrow.

"Die-licious?" Before Abi could respond they were up next.

"Hi, can I have a grande Cinnamon Dolce latte and a tall Cafe latte?" The girl nodded and wrote the order down on the cups.

"Whats the name?"

"Abi." The girl nodded again and sent the cups to another worked. They both made their way to the back of the shop waiting for their orders. Then started conversing about any random subject that came to mind.

"You know what, I always seem to think that when I go to france, waiting for me at a coffee shop will be a big coffee mug that has the label "Drink Me." in beautiful writing." Patrick's mouth slightly wide open.

"Did you realize you said that in like 10 seconds with out taking a breath of air?"

"No. But heather tells me that I get to talking really fast and I dont really seem to realize it until I finish or when she stopps to interrupt. Or when joe covers my mouth, the only way to shut me up sometimes. Actually I dont even realize it afterwards. I just talk continually and in monotomy. It's quite numbing actually." Patrick shocked again.

"Okay. Im not sure how to respond to that." Patrick stated.

Yeah its this gay. keep reading if you hate your life like me! :]

uhh i think i was about here.... again make connections...

"Well come on in Patrick!" She opened the door to welcome her guest.

"Sorry, im such a mess." Patrick's brain started to function. Mia had said those same words to Damien. Who was conveniently sitting on Mia's couch.

"Hello Patrick!" His sharp accent made Patrick's nose twitch.

"Hi Damien." He waved and slip his hands in his jean pockets. "Oh Mia." Mia turned around and made Patrick forget, again,what he wanted to say. "Um.."

"I'm over here dirtbag." Abi walked out of the room, obviously recognizing his voice.

"Ready to go?" Patrick said remembering why he was there.

"Where are you guys going?" Mia said curiously.

"Out. To see places." Abi bluntly said.

"Um right. Well me and Damien have a lot to do too. Maybe We'll wind up in the same place." Mia said maintaining her smile.

"Whatever." Abi responded as her and Patrick closed the door behind them.

"Okay, First things first. Where exactly are we going?" Patrick asked closing his door.

"You'll see." Abi smiled, pulling out of the driveway. Patrick couldn't help but smile.

This chick isn't as bad as I thought. Maybe later on we can forget about last night and just move on.

Abi's POV:

Oh my god Patrick agreed to go to the lookout with me. Good thing he doesnt know about it. haw haw haw. Maybe if all goes right he might ask me to be his girl. That would be awesome! Screw Mia. Im not taking any of her word for Patrick. What does she know? But who cares Patrick is sitting in my passenger seat! eek!

Normal POV:

Driving off to the country side, and the day setting, Abi and Patrick make it to their destination. Abi parked just off the edge of a cliff to see the full view. Patrick stepped out of the car and to his amazement, saw the entire city.

"Wow." Was the only thing he could describe it as.

"It's mind blowing isnt it?" Abi sat on top of the nose of the car.

"How did you find this place?" Abi sighed deeply.

"I drove around. Just trying to get away from home. From life. The world." The wind blew against their bodies, slowly penetrating their clothes with dirt and other flying particles.

"Woah, all this stuff is making me-" In that moment, Abi couldn't stop sneezing. She almost fell off the cliff because she kept moving farther and farther. Until Patrick, pulled her into his arms and waited for any continuing sneezing.

"You okay?" She opened her eyes cautiously.

"I think so."

"you sure? You don't feel anything else is going to come by?"

"Nope." She blushed and smiled. Her smile faded with the awkward silence that became.

Patrick's POV:

Dammit what should I do? should i....no. she doesnt like me. wait.. i think... she might... Fuck! what do i do? I could try and just let...her go. im getting a vibe she wants to be let go.

Normal POV:

Patrick released her slowly. Something was bothering them both.

i think its kinda long. deal with it.

comments now!!!!

im not sure where i left off so if this doesnt make sence then whatever. try and make a connection.

"Velcome to Castle Stump." Patrick announced.

"Nice." Abi smiled as they got out of the car. Patrick lead Abi into his living room, motherless apparently. He offered her a seat on the couch. Patrick left the living room and went into the kitchen. He could only think of the night before.

"how could i? how did I?" Abi got up from her seat on the couch to comfort him. He flinched at first when she placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Um Patrick, Is there anything, really, I could do?"  Patrick sniffled.

"No." Abi bit Her lip and sat down next to him. Patrick turned to face the kitchen, to the cupboards, and the fridge.

"Help yourself." As his command, Abi began to search the cabinets for bread and peanut butter. she made a sandwich and rapidly shoved all of it down. Patrick watched in amazement as she ate.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yes." Abi said muffled, still trying to get the butter from the roof of her mouth.

"Are you sure?" Abi stopped licking and responded.

"Yes Patrick. I am." Patrick rested his head, on top of his folded arms, on the table. Abi sighed and then thought up an idea.

"Hey Patrick?"

"Yeah." He replied slowly pulling up his head.

"Wanna skip all of this mopey-hangover crap and just go out someplace?" Patrick really only wanted to sleep and examine his thoughts. but agreed to go to that 'someplace'. Patrick quickly thought.

"Wait...I have to ... take a shower and change and stuff."

"Thats fine. I'll go over and get me self ready also. but you have to come pick me up at the house." Abi said exiting his house.

"Alright." Abi took off and patrick quickly showered. Steam rose from the inside of the shower. He shut off the water and climbed out, pushing the clear, glass, door to one side. Patrick stepped infront of the mirror. He noticed rosey cicles on his neck but clearly, didnt care much about it. Then he changed into a plain black shirt and a pair of jeans with his original converse. He was waiting at the door for Abi, when the bell rang. Patrick peaked through the hole to see who was on the other side. Shuffling for keys, him mother was unlocking the door. He was starting to freak out.

Oh god what am I going to do?! The door opened and his mother let herself in.

"Morning cooey." She kissed his forehead leaving a red imprint. He remembered his marks and tried hiding them.

"Hi Mom."The keyes clashed together as she set them ontop of the table.

"How was prom?" Patrick quickly thought of something to say.

"I have a lot of fun. Mia and I didn't even stop dancing. We were the first and last to dance." Patrick lied. His mother smiled.

"Well, it sounds like you have a lot of fun."

"Yeah our feet are still sore." Patrick remembered Abi wasn't coming, he was supposed to go and pick her up.

"Well mom I'm going to the mall to hang with the guys bye!" His mind was on a roll. He thought he was about to loose it in there. As quickly as his feet took him, he ran to his car and drove to Abi's house. Patrick jumped out of the car, rang the door bell, and waited for someone to answer.

God I really hope its not Mia. He thought to himself. To his despair, it was Mia. Her bright smile almost made him forget why he was even there.

"Hi Mia!" Patrick smiled cheaply.

"Hi Patrick! I couldn't find you yesterday. I asked everyone where you were but no one knew. I even sent Pete out to look for you. It was almost like you dissappeared...Into the night!" She laughed.

"Yeah sorry about that." He said behind the screen door.

uhh...

~the morning~

The sun rose from the depths of the earth. long beams of light shone from the thin curtain silk. A  ray of light slowly brushed over Patrick's weary eyes, disturbing him, and waking him up. He strecthed slightly and then turned over. To his moring displeasure, Patrick finds an exposed body lying next him. He quickly examines it and recognizes that it was the body of, probably new girlfriend, Abi. He covered his mouth in shock.

"Oh. my. god." Patrick thought in his head. He tried creeping out slowly but surprisingly didn't have any clothes on either. He quickly went back in the sheets, waking up a very happy abi.

Patricks pov:-

"Good morning." Of course she knew, but why me?

"Thats all you can say when you did this to me?" a little harsh but i am very angry.

"I'm sorry!" She blurted. I couldnt believe it. she was crying.  I feel really bad now. I want to hug her but ...maybe later. When she has clothes on.

"Im sorry. i shouldnt have told it to you so straight."

"you should have. I deserve it. I shouldnt have taken advantage of you like this patrick. Im really terribily sorry." she turned around showing her bare back.

Normal pov.

"umm abi Put on ur clothes and lets talk at my house. cause this is kinda uncomfortable." They both quickly put on clothes and walked out of the guest room. Out in the living room were some familiar faces sleeping on the floor, probably from blackouts and tiredness. They stepped in between fingers, plasic red cups still with a few drops of beer, and lots of items of clothing. Quietly and not disturbing anyone, Patrick and Abi escape into Patrick's car. Both of them felt better inside the car to discuss what happened exactly. It turned out when they made out a few clothes were, gone then all, then "Boom" as abi described it, is how "it" happened.

"God, what was I thinking?" Patrick ran his hand in his greesy hair.

"I was that bad?" Abi bit her lip.

"Im-Im not saying that im just saying, i cant do this. im not married." Patrick held his cheek.

"Im sorry patrick. I dont know any other way to tell you but i truly am sorry." Abi sat still,close, to the window.

"I dont know how it felt but," patrick parked his car in his driveway "im-im sure, i... enjoyed it." Patrick avoided contact with abi's eyes.

Patrick just smirked.

"Geez, hangovers suck!" Abi flung herself onto the bed and spread her body all over. "Hey," she asked still lying on the bed. Patrick moved to the bed. "I know you don't want to hear this but, I'm sorry for leading you on like that. I mean we're not even dating."Abi sat up and brought her knees to her chin.

"It's fine, I mean you're right. We should have been dating first." Patrick sat down at the edge of the bed.

Abi scoffed," Besides, no one likes me anyway. If they did, it was only because of they way I dressed." She took a long inhale.

Patrick also took a breath,"Abi, don't bring yourself down like that. You can be very sweet and you're a good kisser." Abi couldn't help but laugh. Patrick felt his face get mildly hot.

"You really think so?" Abi brought her head up a little.

"Y-yeah. Yeah I do. Really."Patrick frantically said.

"Thanks Patrick. My sister's missing someone worth waiting for." Abi smiled then realized what she said and her smile faded. A comfortable silence was present. Patrick just had to break it.

"So, uhh, are you... what are you doing monday?" Abi looked up at him, confused.

"Nothing. Why?" Abi's smiled grew.

"Cause um..." Patrick felt his cheeks fire up again.

"Oh I get it. You wanna ask me out huh?" She lifted a brown eyebrow.

"Well, you know, just to take you to go get something to eat or whatever comes to mind." Patrick smirked. "we do have a week free from school, what else do you want to do?" Abi thought.

"I'm thinking, go-karting at Sunsplash then playing in the arcade." Her head tilted as Patrick put the words in his head.

"Sure."

"Then it's a date." Abi smiled.

"It's a date." Patrick said as another silence came about. Now it was Abi's turn to break it.

"You really liked it?" Patrick was confused.

"What are you talking about?"

"My kisses."Patrick's hands began to tingle.He nodded."Wow, I...never knew anyone liked them." She bit her lip.

"Well I did."

"Want another-" Patrick pressed his pouty lips onto Abi's.It left Abi with her eyes open but slowly began to close them as the night faded.

Patrick looked at Abi from the door. "Umm.." Patrick rubbed his neck in discomfort. "Are you still sleepy?" Abi was sitting on the guest bed. "Not really," Abi said with one hand under her chin, "after I got dragged in here and I'm practically out of my mind from drinking, I think I'm awake for another hour or so." Abi's eyes didn't seem too stable, they looked everywhere. "Abi?" Patrick didn't catch her attention. "You wanna?" Patrick made a humping motion. "What the hell?" Abi plainly said as she watched his odd gestures."Finally," "That wasn't for real?" Abi said pouting fakely. "No. I couldn't get your attention," "Right. Your secretly waiting..."

gotta do stuffys.

Pete turned to Mia and peeled her off the chair. Pete introduced Mia to Damien.

"Sorry, I'm such a mess." She said with her notorious smile.

"Its okay, you must be Mia right?" Damien said in a very sharp accent. He seemed to be lost in her eyes. Mia looked a bit awe struck herself, she didnt even release his hand. Pete waved his hands in front of their faces.

"Oh, Yeah I am." Mia finally released his hand.

"You Want To Sit?" Damien said axiously.

"Sure." Mia said not taking her eyes off of him. Pete suddenly appeared infront of Patrick blocking his view from the couple at the table.

"Pete, what are you doing?" Patrick said as he was being pulled up and dragged along with Abi to the table. Pete then introduced Damien to Patrick and Abi. Pete immediatly rushed then into a bedroom and closed the door behind him.

When they arrived at the large house, only two cars were parked. The house was barley lit. Everyone piled out of the limo and into the house. Some were already asleep, but most were falling asleep. The low chatter of the guys talking about how well their night went, while the girls squealed and giggled of their kisses and slowdances. Patrick woke suddenly to a loud conversation among the 13 couples in the house. "Hey, Pete!" The voice on the other side of the kitchen wall said. "Oh my god, Damien?" Pete held his forehead. "Yup Its Me!" Damien was about 2 inches taller than Pete. He had dark brown hair with blonde spots. His hair was straightend out and spiked everywhere. He had puffy black eyeliner and a lip ring. Damien's pearly white coat was really poofy. His pants were skinny enought to show his bony legs.

im busssssssy

bye bye

I. Saw. MCR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG THEY ROCKED! I LOVED IT I WAS IN GENERAL ADMISSION AND I WAS SOOOOOOOOOO CLOSE TO THEM I COULD SEE RAYS SWEAT! MY GOD IF I COULD GO BACK TO YESTERDAY I WOULDNT GIVE IT UP FOR ANYTHING.

THE CONCERT WAS TWISTED X-MAS:

The Play list was...

1.The End

2.Dead!

3.This Is How I Dissapear

4.Mama

5.I'm Not Okay

from here i dont remember but these were the songs

Sleep

Thank You For The Venom

Cemetary Drive

Welcome To The Black Parade, Right after they played

I Don't Love You

Teenagers

Cancer

You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison

Then they played

14.Famous Last Words

15.Helena

i now have an irritated throat. it throbs because i yelled soooo loud

gerard was a perv. he licked his hand and pretended to throw the spit onto ray.

"Hey there they are!!!" Pete said irritated. Joe and Heather walked out of some...place with accentuating grins on their faces. They skipped their way to the limo. Patrick and Abi both laughed their heads off.

"Dude, where have you two been?" Mia said putting her hands on her hips.

"Mia,....... you......sound like my ......mom!" Joe said sustaining himself on Heather.

"You have been drinking haven't you?" Andy said stroking his cat.

"It doesn't matter! Let's go!" Pete said practically jumping out of his shoes. Everyone piled into the limo. Abi drifted to sleep and set her head on Patrick's shoulder. Mia took notice of Patrick sitting with Abi on his shoulder. She looked away as Pete opened the moon roof and stuck his hands out. He squeeled.

" Oh, I haven't felt like that since I was a little girl." Pete Exclaimed standing up.

"Sit your ass down. Besides you weren't even a girl." Mia pulled on his belt holder.


dah!!! im in chico!!!!! haw haw haw haw ill write later...

oh and go watch Harsh Times!!!!!! good movie yo.

Duhhhhhh!!! this blows i was sooo close to going to a concert yesterday and my parents at the very last second say they dont want to take me. i hate it.whatever..... ANYWAY..... back to the stowy.

"Pete! God you scared me!" Patrick shifted Abi's body behind his.

"Yeah...uh... The Guys are going back to my house and I was just wondering if you were going." Pete walked towards Patrick.

"Huh, Oh yeah sure." Patrick said. Pete stopped and turned to the door.

"Pete?" Pete turned around.

"Yeah?"

"Don't Tell-"

"I Won't." He opened the door and a rush of loud music briefly passed as he closed the door.

"Phew! That was nerve racking, wasn't it?" Patrick let Abi slip out from behind.

"Um yeah..." Abi said clutching Patrick's jacket.

"Listen, I'm sorry for coming onto you so fast like that." Patrick said sitting down on the bench. He rubbed his eyes in remorse. Abi's heels clicked as she walked over the pavement, to the bench. Patrick covered his eyes with his palms. He inhaled and stood up.

"Patrick," Abi got up and made Patrick face her."It...the kiss was fine, I ... I'm just a litte shocked 'cause I always thought you hated me." Patrick sighed again. He cupped his hands around her shoulders.

"I never hated you, I just kinda thought you were a slut."

"Well that sky-rocketed my self-esteem." She turned around moving towards the door.

"I didnt mean it like that. I think I did like you but I was just too much on thinking of you as a slut... I dont think that made sense." Patrick rubbed his forehead.

"I think that made perfect sense." Abi said turning around. Patrick opened an eye.

"It did?"

"Yup. So you do like me? Or better yet love me right?" Abi said coming back into Patrick's arms.

"Um, I guess." Patrick scratched his head."Yeah I think I do."

"Wonderful." Abi said pushing his head onto hers for a better kiss. Patrick gasped for air.

"God, you are a damn good kisser. But you left me choking for air." Patrick smiled and led Abi out of the back of the school into the front, where Pete and Mia searched among the small croud of people for Joe and Heather.

in sorry for my lame writing and bear with all my retarded things...cause i never wrote this down on paper.

Patrick's heart raced as he turned around hiding Abi behind his back.

"Pete! Oh my god you scared me!" It was pete walking out from the gym and closing the door behind him.

"Okay...Um we're going to my place for and staying there for a bit. You coming?" Pete said talking towards Patrick.

"S-sure. I'll be there." Patrick said nervously.

uhh I HAVE TO GO AND LISTEN TO FOB'S NEW SONG IF U WANNA JOIN ME, GO HERE

THE SONG IS SOOOOOOOPER AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! now i listen. and wait. for.3.months.

uhh

i just want to write cause im bored

i gotts a turtle....

his name is filbert

unless he's a she.

hes cool

not a ninja

i am a cheater

im so sad.

:( look at my sad face.:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(

sowwwyy i am a bad wife!!!!!! :'(

heather knows

DEBBIE!!!!!!!!!!!!

i had a birthday party

thats when i got mah turtle.

my halloween was sweet

i got BIG candies

i went litteraly in from small working class linda to,

Suberbia...

they give out candy bars

they gave me a pack of sour skittles.

and a coffee bar......

the seetles have a limited edition lemon sorbet flavor.

duhhhh..... i think im on the right page in my note book so if this sounds a bit off tracked tell me please.

this ones a tad long.

Patrick did not understand what they were talking about. He tried ignoring it by getting himself a drink. While he waited for his drink, Patrick glanced around the fast moving gym. He spotted Joe and Heather from the corner of his eye. Heather tripped and fell on top of Joe. They walked it off of course. It seemed like they apologized, but there voices were drowned in the immence music. Heather smiled and led Joe into another part of the gym.

"Excuse me, Patrick?" Patrick turned to the booth. It was yet another one of Brendon's friends, Spencer Smith. Mainly known for being an unusually multitalented nerd.

"Oh hey Spencer."

"Here's your drink." He handed him the plastic cup containing the punch.

"Thanks. Hey, how come you aren't dancing?"

"C-cause I....I didn't want to." Spencer sighed in despair. "I...I just wanted to be here with Debbie."

"Yeah, uh I kinda knew that a while back." Patrick took a long gulp of his drink.

"I was just to afraid to ask her cause-"

"Hey isn't that Debbie coming over right now?" Debbie, a tall slender girl with blonde hair. She hesitated as she approached the booth.

"Hi." Her soft smile reminder Patrick of Mia's.

 "H-h-h-h-h-Hi." Spencer tried controlling his stammer.

"Wanna Dance?" She smiled softly. 

"Not really." Spencer said not knowing if what he said, Debbie would understand.

"Wanna talk?" She curled her arm around her back.

"..S-sure." Spencer wound around the small hut he was working in and linked arms with Debbie.

"Wow, this day just get weirder and weirder." He turned around stepping onto some high heels. Patrick was laying flat on the floor. On top, was the owner of the two high heeled feet, Abi.

"Oh, sorry, I spilled some...."Punch" on your jacket there Patts." She said brushing off the fragments of punch drops that covered a piece of his collar.

"Its okay." He said helping her up.

"It looks as if my sister is enjoying herself right now, with my date." She flung the empty cup into the garbage can across the table in front of them.

"It does." Pete and Mia still danced. Mia glanced over at Patrick, he turned away.

"Now, that I'm.... a bit more sober....Why aren't you dancing with my sister anyway, I mean she is your date?" They walked out and into a sudden rush of cold.

"I really can't answer that. The weird thing about it all is, Pete originally said he didn't like to dance, but, he's dancing right now and-"

"And now you're jealous." Abi said looking up at Patrick.

"Kinda."

"Right." Abi said rolling her eyes jokingly.

"I'm serious!" Patrick said enjoying the conversation now.

"Sure." She smirked as another cold breeze rushed into their bodies.

"It's so cold." Abi rubbed her arms to conduct heat. She began to shiver uncontrollably.

"Abi are you okay, here." He handed her his jacket.

"I'm fine, thanks." She took the jacket and covered her bare shoulders.

"You know, you aren't as bad as I used to think. Your a bit of alright." Abi sat on a bench across the doorway. "I always thought you were like this guy who had this extreme crush on my sister, but now I think I'm wrong."

"Well, I kinda do." Patrick made his way onto the bench with Abi, clutching his jacket.

"Oh." She quietly said.

"What do you mean, 'Oh'?" He looked down at her.

"I mean, I like you Patrick." Patrick rushed into feeling for her now. His face got hot. No one had admitted to ever liking him, except maybe his mom.

"You... you do?" Abi brought her head up. She shook her head.

"Everything that I told you today was a lied. Someone made me say it." She cringed in the coat.

"So you don't like me?"

"Not that. The principal thing..."

"Oh, who made you say that?"

"And they make me dress like this."

"Who?" Patrick was frustrated.

"I-I-can't tell you." Abi got up and leaned against the wall behind them.

"Tell me." Patrick pleaded. He got up and pinned Abi's shoulders against the wall. A silence was present, until Abi moved a bit closer towards Patrick. Patrick knew this feeling before; he knew what was going to happen. And it did. His lips met Abi's. Her one kiss turned into several. Patrick deepened his kisses. He didnt know why he was doing this. Until, he heard the door open.

"Patrick?"

people have been really weird today.

they remembered my birthday....

haw haw haw i was the only one in the school whos birthday was today

haw haw haw

sometimes i hate people though

just for like no reason

ill post my fan fic tomorrow

im tired

I LOVE MY WIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

:)

Yus I got it yesterday!!!!

haw haw haw

i also got a gir toy. gir is in his Dino suit.

and i wrote (secretly of course) a new piece to my fan fic and it was during us reading

the diary of anne frank.

HAW HAW HAW

Tomorrow is mah birfday and people are being mean

vanilla faces.

and i dont want people going up to me saying "Is it ur birthday today?!?!?!?"

when they freakin hear it over the intercom!!!!

and i DONT want people singing to me. or singing "happy birthday emo!"

suhpid people

people always leave.

im in love with the mcr cd!!!

and im lucky that i get to go see them in decebuary.

in the twisted christmas!!!!

haw!!!!

-Livid

Somestuff....

i had a scary dream....

anyway....talk about it later....

They drove to the front of their school, when the driver dropped the couples off. Waiting for the couples to buy their entrace tickets, a teacher escorted them into the gym. Waiting at the gym doors were Brendon and Zachy.  "Whats up sexy?" Brendon said as Mia entered the Gym. "Don't listen to him, Mia." Pete said linking arms with Mia. "Damn, baby you looks so fucking hot!" He slapped Her butt as she walked in the gym. "He's Drunk." Mia told Pete. "Are you excited?" Pete asked Mia. "Yeah, I am actally." She said smiling softly. "Hey Patrick!" Someone from behind said. It was one of many of Pete's friends, and Patrick's accuaintance, Andy Hurley. "Uh, yeah?" Patrick said Handing in his ticket to one of the teachers. "Have you seen Bianca?" "I think thats her over there." Andy turned around, to see his ex-date with Good looking, hot... punk, Frank Iero. "I knew it. Is it cause I look like Jesus when I dont shave?" Andy said dissapointed. "I don't think so. Just don't let it bring you down." Patrick patted Andy's back. There Was An Awkward silence as Andy stood there. "Alrighty then, ....see ya later." Patrick said plainly as Andy started walking away. Pete Said to sit close to the food because of Joe and Heather's constant fights about sitting next to food. But Joe seemed a bit angry at Heather, constantly arguing about the simplest things. Normal guys ask their dates to dance or offer them to get the girl a drink, except for Patrick. He got stuck with almost fully drunk, Abi. "Hey Patrick, want some?" Abi said Clinging onto Patricks collar for support. "Um, no thanks, are gonna be alright?" Abi was sleeping on Patricks thigh. "Okay, this is weird." Patrick said slightly pushing her head off his thigh, until her head hit the side of the chair. The hit woke her up a little. "Woah where am I? Oh hey, Patrick?" "Hey." "I'm gonna get some more ...."punch", want me to get chu some?" "No thanks." "Okay." Abi walked to a booth were they were selling drinks, where Joe seemed to be telling Heather something. He said a few words and Heather slapped him and then took off. "Heather, baby, come back!" Patrick wanted to laugh but something was holding him back. "Hey Patrick!" Andy was right infront of Patricks face with a cat in hand.  "Hey, um, are you supposed to have him in here?" "ITS A SHE!!!! and SHE is my new date." "Oh...Kay.....good luck with that." "Thanks." Andy walked off in another direction, when Patrick caught sight of Pete and Mia Dancing. "Hey Mia, I'm glad you decided to come. I mean after yesterday and all." "No, I'm fine. Really. I put it all behind for today." Mia yelled back to Pete.

duh.... im tired and scared ...

i dont want to go to sleep

okay now about my dream....

i was in my dream talking with my fwends and messing around like always.

and one of my friends took what i said too seriously

and kissed my temple.

and then another one kissed my cheek.

the then the one that kissed my temple kissed my lips!!!!

it frightented me and im afraid of what i might dream tonight .....

i hope nothing with kisses in it.... not with my friends atleast.

yeah

i was doing some random thinking about my life....

and i got this on paper....

its about the hate of my life.

you were the only one that made my stomach turn

u were the only one, at least i thought.

my eyes used to water for u

now they bleed because u took them with u when u left

me here

in the darkness

of my mind.

you were the only one who made me feel like i was "normal"

like i actually found myself

u were the only one

at least i thought.

When i finnaly caught u in ur true act

a piece of me,

my heart,

got ripped out.

it hurt me and wore me out

but i knew U finally knew who u really were.

and now i hate u for that.

Thinking you were the one.

The one that makes my stomach turn

you are the one.

*tears*

yeah its hard to write this...... i still think about him everyday....

anyway comment if u like it or not.