lol aww, how cute.

dis is cut u better update soon

Hola mis amigos. Soy mucho cansada. Chapter Dos, Te gusta mi storie? Adios, hasta luego, buenas noches!

BTW, I need two more people for this story. People who want to get with Brendon AND Ryan. Except the deal is, you're mean and you will get justice served to you. But you are a funny character, I think. MESSAGE ME.

“Have fun!” Brendon's mom said waving to us. Brendon and I had our faces smashed up to the window. We were in the front seat behind the driver on a school bus.


“This sucks.” I said sitting back in my seat.

“Best friends for life!” Brendon said hugging me.

“Get off.” I said pushing him. There were a bunch of kids on the bus, a few of them were really loud. Brendon and I were quiet ones though, we don't like causing attention to ourselves. Brendon was watching me play solitaire on the laptop I brought.

“RYAN! YOU HAVE A DICK?” We heard yelled.

“YOU'RE A DUMB ASS!” We heard yelled back. We looked behind us and saw no one up in particular.

“Hopefully we won't have to camp with them.” Brendon said.

“Tell me about it.” I said rolling my eyes. It was a six-hour bus ride to northern California. We were almost there and Brendon was sleeping on my shoulder. He's a good kid… Eww! Until the drool from his mouth landed on my shirt. I searched a picture on the Internet of the exorcist girl. I made it so it fit the whole screen and put it right by Brendon's face.

“Brendon wake up! We're almost there.” I said shaking him. He groaned and slowly opened his eyes.

“HOLY SHIT!” He yelled and jumped in his seat. I started laughing.

“You're a bitch.” He said breathing in and out and closing the laptop.

“I'm sorry.” I said pouting.

“I'm sorry!” He said mocking me. I put my stuff away and we entered the camp.

“You will go to camp sign in when you grab your junk!” The bus driver said over the speaker.

“IT'S NOT JUNK!” I heard the girl from before say. I walked off the bus to see people taking stuff out of the bus and throwing it. I found my stuff and picked it up. There was a bunch of people but I couldn't see Brendon. Crap I lost him, he's like a puppy, he can't be by himself. I saw him standing by a tree with his cell up to his ear. On cue my phone rang.

“I see you.” I said in the phone coming up to him. We hung up and he let out a deep breath.

“I thought I'd never see you again!” He said.

“Brendon, there's like 16 people here.” I said.

“Did you count the staff?”

“No…”

“Exactly!” He said grabbing his stuff. We walked up to each cabin until we got to Cabin D.

“It's our names!” Brendon said pointing.

“Congrats!” I said giving him a thumbs up. We signed our names to made sure we checked in and entered Cabin D.

“Give it back!” We saw a girl with straight brown hair yell at a boy. The boy was holding a straigtener above her head. He was standing on the bed jumping up and down.

“Not until you apologize!” He said. Brendon and I just stood there with confused looks on our faces. The girl pouted and hit him in the leg.

“Ow!” He said sitting down.

“Did that hurt?” She asked.

“Yeah…”

“GOOD!” She said and grabbed her straigtener. Brendon coughed.

“People!” The boy said and they stood in front of us. Whoa. The boy was like a dream. He was very skinny, but his smile made me shake.

“I'm Tiffany.” The girl said looking at Brendon.

“I'm Ryan.” He said smiling. Oh my god!

“I'm Brendon.” Brendon said nodding.

“Hi Brendon!” Tiffany said.

“Hi…” He said. Ryan is beautiful. He is like the definition of sex! Look at his hands! I love big hands, they were so perfect! I have ugly hands. That means our baby would have okay looking hands… awesome. Brendon bumped me.

“I'm Ally.” I said stuttering.

“Cool.” Tiffany said sitting on a bed in the back corner. This is how the cabin was. There was a door in the in the middle of the wall, of a four wall cabin. There were four beds, two on one side two on the other. Then there were dressers on the right side back wall, along with a couch. On the left side there was a fireplace. Brendon took the bed farthest to the right, I took the bed next to him. Ryan was across from me and Tiffany was by the fireplace. There was a knock on the cabin door.

“I GOT IT!” Tiffany said jumping up and getting the door. I was sitting cross-legged on my bed playing with my suitcase zipper.

“Hey campers! I have some bad news. Your camp counselor, Tim… he has some… anger issues… so he won't be back here, or even around for the next 20 to 30 years! Here, fill out this sheet as a group and return it to the nurses station when your done!” This lady said handing her a piece of paper. I looked at Brendon with wide eyes. He gave me the famous Brendon Urie lip smudge. He's the only one I know who can do it, he has one lip go one way and the other go another. All of a sudden someone jumped on my bed. I looked to see Tiffany with the sheet and a pen.

“Come on you guys!” She said waving the boys over. Brendon sat next to me and Ryan sat down next to Tiffany. Holy shit, he's sitting on my bed. Reminder, never wash the sheets.

“Name's and Ages.” She read off.

“Ryan is 16.” She said writing down his name. She looked at me.

“Ally is 16.” I said with an eyebrow in the air.

“Brendon is 16!” Brendon said.

“Tiffany is 16…” She said mumbling.

“No your not!” Ryan said.

“Fine, I'm 15. But I'm turning 16 this summer.” She said writing over her answer.

“Favorite Colors!” She read.
“Green.” Ryan said.
“Green.” I said. OH MY GOD!!! WE LIKE THE SAME COLOR!
“Ooohh, similar…” Tiffany said smiling. I was doing cartwheels and shimmying in my head.
“Red.” Brendon said.
“YELLOW!” Tiffany said writing stuff down.
“What do you want to be when you grow up?” She read.
“Musician.” Ryan said.
“Well duh. Ryan's good at guitar!” She said saying the guitar part really dorky.
“Uhh… Famous.” I said. She looked at me with a confused look.
“Period.” I said. She laughed and wrote it down.
“We're going to be best friends.” She said. I smiled.
“Good, then you can leave me alone!” Ryan said.
“Shut up GEORGE!” She said. He frowned.
“That's his real name, anyways…” Tiffany said.
“Hair stylist.” Brendon said.
“And I want to be a model.” She said writing it down.
“Favorite Subject?”
“English.” Ryan said.
“Theatre.”
“Physics.” Brendon said.
“Nerd…” I said under my breath. Brendon hit my arm.
“Ow.” I said rubbing it.
“Math.” Tiffany said.
“Hobbies? Oh I'll answer Ryan's… guitar!” She said dorky again.
“Shut up stop saying it like that…” He said.
“Theatre.” I said.
“Singing.” Brendon said.
“Let me answer Tiffany’s! She likes to throw stuff!” Ryan said.
“Shut up Ryan.” She said writing it down.
“Heroes?”
“John Lennon.”
“Freddie Mercury.”
“Dude he is like the best vocalist of all time!” Ryan said looking at me.
“I know! Queen is my favorite band.” I said.
“Me too!” Ryan said. AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WE ARE GOING TO MARRY EACH OTHER!
“Umm Timbaland…” Brendon said.
“Really?” Tiffany asked.
“He's not kidding.” I said.
“Okay… I like Marilyn Monroe.”
“Who would you like to meet?” She read.
“Paul McCartney.”
“More like Jesse McCartney!” Tiffany said. Ryan rolled his eyes.
“Slash.” I said.
“Shakira.” Brendon said. Tiffany laughed.
“I want to meet Gabe Saporta.” She said. How… interesting.
“Family Members you live with.”
“Dad.” Ryan said.
“Dad.” I said.
“What is with you two?” Brendon asked. Ryan laughed while I was dancing on the inside. When I say dancing, I mean popping it like Lil Mama.
“I live with my Mom, Dad and my sister just moved out.” Brendon said.
“I live with my mom and dad.” Tiffany said.
“Special Talents. Guitar for Ryan…” She said saying guitar dorky again.
“Oh my god…” Ryan said as she wrote it down.
“I can put my fist in my mouth…” I said. [AN: I can, and I'm proud.]
“You have to teach me that later.” She said and wrote it down.
“I play piano.” Brendon said.
“I can walk in 5 inch stilettos.” She said writing it down. Damn, I can't walk in half inch heels.
“Fears? I KNOW RYAN'S!!!!” She said.
“What?” Ryan said.
“Girls.” She said.
“Am not!”
“You were when we were little.” She said writing it down.
“Birds.” I said. Brendon laughed when I said that.
“Snakes.” Brendon said.
“Let's see… The dark, rodents, clowns, old people, being alone, storms, ghosts, goats…” She said writing it down.
“One random fact.” Tiffany read off.
“Ryan can run REALLY fast.” She said.
“I was born in Chicago.” I said.
“I used to be in Jazz Band.” Brendon said.
“Tiffany likes to play with fire.” Ryan said. We all laughed.
As long as Ryan's here, this is going to be the best summer ever.

i like this story! I wanna be in the story but. . .i dont wanna be mean. so ill just read.lol

I WANNA BE IN IT!!! and that was hilarious. for random fact i would've put something along the lines of i like to play with fire. not liters though, i can only work with matches. aren't you glad i told you that?

lmao aww, we're all gonna be ~biffles.

I wish I could be in it *sobs*

I LIKE IT SO FAR!

Waddup? So here's the third chapter. I still need a pal for Ryan. 0_o. He's beautiful people. Yes, you do get yelled at the most, but its all in good fun? or you can send me a fake name... or whateva.

“I'm starving!” Ryan said.



“Yeah really…” Tiffany said eyeing him.



“I'm not anorexic!” He said.



“I never said you were!” Tiffany said back.



“God…” He said. We headed off to lunch and sat down at a table. Ryan and Brendon started stuffing themselves with food. I sat disgusted with Brendon. He's not the cleanest eater. Some of his sandwich fell out of his mouth and he stuffed it back in there.



“Brendon, that is disgusting.” I said.



“What?” He managed to say, cheeks stuffed. I pushed my tray in front of me, losing my appetite.



“Way to go Brendon, I'm going to throw up now.” I said turning away.



“I'm sorry.” He said hugging me. I turned back to everyone and looked up at Tiffany.



“You are so lucky.” She mouthed to me. All of a sudden I felt someone sit next to me. Someone sat next to Tiffany too. It was two girls. The one next to Tiffany had black hair and fake boobs. Well, they look fake. I turned to the bleach blonde next to me. She had WAY to much make up on that made her look like a Barbie doll, and a shirt that was probably 5 sizes too small hugging every curve of her body.



“Hello?” I said scared.



“Hi! I'm _______! You are?” She said looking across the table at Ryan.



“I'm Ryan.” He said staring and not blinking. GREAT!



“I'm Brendon, what's your name?” Brendon said looking at the other girl.



“I'm Maggie. It's nice to meet you.” She said giggling.



“Oh gag me.” Tiffany said.



“Do you guys want to go to the beach?” Maggie asked.



“Sure.” Brendon said. The four of us went back to the cabin and changed.



“Oh my god.” I whispered as I saw Ryan.



“Brendon has a faded six pack?” Tiffany asked as we checked out OUR men. We walked to the beach to see Maggie and ______ lying on the beach. Fucking tan bitches. Ryan, Brendon, Tiffany and I were the whitest ones there.



“Hey guys.” ______ said like a ditz standing up. Of course, they have curves and everything in bikinis. Bitches.



“Why do we have to have flat chests?” Tiffany whispered in my ear.



“God hates us.” I whispered back. She nodded and we walked to the dock. Six of us were standing on the dock, not wanting to go in the water.



“Eww, is that a fish?” Tiffany said pointing.



“I think it's a dead fish!” I said looking at it.



“Why don't you guys get a closer look!” Maggie said and we were pushed into the lake. We screamed then went back to the surface. They were all laughing at us.



“You're a bitch.” Tiffany said, well more yelled.



“Dead fish! Dead fish!” I said pointing to a floating fish right by us.



“AHHH!!!” Tiffany screamed and we swam away.



“It's just a fish.” Ryan said picking it out of the water.



“Leave it alone!” I said.



“It's already dead…” _______ said back.



“I hope its ghost haunts you… and kills you.” I said whispering the last part. Ryan kissed it then threw it at Tiffany. She screamed again as I wished I was that fish.



“Ryan, I'll fucking kill you.” She said.



“Good luck with that!” He said. Brendon jumped in the water and grabbed the fish.



“Kiss is Ally!” He said swimming over to me.



“Brendon stop please!” I said starting to cry.



“Is Awwy going to cwy?” Brendon asked.



“Shut up.” I said seriously.


“Whatever.” He said throwing the fish as far as he could. I got out of the water and sat on the dock. Maggie was in the water and splashing Brendon. Tiffany came out of the water and sat next to me.



“I can't believe this.” She said looking at them.



“Brendon's never had a girl really talk to him before, so this is new for him.” I said.



“Ryan is touching _______.” Tiffany said probably just to get me upset. We looked at them behind us.



“And so I was like watching this show about some guy named Hitler. Someone should stop him!” [AN: Yes, I did get that from Family Guy.] ________ said.



“Uh huh.” Ryan said like a robot, not taking his eye contact away from her chest.



“Oh that's much better.” I said.



“I'm too depressed to sit here. You want to go back to the cabin?” Tiffany asked.



“Yes…” I said and we walked back. Did Brendon or Ryan ask where we were going? No.



I need to take down Maggie and ________, and I might have a solution to the… problem at camp.

:0

dat was yummeh

i pmed you

haha i pushed you in a lake. if it were really me i'd push you in them dive in a pick it up and look at it closely. then i'd name it and tell everyone that i was going to bury it and no one could touch it. i did the same when i saw a dead hermit crab on the beach.

anyhoo....its odd me being a bitch. and you descibed my friend Maggie pretty much. she has black hair and really big boobs...

i like this story

i don't like fictional maggie and fictional whoever the other person is. D:<
great update though! i wonder what ally's solution is....
oh well, update sooon!

alright. the boys are taken. ENJOY THE STORYYYYYYY.


I was under my blanket, pissed off. Tiffany was throwing a pocketknife she stole from Ryan against the wall. She has bad aim, and never hit the same spot twice.



“It's not fair.” Tiffany said angrily and threw the knife, it made a thud against the wooden wall.



“I want to die.” I said.



“I want to kill them.” She said throwing it against the wall again.



“Wait, Brendon and Ryan or Maggie and Emma?”



“MAGGIE AND EMMA!” She said stabbing the wall this time.



“Can you put the knife down?” I asked putting my head up.



“Yeah…” She said putting it away. I dug my head under my pillows again and let out a deep breath.



“Hey we're back.” Brendon said.



“Boo.” I said under my pillow.



“What have you guys been up to?” He asked.



“Nothing.” Tiffany said.



“OH MY GOD!” She yelled all of a sudden. I didn't feel like getting up from the bed.



“What?!?” Brendon said freaked out.



“My hair is disgusting! It's the lake water's fault.” She said.



“Ha ha, you're hair is wet.” Ryan said.



“SHUT UP GEORGE!”



“Stop calling me that…” He said.



“Don't worry, I think you're cute.” Brendon said.



“Really?” She asked.



“Yes.” He said.



“That's gross.” Ryan said.



“I think you're cute too!” Brendon said.



“Yeah… Thanks.” Ryan said.



“And Ally…” Brendon started. I looked up from my bed to see everyone.



“Call me when you're beautiful.” He said.



“Ouch.” Tiffany said. I slammed my head back into the pillow. Stupid Brendon. Did Ryan stand up for me and say, `Ally, I think you're pretty!'? No.



“Brendon.” I said sitting up.



“Huh?”



“I know you're secret!”



“Don't.” He said looking at me with wide eyes.



“Brendon… wears…” I started.



“I'll kill you.” He said warning me.



“Girl Jeans.” I finished.



“THAT IS SO COOL! What size? We could share jeans!” Tiffany said.



“Are you serious?” Ryan asked.



“Well guess what's Ally's secret?” He said to everyone.



“Brendon! You promised!”



“So did you.”



“Seriously, it's not funny!” I said and tears started going down my eyes.



“What is it?” Ryan asked.



“Ally… went… to…” Brendon started.



“FUCK YOU!” I yelled crying and stormed out of the cabin.

brendons meannnn

Good update

Update again sooooon

where did she went to? i want to know! girl jeans isn't all that bad, but what made her angry?

eek i MUST know!!!