I believe heyhayhay is currently typing up the first paragraph.

I'm going to go eat. be back in like 5 -10 minutes.

Alrighty my new buddy =]

Back! ^_^ How long did that one take? I devoured my food!

Awww... your my buddy, too!

yaay I got a new buddy! ^_^
you ate and she STILL didn't write the first paragraphe =]

I think this thing goes by chapters... or so I recall. Then again I never did have a good memory.

Ahhh! Spicy Food In My Stomach! BURNS! >_< That Code Red Mountain Dew didn't help much either.

haha
Anyways I guess we'll gonna be here ALLLL night
Better feed Brendon.
*opens closet*
there you goo
*closes closet*
...
You didn't see anything O_O

Chapter 1
Brendon's POV
Well, here goes nothing.
"Hey, I'm Brendon. Mind if I sit with you?" I asked in a shakey voice.
Today was the first day of my freshman year and since the zoning boundries changed, I know virtually NO ONE.
"It's a free country." The one I had come to learn as Ryan said.
"Umm. Thanks."
He was siting next to two other guys at the table, Spencer and Brent. I didn't know these kids but I had remembered what their names were from roll call in homeroom this morning. I figured since we all had the same homeroom, we could be friends! Dorkey, I know, but I was kind of on the desperate side right now.
"So, after school, why don't we meet at Ryan's for practice?" Brent said, ignoring me.
"Practice for what?" I asked
"Um," he hesitated."Our band."
"Thats awesome! Could I come hear you guys?!"
"Well..." But the bell rang and the three of them quickly got up to go outside. I rested my head on the table. It was gonna be a long year.
*I'm sooo sorry that took forever! I had to go have friggin family time. Whatever. haha jk. I love my family!Welcome rock princess! And Marzipan, tag your it!

Holy Crap! >_> That was creepy... that's was exactly how me and my friend act. We plan to kidnap Panic and lock them in the closet. When we can afford it we would get electric collars that would zap them if they left the house. The farther they go the larger the zap. So if they go to far... *ZAP!* Ya, we would then tame them to be loyal pets. Hehe.... me and my friend were on coke the night we came up with that one. Coke as in the soda. ^_^

Wow. Did not realise how short that was. Sorry. What do you guys think? Team?

GO MARZIPAN GO!

Cha! I like how Brendon is a loner! ^_^ I'll come up with the next chapter in like .... 10 - 20 minutes. Wish meh luck!

HEY ROCK PRINCESS! YOU ARE OFFICIALLY PART OF THE GROUP!!!I added you to the list on page 2! Yay! My name is Hayley! You can call me that or heyhayhay! I don't care. What did you think of my chapter?

HELLOOO
Well you wanna know what I think?
I didn't like it...
I LOVED ITT =]

Where Oh Where Has My Little Dog Gone?

(chapter 2)

The three boys walked home from school together, seeing as how Ryan lived reasonably close to school. They exchanged thoughts about how their day went and what homework they had gotten. As they turned into Ryan's driveway they noticed something strange.

"Shit!" Ryan yelled running up to the white picket fence that bordered his house. The gate was wide open and there was no sight of his dog, Hobo. Spencer simply shrugged not registering what was so important about an open gate. "Ryan, what's wrong?"

Ryan didn't even bother to look at Spencer as he raced off to get his bike from the garage. "Hobos' out, again," he said returning to the other two boys. "I have to go track him down. Why don't you two set up the instruments and stuff. I'll be back in a while."

Brent protested, saying Hobo would probably come back on his own. "I'm sure he will come back when he's hungry, Ryan. Don't sweat it." Of course Ryan didn't listen to him at all.

Ryan just gave them a quick glance before heading down the street to look for his furry companion.

Meanwhile, at a park not far from school, Brendon sat on a squeaky swing that moaned as he swung back and forth effortlessly. "Man, school sucks!" He yelled out in anger as he kicked at the bark that lay beneath his feet.

Oddly enough one of the pieces happened to be a stick rather then a chunk, and as it flew through the air it caught the eye of a small, curious, little creature by the name of Hobo.

Taking this as some kind of game, the dog raced after the bark and retrieved it from beneath the monkey bars. This obviously brought Brendon's attention to the beast. "Oh, hey there little fella. What's a little mutt like you doing out here all by your lonesome?" He questioned.

Taking the slobber covered piece of bark from the animal he grabbed the collar and read the print. "Hobo?" Brendon said with emphasis. "What kind of person would name their dog that?"

Right on cue, Ryan road up on his bike. Staring at the boy who his friends and him had blown off earlier that day. Biting his lip with worry he simply parked his transportation in the appropriate spot and walked onto the tan bark. The two boys just stood, staring at one another. Neither of them wanting to begin the conversation.

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