nyff?

whats that mean?

im not sure, i just say it... it meens what ever you like... genraly i use it for yes or no... i like contradicting myself

haha nice i may just say that in front of my friends and never let them know what it says!!!


BWAHAHHA IM EVIL!!!!

lolz thats the spirit! thats what i do... execp, all my friends do it to, so no one understands ANYTHING!

i want an update. mainly because i want the main character to kick Ryan in the balls. i'm weird, i know. i was reminded at least four times today by this girl Kiahna.

i got hit in the head with a football today, so don't take anything i say too entirely seriously

WOW IFLU AL!!!!

we al fuckin luv u 2...
i think

hahahahah omg bwahahahahaha

we certainly love you too!

i'm hyper....

me too@!!!

And I love you the verrryyy mostest. Here's yo chappie to prove it.

Chapter 8: Controlling The Waves

My reaction was instant, I changed Mr.Pointy's direction and aimed it at Ryan's heart, at the same time he moved to the side faster than I could register properly. Noting that my stake hadn't connected I spun on my heels and lifted my leg in an attempt to kick him in the balls. I'd like to tell you that it worked, I'd like to tell you that shortly after I was ready to break out my swiffer duster but I'm afraid that, that all would be lies. Ross caught my leg as it came out, then he swiftly jerked me forward so I fell and successfully hit my head against an alley wall was I fell to my back.
"Arrrgh!" I growled, I was pissed now. I threw Mr.Pointy at him in a last chance effort to dust his ass. Ryan caught Mr. Pointy, just before my best pal ever pierced Ross's heart. I knew that I was screwed from that point on.
"Well that's a bad day." I stated still laying on the ground, Ryan's spare hand sill gripping my leg. I turned my gaze to him and raised an eyebrow.
"You uhh, gonna leggo' of that?" I asked glancing at my leg. His grip tightened for a moment and then he dropped my leg. I sat up and stared. Ryan put Mr.Pointy in his pocket and stared back at me.
"Well are you going to say something or just stare at my face expecting a circus show?" I said while staring him down. As I did so I noticed what he was wearing, a black jacket containing some odd shirt inside of it, some pinstripe pants, and classy shoes. His hair also was in this odd not really a mohawk style. 'He dresses really well', I thought to myself. Then just as I thought that, I slapped myself with a mental stick. 'No thinking thoughts like that about the crazy vampire who's after you! He's evil, evil does not dress well!' I nodded mentally and looked back at Ryan. He was trying not to smile about something. It was making me angry seeing him do that.
"What are you so giggly about?" I snapped at him from the floor.
"You." He laughed. Then he crouched down to my level and grinned a large grin. His fangs showed and a wave of panic ran up my body to my bite marks. Ryan noticed my stiffening and gave me a look.
"You're all tense. You've never gotten all tense before, not even when I almost crushed you with a trailer. Or even when Spencer tried to cut you into little bits with a sword." Ryan said looking confused. "Is it Terra? Are you worried about her?" He asked like he was a friend inquiring about why I might be upset.
"Dooooood, quit talking to me so casually, I know you're just here to kill me. Quit pretending like you care, creeps mehh out, and yes I am worried about Terra." I responded waiting for him to do his vampire thing and kill me already, or at least hopefully let it end that way.
"You're so naive." Ryan said rolling his eyes. "Would I have let you get away in the mansion if I were going to kill you?"
"You might have wante- LET ME HAUL MY ASS OUT?!" I screamed from my spot on the concrete. "You may have lost more marbles than you know Ross, because I escape all on my own." I shot back. Ryan just smiled.
"Whatever helps you hold onto your dignity I guess." Ryan shrugged. Then a look of enlightenment came over him and he got down on his hands so that he was crouched just above my legs. Not a good day.
"Unless, you'd like me to prove it?" He asked with a hint of excitement in his voice. I cocked an eyebrow at him.
"Prove what? That you let me get away? That's a load of bull beca-" I was promptly cut off by Ryan leaping out from his spot and tackling me, which caused me to bang my head into the wall....again.
Now I was really pissed, so I decided it was time to resort to my favorite form of defense. I [I]kneed[/] Ryan in the balls. Or at least I thought I had, but as it turns out the bandejo had moved slightly so instead of kneeing him in the balls, I slammed my knee into his stomach which, incase you've never faught a vamprie before, hurts like a mother.
"FACK!" I yelled out. Where were Brent and Maggie when you needed them?
"Done yet?" Ryan laughed a little. Then he began to do something strange, he grabbed me and by some work of whatever unholy creature he worships, he lifted me over himself and backed into my spot. Basicly, he now had his back against the wall while sitting on the concrete, and I was positioned inbetween his legs while he held my arms behind my back. Not a good fucking day.
"Scared?" He whispered with a bit of something in his voice. I wanted to run in that one moment, I felt my body go into a state of panic, all the human instincts for danger were going off within me, but like hell was I gonna tell him that. So instead, I bit my tongue and snapped back venemously.
"Never."
"Good to know," he laughed. Then he started kissing my neck. That's right, you read that right, this is no typo of the author, the fucker started kissing my neck. Now, I don't know about you folks at home but Ryan had passed the personal space bubble line about 40 miles back, so this was waaaayyy out of boundary.
"How about now?" He breathed out, and rested his lips on my marks. A massive wave of panic rushed over my body. I struggled a little.
"Yes? No?" He asked and tightened his grip on my arms. Now and only now did I wake up to what the hell was happening, he was letting his bloodlust take over him. I am such a winner. Maybe I should have gone into accounting? Yeah, they don't have big deadly sharp things and people who randomly appear in your warehouse.
"Ryan don't you dare move." I instructed knowing I was screwed unless someone got here quick. Ryan pushed his face into the crook of my neck and breathed deeply. Then, just as I thought I was going to go down in one way I had dreaded, he stopped. Ryan froze up and then relaxed.
"I-I'm sorry." Ryan stuttered out, he stood up leaving me on the ground. "I shouldn't have done that, I apologize, that was unintentional. If you want Terra back, just come back to Pete's old place tomorrow night. We'll begin bargaining for her life then." Ryan said while stepping out in front of me and deliberately looking at the sky.
"Brendon's gotten really attached to her you know? I don't know if he'll let her go that easy, I hope you guys got something better than a hot girl, who plays videogames, and is totally available, for him." Ryan said chuckling lightly. Then with almost a reluctance, he looked back at me, smiled and raced out of the alley.
I just sat there on the ground and tried to make my body and my legs understand what the hell they should be doing.
Luckily though, a girl came from around the corner and saw me lying there on the ground...

where am I? bad me! *smacks self with a ruler*

Don't worry, where you are, you've got your own hands full. In fact you AND Brent are both quite distracted at the moment.

great i'm fighting someone. please tell me i get to kick him in the balls? i've always wanted to do that to someone....

i'll i've managed is kicking a soccer ball a bit too high a bit too fast...

anyhoo...can we get two updates today? tomorrow ther'll actually be homework....

Hmmm, perhaps... but I can't guarantee much length, I had to write out that update twice because this site decided to give me attitude and deleted everything the first time. Give me a few minutes while I type it out.