What's On Your Mind? Justin Bieber? (;

[Monorail Fan:)]

Next fall can take its sweet time getting here. I don't want to take D. Ed.

 

[Raven_the_Bird]

Bury me in all my favorite colors...

 

[Monorail Fan:)]

D. Ed. That sounds like "dead". O.O

 

[Raven_the_Bird]

"I am in my favorite band." - Frank Iero on the song Cancer.

 

[MickeyisBeast]

I feel much better about failing my drivers test knowing that Justin failed his the first time too

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[Raven_the_Bird]

We all go to hell.

 

[Monorail Fan:)]

I should find some caffeine.

 

[nerdylightbulb]

Logan Mitchell was never into girls half as much as his friends were. Kendall and James ran through girl after girl and Carlos was always attempting (unsuccessfully) to do the same thing. It wasn’t all girls that Logan wasn’t into. He just wasn’t into the girls in his town. He’d come to terms with the fact that he probably wouldn’t have a girlfriend until he went to college out of state. Of course, that was until he turned 15 and everything changed.

The same people had lived in town for years. Logan’s grandparents liked to tell him stories about when they were kids and they hung out with all of his classmates’ grandparents. His parents did the same sort of thing and so did all of his friends’ parents. Everyone in town was on a first name basis with each other and no one locked their doors. The people who lived in the town almost never left. And almost everyone who did leave ended up coming back after a while. It was the way things had always worked and probably how they always would.

The Johnsons had lived next door the Mitchells since 1907. It was a Tuesday in March when Tom and his new wife, Cassie, came over to say that they were moving.

“Tom got a job offer in Louisiana,” Cassie said excitedly. “He’ll be making 10% more a year!”

Mrs. Mitchell nodded happily, but had a very different opinion about the fact once the Johnsons were gone.

“They’ll be back,” Mrs. Mitchell announced as she was standing in the kitchen and stirring the pasta that was boiling away on the stove. “In the mean time, I’m hoping that some out of town weirdos don’t move in next door. We wouldn’t want that. Now, come drain the pasta for me, Logan.”

Much to Mrs. Mitchell’s dismay, the ‘out of town weirdos’ moved in a few days later. They were the Millers and they were from New York. It was Mr. and Mrs. Miller along with their daughter, Annabel. Annabel wasn’t like any other girl that Logan had ever seen. She’d only been in town for a week, but she’d worn a dress everyday and a large, blue pendant hung around her neck. Logan was intrigued to say the least.

It took Logan another week to actually talk to her. He’d been telling James how interested he was in her and James, after taking in Annabel’s long, curly brown hair, pale skin, and dark eyes and deciding that she wasn’t his type, made it his mission to help Logan talk to her.

The day after Logan mentioned all of this to James, James grabbed his arm and dragged him up to Annabel with a simple ‘Have you met Logan?’ before he strolled off to go talk to one of the cheerleaders who was leaning against a nearby locker.
Annabel, who had been sitting on the ground in front of a window and reading, looked up at Logan like he didn’t belong there. She studied him for a minute before she smirked. “You live next door to me. I saw you reading under the tree in your yard the other day.”

Logan nodded wordlessly.

“You don’t seem like the other boys here. Your friend over there seems to think he can sleep with any girl he wants,” she said as she glanced at James. She frowned as she saw the way that the other girl was leaning towards James and laughing at his jokes that weren’t particularly humorous. “And the girls here aren’t any better.”

“James is harmless,” Logan replied with a small smirk. “He doesn’t think so, but he’s really a big softy.”

Annabel smiled. “So, your name is Logan?”

Logan nodded and swallowed around the lump in his throat. "And you're Annabel." Annabel raised her eyebrow and Logan hurried to ammend his statement. "I... Uhh... I mean..."

Annabel smiled softly. "Don't we have the same literature class next period?"
Logan nodded as Annabel stood up.

"Good. You can walk me there."

As they were walking away, James turned to Logan with a raised brow and mouthed the word 'details' before turning back to the cheerleader he'd been talking to with a grin.
Logan had been hoping that James would forget about what had happened earlier that day, but knew it was only wishful thinking when James smirked at him as they were walking home from hockey practice with Kendall and Carlos later that day.

"Our little Logie's growing up," James said sarcastically as he pretended to wipe a tear from his eye. "He walked his first girl to class today."

"Was she hot?" Carlos asked with an eager grin.

Logan rolled his eyes. "It's not that big of a deal. I was just being friendly and... Yeah, she's totally hot."

Kendall clapped a friendly hand on Logan's shoulder. "Hey, maybe she'll even be your first girlfriend. You're not even trying and you're probably getting laid before Carlos who's been trying for years!"

"Hey!" Carlos yelled as he stuck out his lower lip. "It's not my fault the girls in this town are immune to my special brand of Carlos charm!"

The four boys laughed the rest of the way home.

Logan had been sitting in his room and doing working on the fifty math problems that he'd been assigned for homework when there was a soft tapping at his window. He was used to the noise because the tree outside was constantly blowing against the window with the slightest gusts of wind. He was able to disregard it until the tapping became more like knocking and he decided that it couldn't be the tree and had to be someone knocking. He decided that it had to be Carlos because only Carlos would climb a tree as opposed to using the door like a normal person would.

Logan figured that if he ignored it, Carlos would eventually give up and use the door. The knocking stopped after a few minutes and it was quiet for a second.

"Logan?" a distinctly female voice called out, almost making Logan fall out of his seat. "Are you in there?"

He opened the curtains to find Annabel perched precariously on the branch closest to his window, wearing a huge grin.

"Aren't you gonna invite me in?"

 

[MickeyisBeast]

yeah. this allnighter thing... just remembered I'm actually going to my friend's house tomorrow to help her make a tumblr and to give her my world history honors paper and help her out with that. WHOOPS.

I would say we should do this tomorrow night... but on Sunday i've got to go to the baseball fields, work on my tan, and sell some tickets. woo.

NIGHT Y'ALL. i lose at the all-nighter.

 

[Raven_the_Bird]

You should have been-
I could have been a better son!

 

[Raven_the_Bird]

Mama, we all go to hell,
Mama, we all go to hell,
It’s really quite pleasant except for the smell,
Mama, we all go to hell.

 

[Monorail Fan:)]

yeah. this allnighter thing... just remembered I'm actually going to my friend's house tomorrow to help her make a tumblr and to give her my world history honors paper and help her out with that. WHOOPS.

I would say we should do this tomorrow night... but on Sunday i've got to go to the baseball fields, work on my tan, and sell some tickets. woo.

NIGHT Y'ALL. i lose at the all-nighter.

I fail too. I was yawning like crazy. Well, we tried. Maybe next weekend.

 

[Raven_the_Bird]

Liza: And if you would call me your sweetheart, I'd maybe then sing you a song.

I used to hate her parts in this song.

 

[mickey'sbff]

Is everyone still on? I went to my friend's house to drop something off and then ended up spending three hours there

 

[Monorail Fan:)]

Our yard is an eyesore and will be for the next two weeks. I hope my mom doesn't regret this pool, it's a ton of investing she had to do.

 

[Raven_the_Bird]

The hardest part is letting go of your dreams.

 

[Raven_the_Bird]

A drink for the horror that I'm in
For the good guys and the bad guys
For the monsters that I've been
Three cheers for tyranny
Unapologetic apathy
'Cause there ain't no one way
That I'm coming back again

 

[Raven_the_Bird]

And through it all
How could you cry for me?
'Cause I don't feel bad about it
So shut your eyes
Kiss me goodbye
And sleep
Just sleep
The hardest part
The awful things that
I've seen

 

[Monorail Fan:)]

Is everyone still on? I went to my friend's house to drop something off and then ended up spending three hours there

Hey Sarah!

 

[Raven_the_Bird]

Just sleep
Just sleep
Just sleep
Just sleep
Just sleep
Just sleep

One of my favorite MCR songs...reading the comments on this song...I'm now pretty sure Gerard's screaming,"Wake up" after that. Yay...and now my least favorite song on the album...