Sunday, June 20, 2004

MOTHER NOOOOOO!!!
O_O; I’m going to die soon. >_>; Yes. My day has come, and it’s all ALEX’S FAULT! Yeah… we’re taking a flight to Florida ALONE with only myself, my friends Ryan (>_>;), Michael (Not my brother), Jimmy (my best friend), along with all my brothers (Going by age from oldest to youngest) Dexter, Aran, Gavin, Alex, Mike, Cameron, and Jason.

Some of you would be thrilled, huh? Well, you’ve never been alone with that many boys… and it’s horrible the fact that our only guardian is my brother Dexter, who is hardly responsible himself, let alone Gavin. Honestly, the only one who’ll be watching me will be Aran, who watches me like a hawk seeing how I’m his favorite, lol. Well, it happened last night, at dinner. There was an odd silence, and then Alex suddenly volunteered to wash the dishes… he never does that… mom knew he wanted something, and she immediately said, “No.” and he frowned, and made “The Puppy Face” something me and my mother just can’t say no to… that’s why I hate it so much, heh. Then, Alex got on his knees, hugged mom by her waist, and began yelling out all these reasons, and finally, he said, “I want to go to Florida, mom! I’ll take the guys! Even my wonderful little brother-sister!” I was in shock when he said that. Not only how he called me a SHim, but the fact he wanted to take me. My mother never says no as long as they take me… and so, she kissed his forehead, and granted him permission.

So, I jumped up, ran, then threw myself onto the tile floor of the dinning room, and slid right before mom’s left leg, and clung to it as if holding on for dear life, and pleaded to her. “Mother, noooooo!!! Alex is like, the plague of my life! He’s going to lose me! If not him, Cameron will kill me! Gavin will sell me! Alex will probably die of hunger and eat me! Don’t make me goooo!” mom freaked out and shook her leg loose, and told me to breathe, then pulled me up, and said, “It’s okay… Aran is going and Mike is, too. They’ll keep you and the others safe. And your little friends are going, too… the nice neighbor boy you like-- Michael Ma-something. And that other boy, Ryan, and your best friend Jimmy!” Hearing Jimmy made me feel relieved, but the fact she told my brothers about my co-worker Michael, and Ryan… that was going to haunt me for the next few days.

The other guys snickered, and Mike stood next to Cameron, who pretended to be me fainting over the other Michael behind mom’s back, and then made ridiculous jokes. I shook my fist at them, and mom simply pushed me upstairs and said, “Pack! Now! All of you!” and we did. Running up stairs, Mike and Cameron ran next to me, and laughed. I slammed the door behind me, and ran to my balcony. I thought maybe I could climb down, and make a run for Ashley’s, but I didn’t want to run fifteen minutes only to end up being yelled at by her five year old sister, who screams, “WHERE ARE THE EASTER EGGS!?” at me. Or the fact that our attack dog doesn’t let us leave without making a big fuss, and bark like crazy wanting to play so, instead I opened my closet, pulled out my backpack and rucksack, and loaded them with clothes, my brush, a CD player, an MP3, batteries galore, my GBA SP, and some other stuff like extra snacks for Alex whom I always feared turned into a werewolf at night, and might try to eat me, a lighter for Cameron and me when we have those special needs, seeing how we have a slight pyro addiction, heh. I also made sure Mike had his Cecil plushie, and a few jackets I stole from my brothers, lol. And then, we slept for the night. Next morning, Aran skipped through the house, blowing an air horn I could’ve sworn I hid from him for obvious reasons, too.

I ran downstairs, only to run into Michael, who smiled and said, “Hi” and I “Erk”ed and ran back in my room, lol. I need to work on my social skills, lol. We all got dressed quickly, short of time, so we didn’t brush our hair… any of us at all, which Gavin’s hair was all over the place, unlike the rest of us whose hair was short (Seeing how our stupid brother named Cameron cut my hair leaving it really short… I like it, though.) And we grabbed our bags, and ran out the door. On our way out, Cameron bid our dogs’ farewell wanting to take at least one, but realized that was impossible. We said our good-byes to mom, and hopped into the car with Jimmy’s mom, who took off quickly, and said the faster, we leave, the more fun our mothers will have going to bars. O_o;

We arrived at the airport in Long Beach, and ran through the doors. Alex let out a loud, “WHOO!” and kicked into the air, shaking himself vigorously, and said, “Freedom, my friends!” and led us to the happy receptionist, who looked like a life size Barbie doll with pretty blonde hair, and glistening blue eyes named Rachel. She talked perkily and looked as if she were about to pop a cheekbone out any second cause she was smiling too much. Dexter walked up, and got our tickets together, and making our way to the departing area, where we waited about thirty minutes before boarding. Another creepy smiling lady named Jennifer took our tickets slowly, and then stared at me, and said, “Well aren’t you cute as a button! Have a nice flight young man!” and she cocked her head to the side. I felt like ripped her head off, but Michael grabbed me, and pulled me off to the plane. I hadn’t noticed we were on the plane, until I was actually sitting in one of the seats, lol.

The plane was a bit odd, seeing how it was a bit more spacious than most. Trying to figure where we were to sit, Mike offered his seat to the other Michael, and he ended up by one of the windows. Then, Cameron exchanged his seat for Ryan, who sat on the inside aisle. I was still confused as to where I was to sit; until Aran pointed out I was between Michael and Ryan, who were half asleep, and drinking coffee. I glared at Mike and Cameron, who smiled mischievously at me, and slapped each other five, snickering, and saying something about not doing things I shouldn’t do. >_>; I simply kept quiet and sat there. One of the flight attendants came out, and explained safety procedures. With everything she said, I thought of all the possibilities… and eventually, I started to hyperventilate, and the attendant tried to calm me down, but I only ended up freaking out more, heh. I suppose I’m one to get frightened easily. Aran who sat before me kept telling me to calm down, and handed me a bag, while I rested my head behind his chair, and closed my eyes shut. Plane take offs were never any help, cause I always end up having to hold onto something, and it’s usually the person next to me, who is normally either Mike, Aran, or Cameron. I did calm down soon, after Aran kept talking to me, and telling me it was fine and okay.

… And then the plane took off. As we sped up, I felt my stomach suddenly get pushed to the back, and while gritting my teeth; I pushed myself back, trying to keep from grabbed either Ryan, or Michael. Michael turned and looked as if he didn’t feel anything at all, and said, “Are you okay?” and then the plane jumped, catching all of our attention, causing many blank faces to pop up, and then Michael ribbed me, and pointed outside to show we had just lifted off. I was relieved, and so I rested my head on his shoulder, which Mike saw but didn’t say anything, cause I had obviously been through enough. But I eventually pulled out my CD player, and listened to a few mixed CDs, and then soon falling asleep for pretty much the rest of the flight. Ryan, who was talking to Michael about what to expect in Florida, which interested me a lot, woke me up a little later and so I sat there listening, but kept quiet.

When we landed, I was completely relieved, cause I couldn’t stand to be so wired on coffee, and sit there like I had the past six hours… well, feeling wired and hyper wanting to explode, we decided to just turn in for the night, heh. I ended up sharing a room with Michael… that was obviously a really bad idea, lol. Especially with a hyper active me, I thought Michael would be dealing with a more… ahem, childish and psychotic me. It always happened, heh. Setting down our stuff at a nice Sheritan Hotel, we separated by twos in each room. Mike with Ryan, Cameron and Alex, Aran and Dexter, Jason and Gavin, and Jimmy stayed with Mike and Ryan after we forgot him, lol. Poor Jimmy, heh. In our room, Michael was laid back on the comfy soft beds of the hotel, and simply stared at me as I started to space out, Aran suddenly opened the door joined to ours, and gave Michael a look, as if warning him, then said goodnight, and took off laughing, locking the door behind him. Poor Michael was traumatized by the horrible ‘Stay Away from my Sister, You!’ glare. I laughed at him, and smiled shaking my head apologizing, and told him it better he went to the bathroom then, cause Aran has the eyes and ears of a hawk. One heavy noise or movement, and he’d jump into the room with a bat, and a duffle bag with his name on it, lol. He smiled uneasily, and said, “Why don’t I find that you’re joking?” and he stared at the door making a face.

The night was peaceful enough. There was a bit of noise like that of shot glasses pinging together, and laughing. Probably Aran drinking Vodka with Dexter, laughing at old stories about them without us around, and how they’d get into accidents, heh. From the room on the right of ours, Mike, Ryan, and Jimmy could be heard talking about really bad mishaps with old girlfriends and mishaps with them causing painful slaps on the cheek, a good kicking to the nads, and other crude stories of painful history. Some ever of me when I first met Jimmy… >_>; I recall I punched him the first day we met, and said, “What are you looking at, freak?” and I hit him. ^_^; I heard Michael laughing at that one a bit, and then there was a slam from Aran’s room, so I yelled back. It stopped soon after, though. Eventually, we were all asleep, although I had been fidgeting about on my bed, after being so wired, heh. So, I walked off to Cameron’s to ask for his laptop… just to play around for a bit, heh. I stayed up until about 4 am, and got only a two-hour sleep. O_o;

It Continues, heh. Need sleep >_>;
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