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Sunday, June 10, 2007


i'm the kind of kid who can't let anything go
mood: somewhere between embaressed and good

listening to: dance, dance-fall out boy

currently: getting ready to sleep off the alcohol

pimpage: savestheday (he's two quarters and a heart down), detectivedanielle (she only wants sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with her), deadxonxarrival (she likes to dance, dance), shadowme (she drinks gin and kerosene), shallow heart (she wants to lay in your bed all day), october (she keeps her jealousy close), hoaryu (he'll weigh you down, he'll watch you choke), knight edge (nothing comes as easy as him), tohmalover14 (she's salt and you're the wound), destinyssweetman (he knows that you're in between arms somewhere), tim tim (he should try saying no once in awhile)

hi,

Redmoonchick Responds:

playitbakinslomo: ah you're back! i haven't seen you in forever! ah yeah i do have a small school not a lot of people attend.

shadowme: peterxpatrick is love ryanxbrendon is lust, ha i am weird. btw what was that line you had on your site about everyone being a letdown? i really liked it but i can't remember it T-T

october: *hands over cake* the frosting tastes like soap

toh-toh: i did work! i just happened to work in the computer lab a lot.

edge: ah you caught me, i mentioned it purely because of you..kidding? or am i? lol


hey guys, so i literally just got back from the wedding just thirty minutes ago. it was fun, i was there from six till like a little after eleven. i woke up today at one o' clock pm and took a shower because the wedding started at three, but i didn't end up going to the wedding part, just the reception. it was fun got there and had the unlucky fortune of sitting with my least favorite cousin...right next to her. my other cousin asked how old i was and wouldn't believe that i was eighteen. i don't know why people don't think i'm that old. the reception was pretty boring during dinner with me mostly talking to my bro.

things picked up after dinner though because they opened the dance floor and the bride and groom did their special dance together and all that. they also opened up the free bar and i began sneaking drinks. my brother ended up doing the chicken dance and the hokey pokey, i just watched though. i actually didn't dance all night except for the point when i was walking back to my table and my aunt corned me and made me dance a little, including her dirty dancing on me. *sigh* why does that always happen to me?

anyway as the night wore on i drank more and more but it didn't matter because all my other underaged cousins were doing it too even my brother. overall i drank seven drinks and was feeling pretty good, not drunk just buzzed. the dj at the wedding kept playing old songs or annoying rap songs so i requested fall out boy and after the longest time he played it, i guess a lot of people weren't feeling it but i was jamming so the freaken guy cut the song off early! i was pissed and i booed him. i was also weirded out because i saw all the young like seven or eight year old girls freaken dancing like little hoes! i was like wtf? it was creepy. it didn't help that my least favorite cousin was out there dancing like she belonged on stage accompanied by a stripper pole and looking for dollar bills.

i was outside talking to my older cousin and she wanted to see my yearbook so i showed her and she was like "is danny your boyfriend?" and i'm like o.o "wtf? no!" gah no more yearbook showing ever. that i declare. lol, i was watching my young cousins like six and two years old and played with them for a bit and just talked to family and crap. when it was time to leave my brother was messing around with me on the dance floor and i took my one show off to hit him with it and i freaken slipped! due to the nylons i was wearing and i fell on my butt on the dance floor infront of most of my aunts and uncles and a few of my cousins. quick thinking me i said my bro pushed me and i fell so some of them believed me and like everyone rushed over to help me. my uncle tim tried to pull me up and my pants were slippery too i was slidding across the floor. i was so embarressed that i cried after we left. yeah embaressment+alcohol don't mix. oh well i'm over it now.

anyway so that was the wedding and it was lovely and i really like my cousins wife, she's pretty and nice. the two of them are cute together and there wedding got me thinking about what i would like my own wedding to be like and also what kind of wonderful guy would be next to me. ah romance long live it.

anyhoo it's sunday so here is the latest chapter of "murder and lyrics" the surprise hit. seriously i never thought anyone would like this.
previously:
danielle met timothy her new partner and the two of them tracked down cassandra daniel's assistant.

"murder and lyrics"

chapter four: the unusual suspects

the news of learning how daniel hicks had died was a bit too much for cassandra and shortly after learning the news she burst into tears. danielle and timothy tried their best to comfort the girl but nothing seemed to calm her enough to actually get any information from her.

danielle left the interrogation room to take a breather and try to decide what course of action she and detective fisher should take. danielle leaned against the wall hand fisted in her pocket and she craved a cigarette something she hadn't had in nearly a year. detective fisher also exitied the room a mere moment later seeming a bit frazzled and frustrated.

timothy took off his hat and for the first time danielle saw his short light brown hair.

"this girl sure is emotional" he told her as he ran a large hand through his hair before placing the hat back on his head. " but i guess that's girls for ya" timothy said as he too leaned against the wall. he seemed to realize his mistake with his words as he glanced at danielle. "sorry about that" he said giving her a crooked smile. danielle shook her head

"don't worry about it" she said knowing full well that the guy didn't mean to insult her.

"we should check on her" danielle told detective fisher. timothy nodded in agreement and opened the interogation room for danielle before following her inside. when the two detective's entered the room they saw that the girl had calmed down a great deal and now she sat sniffling staring at the cold surface of the table.

she looked up at the two detectives upon their entry into the room. "i-i'm sorry" she said through small sad breaths. "it's just i still can't believe it" she managed out before tearing up again. cassandra was still semi calm though and the detectives knew that this is the best they would get.

danielle and timothy took seats infront of the girl. danielle with her notepad in her hand and timothy setting up the tape recorder. "alright miss smith, we're going to begin now" timothy told her. cassandra nodded and looked down at her hands. before timothy could ask the first question cassie interrupted him.

"wait, you said danny was poisoned right?" the two detective's nodded at her question

"what about it?" danielle asked

"how was he poisoned? i mean how did it happen?" she asked them

"he drank it" timothy said more bluntly then danielle would have liked. after all she wanted to keep the girl calm. cassie gasped and brought her hands to her mouth. danielle was confused by the girl's actions.

"what's wrong miss smith?" danielle asked determined to get to the bottom of her puzzling actions.

"the water bottles!" she blurted out her eyes wide and fearful

"water bottles?" timothy and danielle both said at the same time

"yes" cassie began, her eyes far away as if she were lost her thoughts "last night after the show, danny drank one of the water bottles before he collasped" cassie told the detectives her eyes now once again focused on the pair.

"that's very helpful miss smith, do you happen to know who gave daniel the water bottle?" danielle asked. cassie nodded the color draining from her soft sad face.

"i did" was all she whispered as her face took on something of a blank stare. danielle and timothy looked at one another wondering how to best proceed with the given information. was this some sort of confession? was cassie admitting to killing daniel?

cassandra saw the look on the two detective's faces "i didn't kill him!" she said suddenly a new look of fear took over her features. "i gave him the water bottle yes, but i swear i didn't know it was poisoned" cassie cried at the detectives in an almost desperate manner. silence took hold of the room before timothy cleared his throat

"did you see anyone else near the water at all that day?" he asked. cassie's breathing slowed and she seemed to calm down a bit as she realized that the detective's weren't going to arrest her. cassie again took on that far away look that she was near perfect at as her thoughts went to yesterday, to when danny was on stage to when lexi showed up and took a seat right next to the water cooler.

"lexi hartford" cassie said surprised as if lexi herself had suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"that hotel heiress?" timothy asked and cassie nodded

"yeah, she was danny's girlfriend" cassie said her voice losing it's surprise and settling back into it's monotone of sadness. danielle was glad that there was another potentional suspect because she was still having trouble seeing this girl as a killer. "lexi was sitting near the water cooler at the show" cassie muttered.

"did you see her touch the water?" danielle asked cassie shook her head.

"no, i got a call and went to find a quiet place to talk"

"did you see anyone else cassie? anyone else who came in contact with daniel or the water?" timothy asked cassie again took a moment to think before anwsering the detectives

"well danny's old friend chris walker was hanging around before the concert but i didn't see him during or after it and the musician josiah hardwick he was around too, other then that just all the normal crew and assistants"

danielle wrote down the names cassie had given them and could think of no other info they could get from the girl as finding and interviewing the new potential suspects seemed a higher prioriety then bagering the girl. timothy seemed to agree as he collected his tape recorder and turned it off.

"thank you miss smith, you've been extreamly helpful, we'll be in touch" timothy told her as he stood and picked up his briefcase. danielle too stood and smiled at cassie, cassie took the hint and stood as well walking over to shake hands with the two detectives before timothy pulled open the door for her. cassie made her way out the door but before exiting completely she turned to look at them.

"danny...was a really amazing guy. i know we had our differences and stuff but he was a good friend...he didn't deserve to die that way." cassandra said and danielle could see the tears forming in her eyes.

"i know" danielle said as that was the best thing she could think of to say at the moment. cassie gave something resembling a real smile and turned to leave again. the detectives nodded at her and watched as she walked away.

timothy waited until cassie was gone before looking to danielle and asking her what had been on his mind "so, what do you think?" he asked danielle.

"she didn't do it" was all she said
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like it? love it? hate it? either way tell me what you think. here's some useless info i had to rewrite this whole chapter because i didn't like it.

~redmoonchick~

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