Everything Goes According To Planned!
pt. 5
Pt. 5
Next thing I knew the sun was shining and I found ryan’s arms around me, but he was conked out. Frankly I didn’t wanna wake him up but he finally came to.
“sorry it’s a habit”
“it’s ok I didn’t kno it until a couple seconds ago”
“oh so what do you wanna do today?”
“you mean you don’t have to leave?”
“that’s exactly what I mean”
“yay!”
“I’m glad that your glad”
“well I’m glad that your glad that I’m glad”
“well I’m glad that your glad that I’m glad that your glad”
“we need to stop”
“yes we do”
everybody woke up to out talking.
“hey sissy! Hey ryan! Your up early!”
“sun’s to bright and I can’t help it, but I don’t know why ry’s up”
“I just felt like it”
“nice”
“I try”
“what are we doing today”
“shopping!” drea shot up.
“oh my GOTH! You scared me to death!”
brendon, ryan, jon, and spencer stared at me really weird.
“what the...”
“punk…sorry habit…I have really weird sayings or substitutes for the real phrase like: what the punk, oh my goth, and oh my emo”
“you’re hilarious” spencer said.
“I know I could be on blue collar t.v.”
“that’s exactly what I’m saying”
“kay look we’re all funny” brendon said while climbing down the ladder of the bus.
“where are you going?” drea called after him.
“well I don’t know about you guys but I’m going shopping”
“heck yes!” jon climbed down too.
“ditto” the rest of us said in unison, laughed, and climbed down. We went to kohl’s and grabbed everything black, grey, white, red, or anything emo/goth looking in site and escaped to the dressing room.
“don’t like this” I mumbled.
“gross why’d I even pick that up?” drea yelled.
“so this is how it feels taking girls shopping” spencer said as if it had just dawned on him.
“yea” ryan said matter-of-factly.
“ok lyk you do’t have to go all smarty butt on me. I’ve never done this before” me and drea died laughing because when he said that he sounded gay!
“what like I love my voice. I put on my manly voice for y’all” gay still!
“yea like all of us are like that I can’t believe you wouldn’t notice” that’s when I burst out of my dressing room in a different out fit, stroke a model pose, gave them a y’all-are-the-weirdest-people-ever look then laughed so hard my gut hurt. Then everyone started laughing very hard, but it finally died down.
“and y’all said I was funny.
one hour later
“sissy, I’m a tenor. I can hit some high notes there.”
“brother, I know that but I bet I can hit higher”
“I bet you couldn’t”
“what do you wanna bet?”
“you have to buy me at least one thing I want”
“well if I win then you have to buy want ever I wan you to, wear it up and down main street, and hold the sign of my choice”
his mouth hung open a little.
“fine”
“what can you hit?”
“I can hit a high F”
“ha I can hit a high G”
“prove it”
“you prove yours”
“ok, ok high D”
“I can still hit a high G”
“prove it”
I started at an A and went all the way up to a high G.
“ha now let me go get something”
I picked up a pink fluffy miniskirt and some hot pink and light pink leggings, and he bought the things.
“do you have like posterboard?”
“yea, here ya go, I’ve been trying to get rid of it for a while now”
“thanks”
I got a sharpie out of my pocketbook and wrote:
‘my mom makes me dress like a girl cuz she wants me to change over.’
“you are so evil sissy”
“if I’m your sissy I got it from you”
he stuck his tongue out and went in the dressing room. When he came out he looked so pretty.
“here ya go” I said giving him the sign I made. We walked outside and people honked. One girl even stopped and was like:
“omg your brendon urie!” and drove off laughing.
“I really do hate you now!”
“oko so it was a little extreme, but I’ve always wanted to see you in a miniskirt and leggings, this was just the icing on the cake. You don’t really hate me do you?” I made puppy dog eyes in his face.
“I can’t hate you sissy, but I can dislike you. Now get that lip inside your mouth before a truck runs over it and hug me”
“ok that’s so retarded a truck’s gonna run over my lip and hug you?” I said and then hugged him.
“your funny”
“you too”
“kay moment’s over” ryan interrupted.
“yea lets get my jeans back on”
“yea you’re a prettier boy” I smiled.
“R.O.T.F.L.!”
“oh so were going to talk computer talk now?”
“yea L.O.L.” ryan blurted.
“we are so weird” I tried not to laugh.
“L.M.A.O.” jon kinda screamed.
“L.M.F.A.O.” spencer corrected.
“oh my emo!”
“what?!”
“that stands for bad words and bad words are bad!”
“that’s right. You shouldn’t cuss. And that’s why I’ll cuss for you”
it was then that Ryan stopped dead in his tracks.
“what’s wrong?”
“k-kel-keltie! Keltie’s car!”
“run! Fast y’all!
We sped off to their car.
“why’d we run like that?” I asked.
“curiosity killed the cat”
“Well I’m not a cat. I’m a person. And I can be as mean as a snake if you make me!”
“ok, ok that was my girlfriend and jon’s and spencer’s. I know it was them because it was keltie’s car. She’s following me!”
“how do you know it was her’s?”
“hot pink Mercedes with a license plate that says ‘oh la la’?”
“oh rite…well what exactly would happen?”
“she would see us together and she’d go all…well…um…”
“bitchy face on you!” brendon filled in.
“you’d have a real cat fight on your hands.” Jon added.
“yep” spencer agreed.
“well it wouldn’t last long me and dray would beat her up!”
“then she’d hire a hit man to kill you”
“your not serious”
blank faces.
“wow”
“hey babe, who are these…oh gosh what is the word I’m looking for?…oh right…skank?” keltie!
Next thing I knew the sun was shining and I found ryan’s arms around me, but he was conked out. Frankly I didn’t wanna wake him up but he finally came to.
“sorry it’s a habit”
“it’s ok I didn’t kno it until a couple seconds ago”
“oh so what do you wanna do today?”
“you mean you don’t have to leave?”
“that’s exactly what I mean”
“yay!”
“I’m glad that your glad”
“well I’m glad that your glad that I’m glad”
“well I’m glad that your glad that I’m glad that your glad”
“we need to stop”
“yes we do”
everybody woke up to out talking.
“hey sissy! Hey ryan! Your up early!”
“sun’s to bright and I can’t help it, but I don’t know why ry’s up”
“I just felt like it”
“nice”
“I try”
“what are we doing today”
“shopping!” drea shot up.
“oh my GOTH! You scared me to death!”
brendon, ryan, jon, and spencer stared at me really weird.
“what the...”
“punk…sorry habit…I have really weird sayings or substitutes for the real phrase like: what the punk, oh my goth, and oh my emo”
“you’re hilarious” spencer said.
“I know I could be on blue collar t.v.”
“that’s exactly what I’m saying”
“kay look we’re all funny” brendon said while climbing down the ladder of the bus.
“where are you going?” drea called after him.
“well I don’t know about you guys but I’m going shopping”
“heck yes!” jon climbed down too.
“ditto” the rest of us said in unison, laughed, and climbed down. We went to kohl’s and grabbed everything black, grey, white, red, or anything emo/goth looking in site and escaped to the dressing room.
“don’t like this” I mumbled.
“gross why’d I even pick that up?” drea yelled.
“so this is how it feels taking girls shopping” spencer said as if it had just dawned on him.
“yea” ryan said matter-of-factly.
“ok lyk you do’t have to go all smarty butt on me. I’ve never done this before” me and drea died laughing because when he said that he sounded gay!
“what like I love my voice. I put on my manly voice for y’all” gay still!
“yea like all of us are like that I can’t believe you wouldn’t notice” that’s when I burst out of my dressing room in a different out fit, stroke a model pose, gave them a y’all-are-the-weirdest-people-ever look then laughed so hard my gut hurt. Then everyone started laughing very hard, but it finally died down.
“and y’all said I was funny.
one hour later
“sissy, I’m a tenor. I can hit some high notes there.”
“brother, I know that but I bet I can hit higher”
“I bet you couldn’t”
“what do you wanna bet?”
“you have to buy me at least one thing I want”
“well if I win then you have to buy want ever I wan you to, wear it up and down main street, and hold the sign of my choice”
his mouth hung open a little.
“fine”
“what can you hit?”
“I can hit a high F”
“ha I can hit a high G”
“prove it”
“you prove yours”
“ok, ok high D”
“I can still hit a high G”
“prove it”
I started at an A and went all the way up to a high G.
“ha now let me go get something”
I picked up a pink fluffy miniskirt and some hot pink and light pink leggings, and he bought the things.
“do you have like posterboard?”
“yea, here ya go, I’ve been trying to get rid of it for a while now”
“thanks”
I got a sharpie out of my pocketbook and wrote:
‘my mom makes me dress like a girl cuz she wants me to change over.’
“you are so evil sissy”
“if I’m your sissy I got it from you”
he stuck his tongue out and went in the dressing room. When he came out he looked so pretty.
“here ya go” I said giving him the sign I made. We walked outside and people honked. One girl even stopped and was like:
“omg your brendon urie!” and drove off laughing.
“I really do hate you now!”
“oko so it was a little extreme, but I’ve always wanted to see you in a miniskirt and leggings, this was just the icing on the cake. You don’t really hate me do you?” I made puppy dog eyes in his face.
“I can’t hate you sissy, but I can dislike you. Now get that lip inside your mouth before a truck runs over it and hug me”
“ok that’s so retarded a truck’s gonna run over my lip and hug you?” I said and then hugged him.
“your funny”
“you too”
“kay moment’s over” ryan interrupted.
“yea lets get my jeans back on”
“yea you’re a prettier boy” I smiled.
“R.O.T.F.L.!”
“oh so were going to talk computer talk now?”
“yea L.O.L.” ryan blurted.
“we are so weird” I tried not to laugh.
“L.M.A.O.” jon kinda screamed.
“L.M.F.A.O.” spencer corrected.
“oh my emo!”
“what?!”
“that stands for bad words and bad words are bad!”
“that’s right. You shouldn’t cuss. And that’s why I’ll cuss for you”
it was then that Ryan stopped dead in his tracks.
“what’s wrong?”
“k-kel-keltie! Keltie’s car!”
“run! Fast y’all!
We sped off to their car.
“why’d we run like that?” I asked.
“curiosity killed the cat”
“Well I’m not a cat. I’m a person. And I can be as mean as a snake if you make me!”
“ok, ok that was my girlfriend and jon’s and spencer’s. I know it was them because it was keltie’s car. She’s following me!”
“how do you know it was her’s?”
“hot pink Mercedes with a license plate that says ‘oh la la’?”
“oh rite…well what exactly would happen?”
“she would see us together and she’d go all…well…um…”
“bitchy face on you!” brendon filled in.
“you’d have a real cat fight on your hands.” Jon added.
“yep” spencer agreed.
“well it wouldn’t last long me and dray would beat her up!”
“then she’d hire a hit man to kill you”
“your not serious”
blank faces.
“wow”
“hey babe, who are these…oh gosh what is the word I’m looking for?…oh right…skank?” keltie!