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    <title>Teach Me How To Love (8/11)</title>
    <published>2009-11-07T11:16:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-07T11:16:14Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Stephen Gately - Bright Eyes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title :&lt;/b&gt; Teach Me How To Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author :&lt;/b&gt; Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating :&lt;/b&gt; PG-13 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing :&lt;/b&gt; Brendon / Ryan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POV :&lt;/b&gt; 3rd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ryan Ross is a teacher at a high school. Brendon is a student at the same high school. Their relationship is just like any other student/teacher relationship. But things change when a girl claims that Ryan has raped her. Brendon is the only one that believes that he didn't do it, and the only one that supports him. But he also has some problems and secrets of his own to deal with.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer :&lt;/b&gt; This never happened, and I don't own them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta :&lt;/b&gt; my friend Priscilla, who doesn't have an account on LJ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Notes :&lt;/b&gt; Sorry that I didn't reply to your comments, but LJ wouldn't let me =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two weeks later Ryan finally can’t take it anymore. He misses Brendon too much. He grabs his phone and calls him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Brendon.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s Ryan, we have to talk.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“About what?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry, okay? I miss you so fucking much.” Ryan admits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Really?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Really, I like you, a lot.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So you want to see me again?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, today. Come to my place tonight.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Okay.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“See you tonight around seven?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, bye.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bye.” Ryan smiles and hangs up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendon hangs up the phone and gets a huge smile on his face. For the last two weeks he had been feeling like crap because he missed Ryan so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night he tells his parents that he’s going to the movies. They believe him, and he quickly leaves. He pretty much runs to Ryan’s house, because he really wants to see him again. He knocks on the door and it seems like hours to him ‘till Ryan opens the door. He storms inside and closes the door behind him. Ryan pushes him to the wall and starts to kiss him right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s really good to see you again.” He smiles when they stop kissing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t ever do that to me again,” Brendon laughs and he kisses him again. They go to the living room and lie down on the couch, still making out. After a while, when they’ve stopped making out, and are still lying on the couch, holding each other, Brendon all of the sudden gets a huge smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?” Ryan asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In a week I’ll be eighteen. Then we can be a couple without it being illegal.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I still think we should keep it a secret. I…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I understand,” Brendon quickly says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s okay. I don’t want you to get in trouble because of me. But ehm, I do want to come out to my parents though. I think I’m ready for that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aww, I’m so proud of you.” Ryan smiles and he gives him a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I love you.” Brendon all of the sudden blurts out. He expects Ryan to freak out, but Ryan just smiles and gets a blush on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think I love you too. You’re the only one who supported me when, well, you know. And, you’re my best friend.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re my best friend too Ry, I don’t trust anyone else, and you pretty much know everything about me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow this sounds cheesy,” Ryan laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re right, please shut me up,” Brendon laughs and Ryan kisses him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it’s almost midnight, Brendon goes home. Ryan holds his hand as they walk to the door. When Brendon is about to open the door, Ryan stops him and he wraps his arms around his neck. Brendon immediately puts his hands on Ryan’s hips and gets a smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I love you,” Ryan whispers into Brendon’s ear and he gives him a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And I love you.” Brendon smiles and he kisses him again. They keep kissing until Ryan stops him and slowly pushes him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Go home,” he laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But I don’t wanna go.” Brendon pouts and he kisses Ryan again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Go home.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t want to.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Brendon,” Ryan laughs, “please don’t make me put you in the car and drive you home.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My parents would kill you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Exactly. So go home.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fine.” Brendon rolls his eyes. He opens the door and walks away. But when he’s about to go out of Ryan’s garden, he runs back and goes inside. He slams the door behind him and grins. Ryan looks confused and raises and eyebrow. Brendon wraps his arms around him and gives him a really long kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry, just had to do that.” He grins and he opens the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bye,” Ryan laughs and this time Brendon actually leaves and goes home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=353410&amp;amp;i5"&gt;&lt;img width="94" height="109" border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/user_photos/2112561/Image2_thumb.png" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/invite/invite_msg.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/invite/spacer.png" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=353410&amp;amp;i5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Samanthadroppie&lt;/b&gt; invites you to SocialVibe.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=353410&amp;amp;i5"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/invite/join_me.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Teach Me How To Love (7/11)</title>
    <published>2009-11-04T10:09:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-04T10:09:04Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>The Birthday Massacre - I Think We're Alone Now</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title :&lt;/b&gt; Teach Me How To Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author :&lt;/b&gt; Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating :&lt;/b&gt; PG-13 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing :&lt;/b&gt; Brendon / Ryan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POV :&lt;/b&gt; 3rd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ryan Ross is a teacher at a high school. Brendon is a student at the same high school. Their relationship is just like any other student/teacher relationship. But things change when a girl claims that Ryan has raped her. Brendon is the only one that believes that he didn't do it, and the only one that supports him. But he also has some problems and secrets of his own to deal with.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer :&lt;/b&gt; This never happened, and I don't own them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta :&lt;/b&gt; my friend Priscilla, who doesn't have an account on LJ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Notes :&lt;/b&gt; This chapter is kinda boring, sorry =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“I do like you, but this is sort of illegal,” Ryan says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re not my teacher anymore.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, but I’m still 25 and you’re still 17.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We can keep it a secret, right?” Brendon asks. But when Ryan doesn’t say anything, he goes with his hands through his hair and with his fingers over his neck. “I’ve liked you for the last two years. As in, really liking.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Really?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Really.” Brendon smiles. “And you like me too, right? In that way.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah…” Ryan admits. Brendon smiles and kisses him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then we’re keeping this a secret, but it’s happening,” Brendon laughs. Ryan puts his hands on Brendon’s lower back and pulls him closer. He smiles and starts kissing him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After kissing for quite some time, Brendon’s phone rings. He sighs and gets off of Ryan’s lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?” he asks when he picks up the phone. “Fine, I’ll be there in twenty minutes,” he says and he hangs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Your parents?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, they want me to come home.” Brendon rolls his eyes. Ryan walks up to him and gives him a long kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then go home.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t want to, I want to stay here with you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Brendon, go home.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fine.” He sighs and he walks over to Kitty, who’s still lying on the couch. He puts her in her little cage and he and Ryan walk to the front door. “Bye.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bye,” Ryan says and he gives him a quick kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Brendon walks into the living room, his father and mother are talking about the people from the church. Brendon sighs and has to try hard to not say anything bitchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, hey Brendon, how was school?” his mother asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It was just like any other day.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where were you after school?” his father asks, not looking happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I was at a friend’s place,” he says and he quickly goes to his room. He puts Kitty on the bed and lies down next to her. And before he knows it, they’re both asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wakes up pretty early the next morning, probably because he fell asleep so early the night before. Kitty is sleeping next to his head, on the pillow. Brendon smiles and gives her a kiss on her head. She opens her eyes and yawns. Brendon thought it was one of the most adorable things ever, a yawning bunny, because you saw the small teeth and it just looked really cute. He carefully gets up so she can stay on his pillow. He turns on his laptop and writes a blog about what happened the day before. After that he just writes for a couple of hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But around noon, he puts Kitty in her cage and he goes downstairs. He makes a grilled cheese and takes it up to his room. His parents aren’t home, but he doesn’t know where they are. He eats his food and quickly changes his clothes. He runs downstairs and goes to Ryan’s house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, hey Brendon,” Ryan says when he opens the door. Brendon has a huge smile on his face, but Ryan doesn’t seem too happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Can I come in?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ehm, sure…,” Ryan says, and Brendon goes inside and closes the door behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s wrong?” he asks as they go to the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“About yesterday…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What about it?” Brendon smirks and he walks up to him. He puts his hands on Ryan’s hips and wants to kiss him, but Ryan grabs his hands and pushes them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It can never happen again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What? Why not?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because you’re a kid Brendon.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m almost eighteen, then it’s legal anyway.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Everyone already thinks I raped someone, I don’t need them to think that I’m doing another teenager too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why do you care so much about what other people think?” Brendon says, his voice full of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry, but it can’t happen again. And I don’t think it’s a good idea if we keep seeing each other,” Ryan says, staring at the floor. Brendon sees that it hurts him too, but he can’t do anything about it. He tries to blink his tears away, but one rolls down his cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fine, if you don’t want to see me anymore then there’s nothing I can do about that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry,” Ryan whispers. Brendon gives him a kiss on his cheek and sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bye sir,” he says and he leaves. When Ryan hears the door closing he sits down on the couch and starts to cry. The first time he’s really in love, and then this happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=353410&amp;amp;i5"&gt;&lt;img width="94" height="109" border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/user_photos/2112561/Image2_thumb.png" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/invite/invite_msg.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/invite/spacer.png" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=353410&amp;amp;i5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Samanthadroppie&lt;/b&gt; invites you to SocialVibe.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=353410&amp;amp;i5"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/invite/join_me.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Teach Me How To Love (6/11)</title>
    <published>2009-11-02T09:31:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-02T09:31:21Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Adam Lambert - For Your Entertainment</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title :&lt;/b&gt; Teach Me How To Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author :&lt;/b&gt; Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating :&lt;/b&gt; PG-13 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing :&lt;/b&gt; Brendon / Ryan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POV :&lt;/b&gt; 3rd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ryan Ross is a teacher at a high school. Brendon is a student at the same high school. Their relationship is just like any other student/teacher relationship. But things change when a girl claims that Ryan has raped her. Brendon is the only one that believes that he didn't do it, and the only one that supports him. But he also has some problems and secrets of his own to deal with.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer :&lt;/b&gt; This never happened, and I don't own them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta :&lt;/b&gt; my friend Priscilla, who doesn't have an account on LJ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Notes :&lt;/b&gt; Whoohoo, new chapter XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan leads Brendon to the living room. It’s nothing like Brendon had imagined it would be. The walls are lavender and everywhere are hanging old records and old posters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sit down. Do you want something to drink?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ehm, okay.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Water, coke, ice tea?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Water’s fine,” Brendon says as he sits down. Ryan walks to the kitchen and not even a minute later he’s back. He gives the glass to Brendon and sits down next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is something wrong?” Ryan asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, I just, I sort of miss talking to you. I don’t have any friends, I don’t talk to my parents, and school is hell.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I miss talking to you too Brendon, but… you’re not supposed to be here.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Can’t we be friends?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know, I’m almost ten years older.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So? If you don’t like me, just say so, if you do like me and want to be my friend, I’m not going anywhere. Fuck what other people might think,” Brendon says. Ryan gets a smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then you’re staying,” he laughs. Two hours later they’re still talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I hate Caitlin,” Brendon all of the sudden says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Me too,” Ryan laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She’s just so annoying.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know, now I know why I don’t like girls,” Ryan laughs and Brendon looks surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re gay?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, you didn’t know? I really thought you knew.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, I didn’t. But I don’t mind.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good.” Ryan smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not that into girls neither.” Brendon admits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Really?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Uhuh,” Brendon says and Ryan’s smile just becomes bigger. Brendon sort of hopes that it is because he likes him. But he also thinks that it’s probably just because he doesn’t know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost an hour later Brendon has to go home, so Ryan walks him to the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is it okay if I come by more often?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course.” Ryan smiles. Brendon feels a bit awkward, but he gives Ryan a hug. Ryan hugs him back and it’s quite a long hug. When they let go, Brendon quickly leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next two months they become really good friends. But of course Brendon doesn’t tell anyone, he just puts it on his blog. He’s becoming happier and he actually doesn’t care anymore about what his parents say. Today they’ll find out if Ryan is guilty or not, or well, if the police thinks he’s guilty or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school Brendon quickly goes home to get Kitty. He had started to take her with him two weeks ago and Ryan absolutely loved her. He runs into the house and up the stairs. He opens the door, quickly grabs Kitty and puts her in her special sort of portable cage. And not even ten minutes later they’re at Ryan’s place. Brendon knocks on the door and Ryan opens it with a smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not guilty.” He smiles and Brendon comes inside. He puts Kitty’s cage on the floor and gives Ryan a big hug. He grabs Kitty again and they go into the living room. He gets Kitty out of the cage and puts her on the couch that they never sit on anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Want something to drink?” Ryan asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll get it, what do you want?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nothing, thanks,” Ryan says and he sits down. About a minute later Brendon comes back, but without a glass or anything. He walks up to Ryan and sits down on his lap, with a leg on both sides of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What are you doing?” Ryan asks, his face and neck turning red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This.” Brendon smirks and he kisses Ryan. Ryan is shocked but he kisses him back right away. He puts his hands on Brendon’s ass and his face turns even redder when he notices how much he likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is a bad idea,” Ryan says when they stop kissing. Brendon shakes his head and licks his lips. He gives Ryan a long kiss and wraps his arms around his neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You don’t like me?” he asks when he stops kissing him. Ryan looks away and he looks sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a/n: Thanks for reading =D I posted the summary of the fic I'll start posting after this one =D It's on my list of fics, drabbles and drawings thingy. It's not the fic yet, just the summary =P And that's the newest when it comes to posting, but when it comes to writing, I finished writing that one, and another one, and I'm writing a new one XD Yeah, I really don't have a life and got nothing better to do XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=353410&amp;amp;i5"&gt;&lt;img width="94" height="109" border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/user_photos/2112561/Image2_thumb.png" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/invite/invite_msg.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/invite/spacer.png" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=353410&amp;amp;i5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Samanthadroppie&lt;/b&gt; invites you to SocialVibe.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=353410&amp;amp;i5"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/invite/join_me.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Teach Me How To Love (5/11)</title>
    <published>2009-10-30T09:00:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-30T09:00:44Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>All Time Low - Keep The Change, You Filthy Animal</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title :&lt;/b&gt; Teach Me How To Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author :&lt;/b&gt; Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating :&lt;/b&gt; PG-13 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing :&lt;/b&gt; Brendon / Ryan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POV :&lt;/b&gt; 3rd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ryan Ross is a teacher at a high school. Brendon is a student at the same high school. Their relationship is just like any other student/teacher relationship. But things change when a girl claims that Ryan has raped her. Brendon is the only one that believes that he didn't do it, and the only one that supports him. But he also has some problems and secrets of his own to deal with.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer :&lt;/b&gt; This never happened, and I don't own them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta :&lt;/b&gt; my friend Priscilla, who doesn't have an account on LJ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Notes :&lt;/b&gt; Forget the Monday and Friday thing XD I'll explain at the end of the chapter =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the next two weeks Brendon gets yelled at every day about the magazine. But somehow he manages to convince his parents that it was a mistake from the company. Of course he’s still a subscriber. Today is Ryan’s last day at their school. The headmaster hadn’t figured it out and he would call the cops this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Brendon gets to school, everyone is talking about Ryan. They had stopped talking about Brendon, well, it had gotten less. Brendon wants to go to Ryan right away, but he has to wait for 5 more hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten minutes before Ryan’s class, Brendon runs to his classroom. He runs inside and tries to catch his breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you okay?” Ryan laughs. Brendon nods and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I just didn’t wanna be late,” he laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, your last class was that boring, huh?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, but this one is that much fun.” Brendon smirks. Ryan gets up and closes the door, because he knows that no one else is gonna show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“For the last two weeks we’ve just been talking, you’re gonna fail on your test.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t care.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So how’s the situation with your parents now? Are they still bugging you about being the perfect guy?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, now it’s even worse, because they found out that I have a subscription to a magazine that they don’t exactly like,” Brendon laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Playboy?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Something like that,” Brendon says, because he doesn’t wanna tell him yet that he’s gay. They’re finally becoming more like friends, he doesn’t wanna ruin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re what? Seventeen? Then it’s not that weird to have the Playboy,” Ryan laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Did you have it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ehm, no…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Right,” Brendon laughs. “I can’t believe I’m talking to my teacher about the Playboy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In about 55 minutes I’m not your teacher anymore.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Which sucks. Now we’ll get some old lady who has weird names for a dick.” Brendon rolls his eyes and Ryan starts to laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sure you’ll like Ms. Lennard.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah right. But I can never like her as much as I like you. You’re like the coolest teacher I’ve ever had. I don’t even see you as a teacher.” Brendon rambles, and he’s kinda shocked that he just admitted that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks.” Ryan smiles, feeling a bit awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the hour is over, they both feel a bit crappy, because they’ll probably never see each other again. Brendon gets up and Ryan gets off of his desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So I guess this was it, huh?” Brendon asks. Ryan sighs and nods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re a good guy Brendon, and that stuff with your parents, it’ll be okay. I know what I’m talking about.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks, I’m gonna miss you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m gonna miss you too, but don’t tell anyone, otherwise I’ll be arrested,” Ryan laughs. Brendon smiles and walks up to him. He gives him a kiss on his cheek, really close to his mouth. Ryan’s cheeks turn red immediately, and he doesn’t really know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bye sir.” Brendon smirks when he’s about to walk out of the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bye,” Ryan laughs and Brendon walks away. He’s shocked that he just pretty much kissed Ryan, but he’s also really happy that he did it. He goes to his locker and quickly goes home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month ago he decided to make a blog. He wrote everything down on there, no one knew it was him anyway. And that way he doesn’t  have to bottle everything up. Of course he can tell Kitty everything, but that’s different. As soon as he comes home he goes to his room and turns on his laptop. He gets Kitty out of her cage and puts her on the floor. When his laptop is completely started up, he opens internet and posts a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the week is really crappy, because everyone is still talking about Ryan, but about Brendon too, because he was so close to him. Brendon ignores everything, but that doesn’t mean that it doesn’t hurt. And he’s feeling crappy too because he misses Ryan. But then he remembers that he knows where he lives, so he decided to visit him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school he goes to Ryan’s house. He isn’t sure if Ryan will like it, but he goes there anyway. Ryan almost immediately opens the door after Brendon has knocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, what are you doing here?” he asks, looking confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not sure. But I miss talking to you, and this week has been really crappy, I just wanted to see you.” Brendon blurts out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t think this is a good idea,” Ryan says. He’s scared that people will think that they’re together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Please?” Brendon says and Ryan sighs. He steps away and lets Brendon come in. He shakes his head and closes the door behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a/n: If I only post this on monday and friday, it'll take a long long time XD And I've already finished writing two new fics, one is only like 6 chapters, the other 5 long chapters, but still =P I'm already writing new stuff again. But so from now on I'll try to post every monday, wednesday and saturday. But I'll probably forget it half of the time, but still XD I'm gonna try =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=353410&amp;amp;i5"&gt;&lt;img width="94" height="109" border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/user_photos/2112561/Image2_thumb.png" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/invite/invite_msg.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/invite/spacer.png" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=353410&amp;amp;i5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Samanthadroppie&lt;/b&gt; invites you to SocialVibe.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=353410&amp;amp;i5"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/invite/join_me.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Drawing : Make Up Model #2</title>
    <published>2009-10-26T13:10:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-26T13:11:31Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Levi Kreis - U Found Me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img alt="" src="http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu60/Samanthadroppie/MakeUpModel2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drawn on 23/10/09&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This looks sooooooooooooooo much better than my first Make Up Model drawing XD Still sucks, but oh well XD</content>
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    <title>Drawing : Music Model #16</title>
    <published>2009-10-26T13:08:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-26T13:08:26Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Skillet - Awake And Alive</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img alt="" src="http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu60/Samanthadroppie/MusicModel16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drawn on 20/10/09&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't even ask XD</content>
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    <title>Teach Me How To Love (4/11)</title>
    <published>2009-10-26T07:36:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-26T07:36:01Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Stephen Gately - Bright Eyes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title :&lt;/b&gt; Teach Me How To Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author :&lt;/b&gt; Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating :&lt;/b&gt; PG-13 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing :&lt;/b&gt; Brendon / Ryan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POV :&lt;/b&gt; 3rd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ryan Ross is a teacher at a high school. Brendon is a student at the same high school. Their relationship is just like any other student/teacher relationship. But things change when a girl claims that Ryan has raped her. Brendon is the only one that believes that he didn't do it, and the only one that supports him. But he also has some problems and secrets of his own to deal with.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer :&lt;/b&gt; This never happened, and I don't own them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta :&lt;/b&gt; my friend Priscilla, who doesn't have an account on LJ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Notes :&lt;/b&gt; thanks for reading =D from now on I'm gonna try to post a chapter every monday and friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brendon goes into the room and sees the tears in Ryan’s eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why are you here?” Ryan asks, looking shocked that someone still comes to his class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t think you did it,” Brendon says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, did you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, of course not,” Ryan quickly says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You say you didn’t do it, I believe you,” Brendon says as he sits down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then you’re the only one.” Ryan sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t care, I know that she made it up because of her F that you didn’t want to change.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know, and I told the headmaster that, but he doesn’t believe me. He’s gonna try to find out the truth in the next two weeks, then he’s gonna call the cops.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But that’s ridiculous.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Either way, I’m losing my job because of this.” Ryan sighs. “But I shouldn’t be talking to you about this.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t mind.” Brendon smiles. It just makes him feel more like Ryan trusts him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m your teacher, and I’m supposed to stay professional, so let’s talk about… I don’t know, school?” Ryan laughs. Brendon shakes his head and looks at his table. For the rest of the hour they just talk about random stuff like tv and music. Of course no one else shows up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Brendon walks out of the classroom, some of Caitlin’s friends are standing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So you’re his next victim, huh?” one of the girls says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fuck off, he didn’t rape your friend, she made it up because he wouldn’t change her grade.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is that what he says?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s what really happened.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re in love with him, aren’t ya? Defending him and everything.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Get a life.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ahh, you love him, but he’s more into girls? Or are you two actually dating and now you’re lying for him?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fuck off.” Brendon rolls his eyes and he walks away, getting angrier with the second.&lt;br /&gt;The whole day Brendon has to listen to everyone gossiping about Ryan. But about the two of them too, because of course the girls made up that they are dating. Brendon is really sick of it, but he just ignores it. But when he wants to go home, he feels a hand on his shoulder. He jumps up and turns around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” Ryan quickly says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, well, ehm… what is it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Can we talk?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course,” Brendon says and he follows him to his classroom. They go into the room and Ryan sits down on his desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe it’s better if you don’t come to my classes anymore.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What, why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve heard so many things today, most of them about Caitlin. But they’re talking about you too. And I don’t want you to be called names and stuff because of this situation,” Ryan says, staring at his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ryan, I, wait, am I allowed to call you Ryan right now?” Brendon says and Ryan nods. “I don’t care what they say. I know that you’re innocent, and I think you’re an awesome teacher. I like your classes and I don’t care if people hate that. I’ve been called all sorts of stuff. Them gossiping about me dating a teacher isn’t the worst thing,” Brendon laughs. Ryan looks up and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s really nice of you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s the truth. I think you’re awesome,” Brendon says. They look at each other and for a couple of seconds they look into each other’s eyes. But then they both snap out of it and they both feel really awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I ehm, you should go home,” Ryan quickly says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah…,” Brendon says and he walks to the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Brendon?” Ryan says and Brendon turns around. “Don’t call me Ryan when other people are around, okay? And, well, thanks.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Your welcome.” Brendon smiles and he leaves the room. Some girls are pointing at him and laughing, but Brendon ignores them and goes to his locker. He feels really good, because he feels like he’s getting closer to Ryan. With a huge smile on his face he goes home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when he gets home, his father walks up to him right away and he starts to yell at him because he opened Brendon’s mail and found a letter from a magazine company. It was about Brendon’s subscription to a gay magazine. Brendon had been a subscriber for almost a year, from his own money, on his own account. After getting hit a couple of times, he goes to his room, feeling like shit.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Teach Me How To Love (3/11)</title>
    <published>2009-10-24T08:58:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-24T08:58:02Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Skillet - Awake And Alive</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title :&lt;/b&gt; Teach Me How To Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author :&lt;/b&gt; Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating :&lt;/b&gt; PG-13 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing :&lt;/b&gt; Brendon / Ryan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POV :&lt;/b&gt; 3rd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ryan Ross is a teacher at a high school. Brendon is a student at the same high school. Their relationship is just like any other student/teacher relationship. But things change when a girl claims that Ryan has raped her. Brendon is the only one that believes that he didn't do it, and the only one that supports him. But he also has some problems and secrets of his own to deal with.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer :&lt;/b&gt; This never happened, and I don't own them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta :&lt;/b&gt; my friend Priscilla, who doesn't have an account on LJ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Notes :&lt;/b&gt; at the end of the chapter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Brendon is a bit less confused and can think straight again, he gets up and goes to the headmaster’s office. He looks through the tiny window and sees them sitting there. He can’t hear what the headmaster is saying, but he looks furious. Ryan just looks really confused. He stays there, and when Ryan and the headmaster come out of his office fifteen minutes later, he’s still standing there. Ryan has tears in his eyes, but he tries to hide it by blinking a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Two weeks Ross, two weeks. And Jim and Mike will be in your classroom all day long. If they catch you touching someone, you’re fired,” the headmaster says, and he goes into his office. The two security guys, Jim and Mike, come out and stand behind Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s wrong?” Brendon asks. He walks up to Ryan and looks curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I ehm… well, I know there’ll be rumours about it away, so you might as well hear it from me. Caitlin claims that I have raped her,” Ryan says, still trying to blink his tears away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But that’s not true,” Brendon says right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know. But let’s go to class and ignore it,” Ryan says and he walks to his classroom. Brendon walks behind him, and the security guys follow them. When they get there, everyone’s whispering and staring at Ryan. Ryan ignores it and walks up to his desk. Brendon sits down and gives him a comforting smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the whole hour, no one listens to Ryan, they just keep talking. They don’t even whisper anymore. Brendon sees how much it hurts Ryan and he wants to make everyone disappear, but he can’t. When everyone finally leaves, Brendon stays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Just ignore them, it’s only silly gossip,” Brendon says. Ryan smiles at him and nods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I should be going to my next class. I’ll see you tomorrow?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bye.” Brendon smiles and he leaves the classroom. Then it suddenly hits him that Ryan might lose his job because of this. He feels like he’s gonna be sick and gets dizzy. He goes to his locker, puts his books in there and goes home, even though he’s not allowed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he gets home, his parents are still at work. He grabs something to eat and goes to his room. He puts his food on his desk and sits down in front of Kitty’s cage. He opens the door and she hops out immediately. He gives her a kiss on her little head and gets up. Kitty hops to a pillow in the corner in the room and lies down on it. Brendon sits down at his desk and eats his bread, but it just makes him feel sicker. So he does what usually calms him down, he turns on his laptop and starts writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His parents get home at 4 and his mother comes to his room right away. She doesn’t even knock, but storms into his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What are you doing here? You’re supposed to be at school.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Whatever,” Brendon says without looking up from his laptop. His mother walks up to him and stands next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Look at me, now!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry, I’m busy.” Brendon rolls his eyes. His mother grabs his hair and pulls on it, so Brendon has to face her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If I find out you skip school more often, Kitty is gone. Do you understand that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, mom, please stop pulling my hair,” Brendon says with tears in his eyes. His mother pushes his head away and leaves the room. She closes the door behind her, and when Brendon is sure that she’s downstairs, he lets his tears roll down his face. He should be used to it by now. His parents weren’t as sweet as they might seem, because ever since he was little, they had hit him or pulled his hair. Brendon gets up and lies down next to Kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re not going anywhere, I promise,” he whispers and he closes his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he wakes up, it’s dark outside. He wants to sit up, but Kitty is sleeping on his stomach. He looks at his clock and sees that it’s almost midnight. He’s really hungry, but he knows that he’s not allowed to eat after 8. He puts Kitty on the pillow and gets up. He walks over to his small window and looks out of it. He just wants to escape from this hell, but he’s only 17. He sighs and goes to his own bathroom. Five minutes later Kitty is in her cage, and Brendon is on his bed, trying to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, well, only a couple of hours after he fell asleep, he wakes up with a major headache. He has a weird feeling in his stomach and just knows that today is gonna be a bad day. He gets out of bed and gives Kitty food. When he’s dressed, he goes downstairs to have breakfast. But as soon as he walks into the kitchen, his father starts to yell at him for not going to school the day before. Brendon quickly leaves the house before his father hits him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he walks into the school, almost no one is there. School starts in 45 minutes, so there aren’t even a lot of teachers. He goes to the cafeteria and sits down. He grabs a book and starts reading. But fifteen minutes later he hears lots of girls talking about Ryan and what he has done to Caitlin. Brendon feels really sorry for Ryan, because he just knows that he didn’t do it. He turns around and sees Ryan walking behind the group of girls, looking exhausted. He sees Brendon and smiles at him. Brendon smiles back and Ryan looks at the floor again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten minutes later Brendon goes to the classroom, even though it’s way too early. Ryan is sitting on his desk again, but he doesn’t seem relaxed, probably because Jim and Mike are sitting in the back of the room. Brendon wants to go inside, but the headmaster storms into the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jim, Mike, come with me. No one goes to his class anymore anyway, so you can do something else,” he says, and the two men come out of the room and walk away. The headmaster follows and they quickly walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a/n: Blah, this chapter is pretty boring =P But thanks for reading =D I know I only just started posting this fic, but I've already finished writing a new fic, and I'm writing another one. But they're both pretty short. But still XD Wow, useless information. 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    <title>Revenge Is Sweeter Than You Ever Were (6/6)</title>
    <published>2009-10-22T07:56:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-22T08:00:28Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title :&lt;/b&gt; Revenge Is Sweeter Than You Ever Were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author :&lt;/b&gt; Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POV :&lt;/b&gt; 3rd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;Kyra has a girlfriend, Lynn, but Lynn isn't exactly a nice girlfriend. Anne, Kyra's best friend, hates Lynn and wants Kyra to dump her. But Kyra can't dump her, because Lynn threatens to kill herself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Notes :&lt;/b&gt; Final chapter =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next morning, after Kyra and Anne hear Anne’s parents leaving, they get out of bed and quickly change into their normal clothes. They don’t have breakfast, because they’re both pretty nervous. They go to Lynn’s house, and see her walking away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thankgod we don’t have to wait ‘till she leaves,” Anne says, and they knock on the door. A couple of seconds later Lynn’s mother opens the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, hey Kyra, what are you doing here?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We ehm… we have to talk, it’s about Lynn,” Kyra says, and Lynn’s mother let them in. They go to the living room and sit down on one couch, Lynn’s father and mother on the other couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What is it that you have to say?” her mother asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There’s no easy way to say this, but… I’m sorry, I can’t,” Kyra says, and a tear rolls down her cheek. Anne grabs her hand and squeezes in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lynn cuts herself, and she keeps saying that she’ll kill herself. Kyra cares a lot about your daughter, but Lynn doesn’t treat her right, she hurt her, a lot, and she said that she’d kill herself if they wouldn’t be friends anymore. And we think she’s sick, and that she needs help,” Anne says, feeling guiltier with every word. Kyra is crying by now, and so is Lynn’s mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kyra, is that true?” Lynn’s father asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You shouldn’t tell her that you know this, but she used to hurt herself when she was younger, but we thought that it had stopped.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve seen the cuts on her wrists and legs, they were all new,” Kyra says, staring at her feet, feeling too guilty to look Lynn’s parents in the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, thank you for telling us, we’ll talk to her about it,” Lynn’s father says, and it’s obvious that he wants them to leave. Without saying another word, Anne and Kyra walk to the hallway to leave, but then Lynn walks into the house. She looks really angry when she sees them, and she walks into the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What are they doing here?” she asks, and her parents get up from the couch. “Why are you crying?” she asks when she sees her mother. Anne and Kyra are still standing in the hallway, and they don’t really know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lynn, are you cutting yourself again?” her father asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, of course not.” Lynn lies. “Did they say that? They hate me, they’re fucking liars.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re the liar here,” Kyra says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why are you cutting yourself again?” her mother asks, sounding really hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not,” Lynn says, and her father walks up to her. He grabs her arm and pushes the bracelets away. He gets tears in his eyes when he sees the cuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’re gonna get you professional help,” her father says, and she pushes him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll kill myself if you do that!” she yells. Her mother and Kyra are crying real badly by now, and Anne just holds Kyra really tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Girls, you should leave, we’ll take care of this. Thank you for telling us,” Lynn’s father says, and Anne and Kyra leave. They go to Kyra’s house and watch a movie. But when it’s almost over, Anne gets a call from school that she isn’t suspended anymore. Apparently Lynn’s parents had called the school and explained everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, during their first class, the headmaster all of the sudden walks into the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lynn won’t come to school anymore for a while, there are some personal problems in her family,” he says, and everyone starts to talk about it to each other right away. But then he walks up to Anne and Kyra. “Can you two please come with me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ehm, sure,” Kyra says, and they follow him to the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lynn’s parents called me and told me everything, and even though it was no reason to fight, I understand it. And if you need to talk to someone about dealing with what happened, just come to me, okay?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks sir,” Anne says, and Kyra grabs her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So she really won’t come to school anymore ‘till she’s all better?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, if she comes back, and that’s a big if, then we need proof that she’s all better and that she won’t hurt anyone. But I gotta go now. I just thought you should know,” he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks,” Kyra says, and he walks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You okay?” Anne asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, I’m glad she’s gonna get better.” Kyra smiles, and she holds Anne’s hand tighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Please promise me that you won’t go back to her when she’s better.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I promise, I’m in love with you, not with her.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good.” Anne smiles, “or I’ll kill myself…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shut up,” Kyra laughs, and Anne sticks her tongue out. Kyra wraps her arms around her neck and gives her a long kiss. They look into each other’s eyes and just know that everything will be okay.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Teach Me How To Love (2/11)</title>
    <published>2009-10-21T20:50:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-21T20:50:22Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title :&lt;/b&gt; Teach Me How To Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author :&lt;/b&gt; Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating :&lt;/b&gt; PG-13 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing :&lt;/b&gt; Brendon / Ryan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POV :&lt;/b&gt; 3rd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ryan Ross is a teacher at a high school. Brendon is a student at the same high school. Their relationship is just like any other student/teacher relationship. But things change when a girl claims that Ryan has raped her. Brendon is the only one that believes that he didn't do it, and the only one that supports him. But he also has some problems and secrets of his own to deal with.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer :&lt;/b&gt; This never happened, and I don't own them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta :&lt;/b&gt; my friend Priscilla, who doesn't have an account on LJ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Notes :&lt;/b&gt; at the end of the chapter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brendon feels a lot better after he has talked to Ryan. He goes to his locker to get his books. But when he gets there, he sees Caitlin, the girl who was arguing with Ryan earlier. She’s talking to her friends and they all look shocked and very interested. It looks a bit weird, but Brendon ignores it and opens his locker. He puts all his books in there and leaves the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Brendon, is that you?” his mother yells from the kitchen. He sighs and closes the door behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, it’s me,” he yells back and he goes into the living room. He sees the painting of Jesus hanging above the fireplace and rolls his eyes. He has never hated it so much like he has for the last month. He doesn’t have anything against people who are religious, he’s just against it in general. And of course his parents don’t accept that and try to change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How was school?” his father asks. He’s sitting on the couch, reading a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It was just like any other day,” Brendon says and he puts his backpack on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t put it…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dad, I’m just getting something to drink and then I’m going to my room, with my backpack.” He rolls his eyes and goes into the kitchen. His mother is standing there, making dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How was school?” she asks, not looking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Just like any other day.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s good honey,” she says while Brendon grabs a can of soda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, it’s absolutely fantastic,” Brendon says, obviously being sarcastic. His mother ignores it and keeps cutting the vegetables. Brendon shakes his head and goes back to the living room to get his backpack. His father is still reading his book and he doesn’t even look up when Brendon comes into the room. He grabs his backpack and runs up the stairs, to his room. All doors are white, except for his. His door is painted black with things like ‘Don’t come in!’ and ‘Stay out!’ on it. He only did it to get a reaction from he parents. But they only said that they didn’t like the colour, but that was it. On his 16th birthday he finally got what he asked for, a lock on his door. His parents didn’t like it, but they knew he would get it himself otherwise. He grabs his keys and unlocks the door. He goes into his room and throws his backpack on his bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thankgod I still have you,” Brendon says and he walks up to the huge cage on the floor. He sits down on the floor, in front of it, and opens the door. A small brown bunny with fluffy hair stares at him with her big black eyes. Brendon laughs and grabs her. He puts her on the floor and she hops onto his leg. She lies down and closes her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, Kitty, wake up, we’re not sitting on the floor,” Brendon laughs. He grabs the bunny and gets up. He puts her on his shoulder and walks over to his tv. When he has turned it on, he lies down in his bed and he puts Kitty next to him. She hops onto his stomach and lies down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About half a year ago Brendon’s best and only friend, Michael, died. He had locked himself in his room for two weeks and refused to talk to anyone. His parents put food in front of the door every morning and night. But one day when he opened the door to get his breakfast and lunch, there was a cage next to it with a tiny bunny in it. Brendon fell in love with her right away and decided to call her Kitty. Now she’s all Brendon has, she’s his best friend, as weird as it might sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All weekend long Brendon stays in his room, as usual. He doesn’t talk to anyone, and he doesn’t go anywhere. He has a laptop, but he doesn’t have anyone to talk to. Every once in a while he goes onto online chat rooms, but the people that are there are mostly freaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday morning, when Brendon wakes up, he feels really weird, but excited. As weird as it might sound, Brendon feels like Ryan is the only person that understands him. He’s the only person that listens to him, the only person that makes him feel like he’s normal. But it doesn’t matter, because Ryan is his teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he gets to school, he sees Caitlin and her parents coming out of the headmaster’s office. Caitlin and her mother are crying, and her father has his arms around them. Brendon wonders what’s going on, but he can’t just go up to them and ask, so he goes to his locker, and then goes to class. Ryan is already there, sitting on his desk, reading something. No one else is there, but that’s probably because class starts in fifteen minutes. Brendon wants to sit down, to wait until it’s time, but he trips over his own feet and falls down. Ryan hears the noise and gets up, but by the time he’s at the door, Brendon is already standing up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You okay?” Ryan asks. Brendon’s cheeks turn red and Ryan smiles. “Come on, sit down on a chair before you fall again,” he laughs and they go into the classroom. Ryan sits down on his desk again and Brendon sits down behind one of the tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Can I ask you something?” Ryan asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You seem different, are you sure that that stuff with your parents is the only thing that’s bothering you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah…no… I don’t know. Lately I’ve just been thinking about stuff, and just, I don’t really know.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Being a teenager sucks, huh?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, definitely.” Brendon sighs. Ryan smiles at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here, okay? And so are your other teachers.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Right… my other oh so nice teachers.” Brendon rolls his eyes. Ryan wants to say something, but then the door swings open. The headmaster and two security guys are standing there. The headmaster’s face is bright red and he looks like he can kill someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mr. Ross, you come to office right now!” he says, as angry sounding as possible. Ryan looks confused, but he gets up and walks up to the three men. He wants to say something to Brendon, but he can’t, because the men pull him with them and walk away. Brendon just stays behind, confused as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a/n: I hope you like it, please leave a comment =D I know, the Kitty thing might be a bit weird, but I wanted him to have a terribly cute pet, because it's really adorable XD </content>
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    <title>Revenge Is Sweeter Than You Ever Were (5/6)</title>
    <published>2009-10-18T13:29:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-18T13:31:13Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title :&lt;/b&gt; Revenge Is Sweeter Than You Ever Were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author :&lt;/b&gt; Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POV :&lt;/b&gt; 3rd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;Kyra has a girlfriend, Lynn, but Lynn isn't exactly a nice girlfriend. Anne, Kyra's best friend, hates Lynn and wants Kyra to dump her. But Kyra can't dump her, because Lynn threatens to kill herself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Notes :&lt;/b&gt; Yup, it's Sunday =D XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lynn walks up to them, and everyone looks at them because of Lynn’s yelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re cheating on me with that?” she yells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’re not together anymore, you just forced me into being friends with you,” Kyra says, trying to stay calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh yeah? That’s not what you said when we were having sex!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Stop yelling, this is embarrassing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is embarrassing for you? How about me? I come here to school, and I see my girlfriend kissing some loser.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She’s not some loser, she’s Anne. And she’s my best friend and my girlfriend, and you’ll just have to accept that,” Kyra says, and Lynn walks up to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’ll regret this when I’m dead,” she whispers in Kyra’s ear and she walks away. Kyra gets tears in her eyes and Anne sees it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What did she say?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She’s gonna kill herself,” Kyra says, looking really sad. Anne gets furious and goes after Lynn, and of course Kyra follows her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You sick bitch!” Anne yells, and she pushes Lynn from behind, so she almost falls. Lynn turns around and pushes her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Stop it!” Kyra yells when both girls are lying on the floor, fighting. A lot of people are standing around them now. Apparently someone got a teacher, because their maths teacher all of the sudden tries to stop them. Some guy helps him, and they finally get them to stop fighting. The teacher brings them both to the headmaster’s office, and Kyra follows them, but she has to stay outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What did he say?” she asks when Anne comes out of the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m suspended for two weeks. And he’s gonna talk to Lynn about something, but I could leave.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re suspended?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, but it’s only two weeks, and Lynn won’t be here those two weeks neither.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Did she get suspended too?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, but I gotta go now, if he sees me I’m screwed,” Anne says, and she gives Kyra a quick kiss and leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Kyra goes to Anne’s house right away. Her mother lets her in, and she goes to Anne’s room. When she goes inside, Anne is lying on her bed, reading a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey,” Kyra says. Anne looks up and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, close the door and come lie down with me.” She smiles. Kyra does as she is told and lies down next to her. Anne brushes the hair out of her face and kisses her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m so sorry, this is al my fault,” Kyra whispers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shht, this is not your fault.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It is, I let her back into my life, I hate her,” Kyra says, and she gets tears in her eyes. Anne holds her really tight and kisses the top of her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, it’ll be okay. She’ll get better, and then you can finally get her out of your life,” Anne whispers, hoping that she’s right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Did you talk to her?” Anne asks after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, of course not, she got suspended too.” Kyra sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, what are you gonna do now?” Anne asks and she grabs her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know, I can’t just go to her house to say that she needs help.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You can go to her parents to tell everything.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But… that doesn’t feel right, to do it behind her back.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ky, she cuts herself, she’s suicidal, and she raped you, she needs help.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fine, but how am I gonna do that?” Kyra sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tomorrow you’ll wait ‘till Lynn leaves the house, and then you’ll go to their parents.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Will you come with me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t think that’s a good idea…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Please?” Kyra begs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, we’ll go tomorrow morning,” Anne says, and she kisses her girlfriend, hoping that everything will work out okay.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Revenge Is Sweeter Than You Ever Were (4/6)</title>
    <published>2009-10-15T08:28:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-15T08:29:50Z</updated>
    <category term="original"/>
    <category term="slash"/>
    <category term="chaptered"/>
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    <lj:music>Boyzone - Love Me For A Reason</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title :&lt;/b&gt; Revenge Is Sweeter Than You Ever Were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author :&lt;/b&gt; Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POV :&lt;/b&gt; 3rd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;Kyra has a girlfriend, Lynn, but Lynn isn't exactly a nice girlfriend. Anne, Kyra's best friend, hates Lynn and wants Kyra to dump her. But Kyra can't dump her, because Lynn threatens to kill herself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Notes :&lt;/b&gt; Well, I would say 'thanks for reading', but no one reads this XD So ehm, happy thursday XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When they’re sitting on Anne’s bed, Kyra starts to cry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What did she do?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She… we had sex.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And? There’s more,” Anne says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She raped me this morning,” Kyra whispers, and she puts her hands in front of her face because she’s so embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh honey, I’m so sorry,” Anne says with tears in her eyes. She moves closer to her best friend and holds her really tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And she cut me…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You are not seeing her anymore. I don’t care if that makes me a bitch, but I will kick your ass if you ever hang out with her again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s my own fault.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ky, none of this is your fault. She is manipulating you into doing things for her. She’s sick.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know,” Kyra says, and she lets go of Anne, “but I don’t want her to die.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”I don’t want her to die neither, but I do want her to get help, and I do want you to be happy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Can we please stop talking about this and just watch a movie or something?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fine, but we are talking about this later,” Anne says and she gets up to turn on her tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the movie has ended, Anne turns to face Kyra, who looks down at her hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You really have to end your friendship, it’s ruining you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, no buts. It’s killing me to see you like this, if you don’t end it, I’ll talk to her.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why is it killing you?” Kyra asks, mostly to avoid talking about Lynn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because I really care about you, more than I probably should.” Anne admits, and Kyra looks shocked. Anne does what she has wanted to do for years, and she kisses Kyra. When she pulls back, Kyra still looks really shocked. She jumps up and walks to the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I should go,” she says, and she pretty much runs out of the house. Anne sighs and lets herself fall down on her bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Kyra sees Anne sitting at a table at school the next morning, she walks up to her and sits down next to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We need to talk,” she says, and Anne sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know, you don’t want to see me anymore, that’s okay.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, that’s not it,” Kyra quickly says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then what is it? Did Lynn do something to you again?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, this has nothing to do with her. I want to know if you really like me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, I’ve been in love with you for ages, even before you and Lynn got together.” Anne admits, and Kyra looks surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, then I think I should tell you something,” she laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.” Kyra grins, “I’ve been in love with you too, for a couple of months. But I couldn’t tell you because of Lynn.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“For real?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, I… I am absolutely one-hundred percent in love with you,” Kyra laughs and she grabs Anne’s hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And you won’t go back to Lynn?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, I promise.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And you’ll talk to her?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, this afternoon.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, in that case…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In that case what?” Kyra smirks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Will you be my girlfriend?” Anne laughs. Kyra gets a huge smile on her face and nods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’d love to be your girlfriend,” she says, and she moves closer to Anne, not caring if people see them. She leans forwards and kisses Anne, who kisses her back right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You nasty slut!” someone yells, and they stop kissing. They turn around and see Lynn standing there, looking furious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh crap,” Kyra says, and Anne grabs her hand.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>First Kiss</title>
    <published>2009-10-13T10:54:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-13T10:56:11Z</updated>
    <category term="rydon"/>
    <category term="patd"/>
    <category term="standalone"/>
    <category term="slash"/>
    <category term="brendon urie"/>
    <category term="the young veins"/>
    <category term="ryden"/>
    <category term="panic at the disco"/>
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    <lj:music>Rick Springfield - Love Somebody</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title :&lt;/b&gt; First Kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author :&lt;/b&gt; Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating :&lt;/b&gt; PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing :&lt;/b&gt; Brendon / Ryan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POV :&lt;/b&gt; 3rd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;Panic At The Disco and The Young Veins are doing an interview together. It's really boring, until the interviewer asks them about the perfect first kiss.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer :&lt;/b&gt; This never happened, and I don't own them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta :&lt;/b&gt; Priscilla, who doesn't have an lj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Notes :&lt;/b&gt; I was waiting for the bus to school this morning, but it was really late, so I wrote this little drabble/standalone thingy. The bus didn't show up, but at least now I have this thing XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It’s been two years since Panic At The Disco broke up. Well, since they split up in Panic At The Disco and The Young Veins. Sure, they’ve talked to each other every once in a while, and at award shows they’ve still seen each other, but of course it wasn’t the same anymore. But now they’re doing an interview together. They all don’t really feel like it, but they don’t have a choice, it’s a publicity stunt. The fans had been asking for it for so long, and now both bands are releasing a new album soon, so they need some publicity. It’s all pretty boring, and the questions aren’t interesting, but they’re all glad that they still get along. They never hated each other after they split up, but they just argued a lot, mostly because they just really missed each other, but of course they would never admit that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The last question, guys. Describe the perfect first kiss,” the lady says, and no one says a word. “Who’s gonna answer this one?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll answer it,” Brendon says, and he and Ryan share a quick look, but then Ryan stares at the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, what would be the perfect kiss?” the lady asks again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When you’re with the person you’re absolutely in love with, who makes your heart beat faster every time you’re together. Who knows everything about you, who understands you like no one else can. Who can calm you down by just looking into your eyes, they don’t even have to say a word. They make you feel like you can do anything, like everything will be alright. Who makes you feel loved, and like you’re perfect. When you’re together, lying on a balcony, in the middle of the summer. There are buildings everywhere, because you’re in the middle of a big city, but no one can see you. It’s still really hot, but it’s late, dark, the stars are shining bright. Even though it’s really warm, you can’t stop shaking, because you’re so nervous and in love. You’re holding hands, and lying really close to each other, and you’re looking at the stars. And when you want to kiss that person, you don’t, because you’re too nervous. But then, out of nowhere, that person kisses you and make you feel like you’re flying. Nothing else matters. Your stomach goes crazy because of all the adrenaline. And when that person stops kissing you, you can see love in their eyes,” Brendon says, trying not to smile. Spencer and Jon are trying hard not to laugh, because it seems so girly and romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, you’re into that romantic stuff?” the lady asks, and Brendon snaps out of his thoughts. “Or is it from a movie?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then how can you know so many details?” she asks, and Brendon laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No reason.” He lies, and he looks at Ryan. They smile at each other, and just for a second, they feel like they’re alone, and as if they’re back on the balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We should go now,” Spencer says, and he grabs Brendon’s arm. Brendon snaps out of it, and Ryan quickly looks away. They say goodbye to the interviewer, and quickly leave. Spencer is already in the car, but Brendon forgot his coat, so he goes back into the building and grabs it from the chair. But when he wants to leave the building, someone grabs his arm. He turns around and sees Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t believe you still remember, after all these years,” Ryan says, and Brendon smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How could I possibly forget?” he says, and he kisses Ryan. Ryan kisses him back immediately, and everything feels right again. But when they stop kissing, Brendon walks away, and there’s nothing Ryan can do about it. All he can do is watch him leave. And even though he knows that things will go back to how they were before the interview, it makes him really happy that he isn’t the only one that still remembers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a/n: I know, this sucks, but oh well XD Thanks for reading anyway =P</content>
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    <title>You're My Guilty Pleasure (18/18)</title>
    <published>2009-10-12T09:06:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-12T09:06:45Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Dead Or Alive - Rebel Rebel</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title :&lt;/strong&gt; You're My Guilty Pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author :&lt;/b&gt; Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating :&lt;/b&gt; PG-13 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing :&lt;/b&gt; Brendon / Ryan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POV :&lt;/b&gt; 3rd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;Brendon's sister, Christa, has a new boyfriend. His name is Ryan, and he's coming with them on a camping trip. But their parents don't want Christa and Ryan to share a tent, so Brendon and Ryan have to share one. That doesn't exactly work out the way they planned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer :&lt;/b&gt; This never happened, and I don't own them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta :&lt;/b&gt; my friend Priscilla, who doesn't have an account on LJ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Notes :&lt;/b&gt; The final chapter ='( I hope you'll like it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just over two years later : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bren, there’s something we have to talk about,” Ryan says. Brendon looks up and raises an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is there something wrong?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No,” Ryan laughs, “it’s a good thing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then what is it?” Brendon asks, sitting up. They’re sitting in the park, under a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Remember that we talked about getting our own place?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, you know that I love to live with your family, and I appreciate it that they let me stay with them for over two years, but… I found this beautiful house, and we can actually afford it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where is it?” Brendon smiles. About a month ago they had first talked about getting their own place, but it was only one conversation, and that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You know where Maria lives?” Ryan asks, and Brendon nods. “It’s the house next to hers.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s only ten minutes away from our house.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, I know you want to live close to your family,” Ryan says, looking at his hands. Brendon can’t help but to think that he’s adorable, and he grabs his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think we should go check it out.” Brendon grins. Ryan looks up and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Really?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Really.” Brendon smiles, and he gives his boyfriend a long kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day they’re at the house, to see if they wanna buy it. They’ve both worked really hard for over a year, both at a record-shop. So now they have enough money to buy quite a big house. But that’s also because Ryan’s grandmother died four months ago and left him a huge amount of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So, do you like it?” the woman asks after she has showed them the house. Ryan looks at Brendon, and Brendon sees in his eyes that he really loves the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We love it.” Brendon grins, and he grabs Ryan’s hand. Ryan looks at him and gets a huge smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So you want to buy it?” the woman asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Definitely.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then I’ll just go get the papers from my car, I’ll be back in five minutes,” she says, and she walks away. Brendon turns to Ryan and wraps his arms around his waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t believe this is happening,” Ryan says, getting tears in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’re gonna start our own family here,” Brendon laughs. He’s extremely happy too, and he lets out a big sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah… it’s gonna be amazing.” Ryan smiles. Brendon gives him a big kiss, and wipes a tear from his cheek. “I’m sorry, I’m just so happy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know, me too.” Brendon grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour later they walk into the living room of where they still live now, and Catherine and Lou are sitting there, both reading a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where’s Chris?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In her room,” Lou says, without looking up from behind his book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then I’ll go get her,” Ryan says, and he goes upstairs. Brendon sits down and he still has a huge smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s going on?” Catherine asks when she puts her book away and sees his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ry and I have to tell you something, but Chris has to hear it too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And here she is,” Ryan says as they both walk into the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Now tell us the big news.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well… we just bought our own house.” Brendon grins as he grabs Ryan’s hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s awesome!” Christa smiles, and she walks up to them and gives them a big hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, congratulations guys.” Catherine smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When are you moving in?” Lou asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Next week,” Ryan says with a huge smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We should celebrate this,” Christa says, and she runs to the kitchen. Not even a minute later she comes back with 5 glasses of champagne. She gives everyone a glass and raises hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To Ryan and Bren.” She smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To family,” Catherine adds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To love.” Brendon says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To love,” they all say, and they take a sip of their drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight days later Ryan and Brendon are still packing their last stuff. All the furniture and stuff they bought is already in the house, and the only things they still need to bring there are what is in Brendon’s bedroom now. A couple of days after Ryan moved in with them, his parents had brought all of his stuff, so both of their stuff had been in the tiny bedroom all that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nervous?” Brendon asks when they’ve put the last stuff in boxes. Ryan looks at him and laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fuck yeah, you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Never been so nervous in my life,” Brendon laughs and he shakes his head. “We’re actually gonna move into our own house. Our own house. It even sounds weird.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But in a good way, right?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course,” Brendon laughs and he walks up to his boyfriend. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and preferably in that house.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t care where we live, as long as we’re together.” Ryan smiles, and Brendon wraps his arms around his neck. Ryan puts his hand on Brendon’s hips and gives him a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is the first day of the rest of our life together.” Brendon smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I love you,” Ryan says, and he pulls his boyfriend closer towards him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I love you too.” Brendon smiles, and he gives his boyfriend a long kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a/n: Thanks for reading my fic for so long =D Please let me know if you liked the ending or not =P Next week, on Monday, I'll post the first chapter of my new fic on SATD, but since you've read this fic, you can already read chapter 1 =D Here it is : &lt;a href="http://timetodance0110.livejournal.com/77376.html"&gt;http://timetodance0110.livejournal.com/77376.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, thank you soooooooooooooooooo much for reading this &amp;lt;3 </content>
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    <title>Teach Me How To Love (1/11)</title>
    <published>2009-10-12T08:57:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-19T06:12:33Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Dead Or Alive - Hit And Run Lover</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title :&lt;/strong&gt; Teach Me How To Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author :&lt;/b&gt; Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating :&lt;/b&gt; PG-13 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing :&lt;/b&gt; Brendon / Ryan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POV :&lt;/b&gt; 3rd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ryan Ross is a teacher at a high school. Brendon is a student at the same high school. Their relationship is just like any other student/teacher relationship. But things change when a girl claims that Ryan has raped her. Brendon is the only one that believes that he didn't do it, and the only one that supports him. But he also has some problems and secrets of his own to deal with.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer :&lt;/b&gt; This never happened, and I don't own them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta :&lt;/b&gt; my friend Priscilla, who doesn't have an account on LJ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Notes :&lt;/b&gt; My new fic =D I hope you'll like it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“No, I am not changing your grade,” Ryan says, obviously annoyed. He’s a teacher at a high school, but sometimes he feels like he’s surrounded by nagging toddlers. Even though he’s only 25, so it isn’t that long ago since he was in high school himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am failing because of you!” the girl in front of him yells, waving a paper in front of his face. He rolls his eyes and sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Caitlin, you are failing because you didn’t study for the test.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because you didn’t explain it to me! You have to change it!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I explained all of it in class, if you would’ve showed up every once in a while, you would’ve known that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But Ryan!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, it’s Mr. Ross. And now stop nagging like a fucking baby and get over it. You failed the test, you get an F, deal with it,” Ryan says. He’s really sick of her and really wants her to leave before he gets too angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fine, but you’ll regret this, trust me,” she says and she walks away. Brendon is standing next to the door, on the outside and heard most of the argument. He goes inside and walks up to Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey sir.” He smiles. Ryan gets a small smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You sure look happy,” Ryan laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve been sitting here all day long, listening to boring old people talking about boring things, your classes are the only thing interesting,” Brendon says and Ryan laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, sit down and fall asleep, because today I have to explain something incredibly boring.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re joking, right?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nope, I have to explain how…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t even wanna know,” Brendon laughs and he sits down. Slowly there are more students walking into the classroom and Ryan starts to write stuff down on the whiteboard. When everyone’s there, Ryan closes the door and he begins to explain something about the brains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He teaches biology, which Brendon usually hates, but not when Ryan explains it. Ryan is the youngest teacher at their school, and the only slightly interesting person to listen to. And he’s just a nice guy. When he explained the chapter about sex and stuff, he had made jokes, so it wouldn’t be so awkward for everyone. Lots of people did gossip about him though, because he is so nice to students. And almost all girls have had a crush on him at some point. And not just the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Brendon, do you know the answer?” Ryan all of the sudden says and he snaps out of his thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ehm…,” he says, and everyone looks at him. Ryan smiles and shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know it’s boring, but please pay attention. I don’t want you to fail on the next test.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know…,” Brendon says and he sighs. Ryan smiles at him and continues to explain stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone jumps up and leave the classroom as soon as they hear the school bell, but Brendon slowly grabs his stuff and puts it in his backpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Come here,” Ryan says and he closes the door behind everyone. Brendon walks over to his teacher and sighs. “What’s wrong?” Ryan asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What do you mean?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You were all happy and now you look really down. And I know that it isn’t because of how boring I am.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re not boring.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re avoiding the question,” Ryan laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s just my parents…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What about them?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They’re just so… religious.” Brendon sighs and he looks at his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And you’re not?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, I hate all religions, it only causes fights and wars and stuff. But like, my parents want me to be this perfect kid who one day becomes the perfect man who marries the perfect woman and has a perfect family and stuff.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And you don’t want that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No… I want to be me, and live my life the way I want to, not how they want to.” Brendon rolls his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This might not be the best advice, but… fuck them,” Ryan laughs. Brendon looks shocked and starts to laughs too. “It’s your life, live it the way you want to live it. Otherwise you won’t be happy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You sound like you know more about this stuff,” Brendon says, raising an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s not go there,” Ryan laughs, “Go to your next class.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks sir.” Brendon smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No problem.” Ryan smiles at him. Brendon grabs his backpack and leaves the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a/n: Thanks for reading, please let me know what you think =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=353410&amp;amp;i5"&gt;&lt;img width="94" height="109" border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/user_photos/2112561/Image2_thumb.png" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/invite/invite_msg.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/invite/spacer.png" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=353410&amp;amp;i5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Samanthadroppie&lt;/b&gt; invites you to SocialVibe.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=353410&amp;amp;i5"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/invite/join_me.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Revenge Is Sweeter Than You Ever Were (3/6)</title>
    <published>2009-10-11T12:01:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-13T08:02:25Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Dead Or Alive - Come Home (With Me Baby)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title :&lt;/b&gt; Revenge Is Sweeter Than You Ever Were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author :&lt;/b&gt; Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POV :&lt;/b&gt; 3rd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;Kyra has a girlfriend, Lynn, but Lynn isn't exactly a nice girlfriend. Anne, Kyra's best friend, hates Lynn and wants Kyra to dump her. But Kyra can't dump her, because Lynn threatens to kill herself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Notes :&lt;/b&gt; Happy Coming Out Day =D Lol, just had to say that XD No one reads this fic anyway =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the next three weeks, Kyra starts to feel guiltier every day. Lynn doesn’t even come to school anymore, and whenever Kyra goes to her house, her parents say that she isn’t there. But then, after three weeks, Lynn all of the sudden comes to school again. Kyra sees her standing next to her locker, and she goes up to her. She’s alone, so she can talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m so sorry,” she immediately says. Lynn smiles at her and gives her a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s okay baby. We can now be friends again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And you don’t mind me hanging out with Anne?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, just hang out with her less, okay? Otherwise I’ll get worse again,” Lynn says, and Kyra sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Okay…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Can you promise me that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, I promise,” Kyra says, even though she hates it, but she doesn’t want Lynn to cut herself again because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’re good friends for a week, and everything is okay. But Kyra stops hanging out with Anne, just to please Lynn. She feels guilty towards Anne, but she’s too worried about Lynn. But after that week, when they’re in Lynn’s room, something changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Baby?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I want you to be my girlfriend again,” Lynn says, and Kyra looks shocked. But she still sort of likes her, so she moves closer to her and kisses her. “Is that a yes?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.” Kyra grins, and she kisses her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning Kyra wakes up in Lynn’s bed, naked. She remembers last night right away. They had been drinking a lot after they got back together, and they had sex for the first time. She has a major headache and sits up slowly. But it wakes Lynn up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good morning baby.” Lynn smiles, and she puts her hand on Kyra’s upper leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey.” Kyra grins, and Lynn moves her hand between Kyra’s legs. “Your parents will hear us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They’re already at work. And you didn’t care about it last night,” Lynn laughs, and she moves her hand, a lot. Kyra lets out a moan and feels her cheeks turning red. Lynn laughs and disappears under the covers. Kyra really enjoys it, but when she looks at the alarm clock, she is shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh crap, we’re late for school,” she says, and she pulls the covers away. But Lynn just keeps doing her thing. Kyra pushes her away and gets out of bed. She’s trying to find her skirt, when she gets pushed to the ground. Lynn is standing there, looking furious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s only school. If I want to have sex with you, we’re gonna have sex, got that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Excuse me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re gonna have sex with me, now!” Lynn says, and she grabs the pair of scissors from her desk. She leans over Kyra and cuts her leg. Kyra starts to cry, but it doesn’t help. Lynn grabs her arm and drags her onto the bed again. She puts handcuffs on Kyra’s arms and legs and her bed, so Kyra can’t get away. “Maybe next time you’ll listen to me,” Lynn says, before she starts to have sex with Kyra. But she also uses certain objects for it, and Kyra hates it and keeps crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Lynn is done, she gets the handcuffs off of Kyra’s hands and legs and put them on her desk. She kisses her again and goes to her bathroom. Kyra just stays behind, crying her eyes out. But eventually she manages to get off of the bed and put on her clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lunch break, the same day, she sits alone at a table. She’s trying to avoid Lynn, because of what she did that morning. She wants to dump her and tell Anne, but she can’t, because she’s too embarrassed. She thinks it’s her own fault, and she ditched Anne, so she won’t help her anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Can I sit here?” someone says, and Kyra turns around. Anne stands there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you okay?” Anne asks right away, looking worried. Kyra wants to lie, but she can’t, she just starts to cry. “Let’s go to my house.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But school…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t care, we’re going to my house, and you’re gonna tell me exactly what that bitch did to you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you,” Kyra says as they’re walking to Anne’s house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, you ditched me for her, and I’m pissed off and hurt, but I understand why you did it. Now I just want you to get rid of her.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know, and we’re gonna get through this, together,” Anne says, and she wraps an arm around Kyra’s shoulder. Kyra smiles and holds Anne really tight.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>You're My Guilty Pleasure (17/18)</title>
    <published>2009-10-10T11:33:05Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-10T11:33:05Z</updated>
    <category term="rydon"/>
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    <lj:music>Dead Or Alive - My Heart Goes Bang</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title :&lt;/strong&gt; You're My Guilty Pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author :&lt;/b&gt; Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating :&lt;/b&gt; PG-13 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing :&lt;/b&gt; Brendon / Ryan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POV :&lt;/b&gt; 3rd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;Brendon's sister, Christa, has a new boyfriend. His name is Ryan, and he's coming with them on a camping trip. But their parents don't want Christa and Ryan to share a tent, so Brendon and Ryan have to share one. That doesn't exactly work out the way they planned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer :&lt;/b&gt; This never happened, and I don't own them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta :&lt;/b&gt; my friend Priscilla, who doesn't have an account on LJ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Notes :&lt;/b&gt; Thanks for reading =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When they are in Brendon’s room, they both sit down on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What do you wanna talk about?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I ehm… ehm… do you think Christa would hate me if I would be in love with you?” Ryan asks, and his whole face and neck turn red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She won’t hate you. She already told me that she can deal with us being more than just friends.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“For real?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“For real,” Brendon laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In that case, will you be my boyfriend?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I would love to be your boyfriend.” Brendon grins, and Ryan kisses him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, if you would’ve told me three weeks ago that this would all happen, I definitely would’ve thought you were a complete nutcase,” Ryan laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Same here,” Brendon laughs, and he kisses Ryan again. “But I’m very happy that it did happen.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Me too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe we should go downstairs again before they think we’re… you know,” Brendon laughs. Ryan gives him a long kiss and nods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s go.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they get downstairs, Christa, Catherine and Lou are talking about how Christa feels about the whole situation, but they stop talking as soon as the guys walk into the room again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There’s something we’ve got to tell you…,” Brendon says, grabbing Ryan’s hand. Ryan looks at him and can’t help but to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’re…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’re together now,” Brendon quickly says, cutting Ryan off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aww, I’m so happy for both of you.” Christa smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Congratulations guys,” Lou says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good for you.” Catherine smiles. Brendon and Ryan both get a huge grin on their face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night when they all wanna go to bed, they realize that they don’t have enough beds for all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll sleep on the couch,” Ryan says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, of course not. You sleep in my bed, and then I’ll sleep on the couch,” Brendon says. They obviously want to share Brendon’s bed, but they know they can’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Or you both sleep on a couch, then at least you’re in one room, right?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Guys?” Catherine asks. They all turn around and look at her. “Why don’t you just both sleep in Brendon’s bed?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You let us sleep in one bed?” Brendon asks, completely shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“One rule, no sex when we’re at home, okay?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Deal!” Brendon says right away. Catherine laughs and walks away again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s not fair, they wouldn’t even let me share a tent with him.” Christa rolls her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But I’m older than you,” Brendon laughs, sticking out his tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not fair.” Christa pouts, and they start walking upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, goodnight,” Ryan says, and he gives Christa a big hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Goodnight guys.” She smiles, and she goes into her room. Brendon and Ryan go into Brendon’s room, and as soon as Ryan closes the door, Brendon starts to kiss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bren, stop it,” Ryan laughs, and he pushes him away in a playful way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why, you don’t like it?” Brendon pouts, obviously faking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You know I do, but there’s one rule, and we’re not gonna break it,” Ryan laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fine…” Brendon rolls his eyes, and he starts taking off his clothes. Ryan takes off his clothes too, and they both get into the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m so lucky,” Ryan whispers, when they’re lying in the bed, holding each other really tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes you are.” Brendon smiles. Ryan shakes his head, smiles, and gives him a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I really love you,” he says, and he holds Brendon even tighter, because it makes him feel safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I love you too,” Brendon says, and he gives him a small kiss. He grabs Ryan’s hand and starts rubbing circles on it with his thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Goodnight.” Ryan smiles, and he gives him another kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Goodnight.” Brendon grins, and he turns off the light.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Just For Tonight</title>
    <published>2009-10-09T07:30:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-13T09:19:46Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Trapt - Who's Going Home With You Tonight</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just For Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm just using you&lt;br /&gt;Just for tonight&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;To make me feel good&lt;br /&gt;Just because I go home with you&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't mean that I love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm just using you&lt;br /&gt;Just for tonight&lt;br /&gt;You say I'm hot&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel good&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I'll sleep with&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;Of course I don't love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm just using you&lt;br /&gt;Just for tonight&lt;br /&gt;You really like me&lt;br /&gt;I made you feel good&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;In the morning I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;I'll never love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm just using you&lt;br /&gt;Just for tonight&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:timetodance0110:76442</id>
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    <title>Pressure</title>
    <published>2009-10-09T07:29:48Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-13T09:19:25Z</updated>
    <category term="drabble"/>
    <lj:music>Trapt - Who's Going Home With You Tonight</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pressure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I see you,&lt;br /&gt;I feel pressure&lt;br /&gt;I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;My heart hurts&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget what happened&lt;br /&gt;It's such a long time ago&lt;br /&gt;But I remember everything&lt;br /&gt;As if it happened yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I remember what we wore&lt;br /&gt;The things we said&lt;br /&gt;How you held me tight when I was scared&lt;br /&gt;How you could kiss my pain away&lt;br /&gt;We would look at the stars for hours&lt;br /&gt;Just holding each other&lt;br /&gt;Not saying a word&lt;br /&gt;But it was too good to be true&lt;br /&gt;It couldn't last&lt;br /&gt;You said you just wanted to be friends again&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't enough for you&lt;br /&gt;Now we're friends&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you're still in my life&lt;br /&gt;But I do feel the pressure&lt;br /&gt;Pressure not to ruin it even more&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:timetodance0110:76258</id>
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    <title>Come Inside</title>
    <published>2009-10-09T07:28:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-13T09:18:47Z</updated>
    <category term="drabble"/>
    <lj:music>Trapt - Who's Going Home With You Tonight</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Come Inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I open the door&lt;br /&gt;I see the cab&lt;br /&gt;I see that the grass across the street is wet&lt;br /&gt;I see two light brown birds&lt;br /&gt;I see the bright blue butterfly on a pink rose&lt;br /&gt;I see a leave falling from the tree&lt;br /&gt;I see a cat walking by&lt;br /&gt;I see the stars high up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;But more important,&lt;br /&gt;I see you&lt;br /&gt;You're back home&lt;br /&gt;Please, &lt;br /&gt;Come inside&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:timetodance0110:75922</id>
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    <title>Sugar Rush</title>
    <published>2009-10-09T07:28:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-13T09:18:13Z</updated>
    <category term="drabble"/>
    <lj:music>Trapt - Who's Going Home With You Tonight</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sugar Rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll trade my love for candy&lt;br /&gt;Sugery sweets that won't hurt me&lt;br /&gt;It'll give me the same feeling as love&lt;br /&gt;Sugar rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink and white chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Preferably in the shape of hearts&lt;br /&gt;It'll make me feel good&lt;br /&gt;Sugar rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry flavored lollipops&lt;br /&gt;More sugar than ever&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest sensation&lt;br /&gt;Sugar rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright pink bubblegum&lt;br /&gt;I'll chew until my jaws hurt&lt;br /&gt;Oh so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Sugar rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark red sugar hearts&lt;br /&gt;It isn't good for me&lt;br /&gt;But I love it&lt;br /&gt;Sugar rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the candy in the world won't help me&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;Your love feels much better than&lt;br /&gt;Sugar rush&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:timetodance0110:75652</id>
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    <title>Freak Unique</title>
    <published>2009-10-09T07:26:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-13T09:17:09Z</updated>
    <category term="drabble"/>
    <lj:music>Trapt - Who's Going Home With You Tonight</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Freak Unique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a freak&lt;br /&gt;What a clown&lt;br /&gt;What an idiot&lt;br /&gt;That's what they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did he do it?&lt;br /&gt;Why did he change?&lt;br /&gt;Why did he become so ugly?&lt;br /&gt;That's what they ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can someone let himself become so ugly?&lt;br /&gt;How can someone change so much?&lt;br /&gt;How can anybody love him?&lt;br /&gt;That's what they think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care what they say, ask or think&lt;br /&gt;I think you're perfect&lt;br /&gt;You might be a freak&lt;br /&gt;But I love you&lt;br /&gt;You're my freak unique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a/n: Yesterday my internet died, so I didn't have anything to do. So I wrote five drabbles, and I'm writing a new fic, probably a standalone, but I don't know yet XD</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:timetodance0110:75316</id>
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    <title>Revenge Is Sweeter Than You Ever Were (2/6)</title>
    <published>2009-10-09T07:10:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-13T08:05:54Z</updated>
    <category term="original"/>
    <category term="slash"/>
    <category term="chaptered"/>
    <category term="femmeslash"/>
    <lj:music>Dead Or Alive - My Heart Goes Bang</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title :&lt;/b&gt; Revenge Is Sweeter Than You Ever Were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author :&lt;/b&gt; Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POV :&lt;/b&gt; 3rd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;Kyra has a girlfriend, Lynn, but Lynn isn't exactly a nice girlfriend. Anne, Kyra's best friend, hates Lynn and wants Kyra to dump her. But Kyra can't dump her, because Lynn threatens to kill herself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Notes :&lt;/b&gt; I know that this is a day too late, but my laptop is slowly dying, so I couldn't use it yesterday, because she needed to rest =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A week after Lynn has dumped Kyra, Kyra is sick of it. Lynn keeps saying that it’s her fault that she’s cutting herself again. She also keeps saying that Kyra has to stop hanging out with Anne. Kyra is so sick of it that she can’t deal with it anymore. She just stay in her room and cries most of the time, because she feels so guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t do this anymore.” Kyra sobs, and Anne holds her hand really tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then tell her that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She’ll kill herself.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re getting worse every day. Look at yourself, you’re a mess.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Gee, thanks,” Kyra laughs through her tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s true though, you can’t keep doing this for someone who treats you that way. You have to tell her what you think, or just end the friendship.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m scared.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know Ky, I know. But you don’t really have a choice, do you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No,” Kyra says, wiping tears off of her cheek. She seems a bit calmed down, but then all of the sudden she starts to cry worse, and her whole body is shaking. Anne wraps her arms around her and holds her really tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shht, It’ll be okay,” she whispers, but deep inside she’s just as scared as Kyra is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You don’t know that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Please talk to her tomorrow,” Anne says, and Kyra hears how much it hurts her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I will…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day after school, Kyra walks up to Lynn. She had begged Anne to come with her, but she couldn’t, because she had to leave earlier for a doctor’s appointment. Kyra goes to Lynn’s locker and waits for her. But when Lynn shows up, she’s with some of her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lynn, we have to talk,” Kyra says, but Lynn just looks pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why are you talking to me in public?” she asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We have to talk.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fine, stop talking so loud.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Can we talk?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Come to my house at 5,” Lynn says, and she quickly turns around again. Kyra rolls her eyes and leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5 she’s at Lynn’s house, in her room. They’re sitting on her couch, and Lynn is playing with her bracelets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What did you wanna talk about?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t deal with you anymore. You treat me like shit, you blame me for everything, it’s not fair.” Kyra blurts out. Lynn first looks pissed off, then sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But it is your fault baby, I’m cutting because of you,” she says with tears in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, it isn’t. You’re sick and you need help.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But I need you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not your friend anymore.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But baby…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Stop calling me baby,” Kyra says, trying not to cry because of the situation. Lynn gets up and walks to her desk. She grabs the scissors and pulls up her skirt. She makes a deep cut on her leg and walks over to Kyra, who’s now crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“See, I’m bleeding for you.” Lynn smiles, and she tries to kiss her. Kyra pushes her away and storms out of the house, ignoring Lynn’s parents. She jumps on her bike and goes to Anne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s wrong?” Anne asks when Kyra climbs through her window. Kyra lies down next to her on the bed and wraps her arms around her. Anne hugs her back and holds her best friend really tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She… she cut herself, in front of me.” Kyra sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh Ky, I’m so sorry.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t go home, my parents can’t see me like this.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re staying here.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“For what?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“For being you.” Kyra smiles.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:timetodance0110:75038</id>
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    <title>Drawing : Fashion Model #8</title>
    <published>2009-10-09T07:04:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-13T10:03:34Z</updated>
    <category term="drawing"/>
    <category term="fashion model"/>
    <lj:music>Dead Or Alive - My Heart Goes Bang</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img alt="" src="http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu60/Samanthadroppie/FashionModel8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drawn on 06/10/09&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does NOT have chesthair, it's supposed to be a tattoo, but I can't draw tattoos XD</content>
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    <title>Drawing : Music Model #15</title>
    <published>2009-10-09T06:34:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-13T10:30:20Z</updated>
    <category term="drawing"/>
    <category term="music model"/>
    <lj:music>Dead Or Alive - My Heart Goes Bang</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img alt="" src="http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu60/Samanthadroppie/MusicModel15-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drawn on 06/10/09&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pencils officially suck, way too light XD</content>
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