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[becca]

I AM A ROCKSTAR

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Becca was so use to everyone looking at her that all the heads that turned when she walked into the pool didn't bother her at the least bit. It was simply because of the out of ordinary hair she always chose to have. She almost wanted to laugh at them, saying that she could have made it worst by wearing the bathingsuit she planned to wear but for the life of her couldn't find. It was a strapless top with a full pierce that was worn backwards. An interesting combination, but she couldn't find the top part of it and the full just looked dumb if she wore it properly. So she settled with her leopard print. She didn't mean to buy things that showed off her body, but she always thought the clothes were overly adorable. Some maybe labeled her as a slut because she wore that, flirted like crazy mad, and lived with the majority- boys. Oh, she wouldn't know what to do if Faylinn was in the large apartment she shared.

Life seemed to be throwing really awful bad luck at her and then suddenly a lot of good luck. The other day in the zoo. Day started out terrible. She was yelled at for something she clearly didn't do, then was almost pushed over the railing from the same stupid bitch that got her in trouble in the first place. However, then the prince came. Becca liked to think it was a prince, but of course, all it was turning out to be was a little crush on an older guy. The same type of feelings she had for the captain of the football team in her freshman year, looking with big puppy eyes and wondering if she'd be noticed. Of course, Becca, now, you couldn't help but notice. Even if her personality wasn't full out strange and twisted, she also had her full head of pink hair, with black died underneith. Her pale skin was also a stick out to all the losers there who had, had nothing better to do that summer but sit out and get the darkest tan they could get.

She had worn plenty of 50 sunscreen so that she was positive this trip to the pool wasn't going to give her any color at all. From past experience, she found out that she looked most awful in a tan. It made her look like a stupid wannabe barbie doll when her pink hair flowed with her darker skin. Lucky for Becca, she didn't tan very easily. She burned pretty bad though. Her burns tended to turn into a hint of a tan, so she wasn't going to be doing that anytime soon. All this effort just for the lovely fact that she loved to play in the sun. Not even get her hair wet, even though she thoguht she might if it was going to get too awful hot outside. For now, she was going to be sitting out and jotting a few things down in her book. Her book was very simple. Every time she had a bad dream or saw a horrible scary movie, she would write down what she would do for the scenario. It always made her feel less in danger that way.

Today's scenario was a zombiee appoclyapse. She would bring three people. One for bait, one for reproducing of the human race, and a friend who would help with that. Since Becca couldn't have kids, it's be up to them. She'd just have to supervise. And drive the hummer that she was going to steal. The bait one was going to be easy to fill. Once she wrote down her entire plan about stealing a hummer and driving everywhere for the rest of her life, she made three spaces saying 'bait, man, woman friend' Oh yes, woman friend was going to be the hardest. Bait was the easiest as she wrote down the list of the enemies she had. Man, well of course Raph was going to be in there. She'd put Robin or Fletcher, but Robin had a girlfriend and probably would be zombiee first and Fletcher was incapable of her plan to thrive the human race. The friend had to be someone who she enjoyed spending time with. It was all between Faylinn and Molly. Faylinn should have won, but wasn't sure if she'd be okay with Becca's plans.

Suddenly, a shadow covered her page, and she looked up to see who it was. Come on, she wasn't really in the mood to flirt today. She was too busy with her plans to make sure that if zombiees starting invading everyone that she would be the first to know what to do. The page before this was all about alien invasions. No, Becca demanded to know. Her head jerked up, first blinded by the sunlight, to which she put her glasses back down on her forehead to focus in who had came.

AND I DON'T NEED YOU

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[faylinn]

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[atrb=width,240] Faylinn was sitting silently by the local pool, reading another one of her favorite books. It was a non-fiction book about Chinese history. She had no clue it was so bloody and intriguing. Faylinn's eyes sped over each words and her hand was almost constantly flipping the page. Faylinn could read extremely fast if she was invested in the book and it interested in it. When Faylinn was about halfway through her book she heard audible gasps from the people around her. Faylinn glanced up to see a pink haired women entering. She was as pale as Faylinn. Looking down at her book, Faylinn smiled. She wasn't reading anymore. She knew the pink head of hair anywhere. Matched with the piercings, tattoos, and piercings, Faylinn knew it was her best friend Becca. She was the only other girl in the band Faylinn was part of, Poppin' the Heat Sink. Yes, Faylinn was part of a band. She played the violin or the keyboard depending on the song and was the back up singer for Robin. True, Faylinn looked rather different from the others in group. Three of them, Robin, Fletcher, and Becca, were tattooed and pierced. Faylinn was pretty sure Raph was tattooed as well. All four of them had an 'band' image. They couldn't go anywhere without drawing some sort of attention. Faylinn, on the other hand, looked completely out of place. She was small, unpierced, untattooed, and looked delicate. She looked the aprt of a keyboardist/violinist, simply not in this particular band. It entertained Faylinn endlessly. Faylinn glanced over at Becca, who hadn't noticed Faylinn. Faylinn had to admit that the only reason she was still in the band was because of Becca. Faylinn wasn't exactly friends the other members, seeing how her temper tended to run them the wrong way. Faylinn was a perfectionist and hated it when any of them messed up at practice. She would chew them out if they messed up at a performance. She knew it was a slight bit naggy, but she was determined that anything she was part of would be great. Placing a bookmark in her book, Faylinn walked behind Becca and watched her over her shoulder. She was applying sunscreen the was SPF 50. Faylinn wore the same thing, wanting to avoid a tan. It wasn't that she looked bad with one, but she thought it was too common. Almost every girl had bleach blonde hair and tan skin. Faylinn preferred her pale skin. It was distinctive, beautiful and most of all, healthy. Faylinn wanted to avoid premature wrinkles at all cost. Faylinn was quite concern with her health and she knew very well that a tan was terrible for you. Faylinn arched an eyebrow as Becca opened her notebook and began scribbling about a zombie apocalypse. She was writing about what she would do if such a thing ever occurred. Faylinn noticed that her plan involved bringing along bait, which Faylinn was happy to see she wasn't it. It was all of her enemies. Next came a male friend who would keep the human race alive. She chose Raph, of course. Robin would mostly be a zombie, and Fletcher simply couldn't. Then Faylinn remembered that Becca never wanted kids. Shit who would she want as her 'female friend.' She wrote down a single name. 'Molly.' Faylinn was somewhat offended by this, seeing how her best friend chose to save some other girl over her. Faylinn leaned over further to cast the notebook into shade ans scoffed loudly. ”Good to know it wouldn't be me you save so I can sex it up with Raph.”	[atrb=width,140] words , 603 words tagged , Becca notes , sorry its late~
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[becca]

I AM A ROCKSTAR

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Becca was so into the writing of how she was going to overcome it that she didnt' even notice her best friend behind her. Her head jerked up from the voice, looking and seeing that it was dear Faylinn. Becca gave a large smile. She loved this girl. Not to mention that she felt extra super special that she had to be the only one she was nice to. When someone was nice to you and mean to everyone around, it really gave an impression. Becca thought she was super funny, giggling the entire time when she was communicating with someone else. She was so glad to have a girl in the band. It wasn't purely because of her image. A lot of it was that Becca could only be apart of the guys for so much. Try to ask an opinion about something that guys could care less about, like if the top matched with the bottom pair or not. Becca cared much about her apperance.

What she said at, she looked down at her notebook, then back up at Faylinn, puckering her bottom lip, which was extremely bright considering she always wore the brightest makeup she could find. She didn't think she had an at all natural pretty look. It's why she spent so much time on her hair and makeup in the morning. It sucked, but that's all Becca really had. She had to work it to make sure that she looked decent. "Aww, I didn't know you wanted to. I didn't think you'd be cool with having sex and reproducing with Raphe. He'll be happy to know you are." She added the end with a half tease, erasing Molly's name and putting in Faylinns. Constantly, she was making changes. Some of the things that were left from the high school years had been changed so many times with boyfriends and such.

Faylinn was so pretty. Becca found that she had really hot friends, and all of them were, but Faylinn added something on top of that. In a very model type of look with her high cheekbones and beautiful figure. A couple of times, she had been found jealous- in that friendly jealous way of course- of her friend if they ever went shopping together. Becca swore, she looked good in everything. Everything that she tried on, her cute little figure was able to pull off the item of clothing like none other. It was absolutely crazy. Becca pulled off awfully bright colors and extremly dark colors, but that as about it. She felt like she could put the most ridiculous thing on Faylinn, and it would turn out perfect. A gift that Becca thought was the reason she got hit on so much. Whenever they were walking, Becca did her best to try to shoo the guy away, as she knew that she didn't want any apart of them. At the same time, if it was a decent guy, she would try to push Faylinn towards him. Becca looked out for her friends. Especially her besties.

She flipped a couple of pages back, trying to look and then seeing where she wanted to go to. Yes, here it was. What would happen if she would adopt an orphan that ended up trying to kill all the kids- inspired by the movie Orphan, which wasn't all that creepy bad. Her plan was to do what the parents hadnt' done in that movie, and actualy listen to the rest of the kids. In Becca's case, she counted her band as her other kids, as sometimes she felt like mother of the house. It was all because of her baking good cravings. Just randomly out of the blue, she adored to experiment and make all kinds of highly sugared pink goodies for everyone. She remembered that she was getting distracted from her main goal, so she tried to go back to the point. The person she would listen to is Faylinn, as she wouldn't believe the boys. They tended to exagerate things. Died at a game, they ranted how it was the stupid game in the entire fucking world. Becca did it and then won it, and went back to doing what she had been in the first place.

She looked back at Faylinn, "I hope you know that I've given you a lot of responsiblities! You're not only the one to grab a gun and distract the aliens while Fletcher goes and steals their main aircraft, but you're also the one to has to warn me if we adopt a kid that ends up trying to kill everyone else in the household." Becca said with a complete serious face. She was, in a very strange way, serious. This is how she dealt with her strange fears. Coming up with a plan made someone more at ease, even if there was a little to no chance of any of the things happening. It eased her. Not to mention it was kind of fun planning the escape route, trying to be as creative as possible. Pretending that you hadn't seen a movie about it and have to try to come up with the own plan like everyone else had. She even had a place for giant spiders attacking the city. That one was a bit complicated and involved killing off a couple of people, but this was about her own survival. It was pratical. She wouldn't write about others and how she was going to save them. If she ended up saving society in the process, then hurry for her. "By the way," Becca said in her highly unfocused mind, "You look really sexy in that bathing suit. You should wear it all the time." She grinned, going back and adding a few last notes to her plans, putting Molly only as a backup this time, as there always needed to be a plan B. Not everything always went according to plan.

AND I DON'T NEED YOU

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[faylinn]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #423c42;,true][cs=2] & YOU'RE NOT EVEN HUMAN ` YOU'RE JUST A LOVELY IDEA OF ONE WHO I ACCIDENTALLY LOVED AND GAVE EVERYTHING TO BECOME THE GIRL ON THE PIANO BENCH SINGING ALL OF  HER TEARS - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - away
[atrb=width,240] Faylinn smirked as she watched Becca spin around to look at her. She looked fairly surprised to see Faylinn, which made her sure that she hadn't noticed her until she spoke. That had been Faylinn's plan, but it humored her. Faylinn teased Becca often, but besides that, she was quite nice to her most of the time. Anybody else Faylinn knew, besides her cousin, would be utterly shocked. Faylinn sat down on the end of Becca's chair and stretched lightly. Faylinn realized that she loved teasing Becca. The poor girl had no clue Faylinn was kidding about wanting to be the mother of the human race. She laughed loudly when Becca responded, shaking her head. She never wanted Raph to be that happy. ”But, that'll be our secret. He's attractive, but way out of my league, so I don't want him to be too happy!” Faylinn said gigging softly. Faylinn truly only acted like this around Becca. Faylinn normally hates those girls that simply giggle too much. Faylinn also hated girls that caked on makeup. This was something Becca did, but Faylinn never said anything. She knew how self conscious was. Becca never said it aloud, but Faylinn was around when Becca saw her makeup-less face in the mirror. She almost always reacted poorly. Faylinn never did understand it. Faylinn rarely wore a lot, if any makeup, and she thought the look suited Becca as well. Faylinn was convinced her friend was partially blind if she couldn't see her own beauty. Faylinn secretly felt that she almost masked it under the makeup and bright colored hair. Faylinn thought she tried to over compensate, for no reason. Faylinn often tried to fore to wear things Faylinn picked out, but she always refused. Faylinn was determined to show the girl the beauty she had. Even if she was always trying to set her up on blind dates. Because she also make sure dumb ass guys stayed away from her so that she didn't beat the crap out of them. Even though she was quite sure it amused Becca when she did. Suddenly Faylinn remembered something she had to tell her friend. ”Oh have you now? Well I'm quite proud that you trust me with a gun.. and that you'll believe me if we get trapped in something like the movie Orphan.” Faylinn said with a hint of a laugh, though she knew Becca wasn't kidding. Faylinn had to admit that she thought her friend was very odd. She loved her anyway for being very different from herself. Faylinn was glad to have someone different in her life. Becca made Faylinn a better person. Or so she believed, even if it wasn't true. She was convinced Becca brought out her only good side. Just then Faylinn blurted out something she wanted to say for awhile. ”I found a guy that I think I might like.” Faylinn suddenly said. It came out rushed, but it came out. Faylinn was surprised by what she said, not meaning to admit that she may have feelings for a guy. Faylinn hadn't even wanted to admit it to herself. Faylinn was scared of falling in love, and Becca knew it. Becca knew everything about her life. Everything she had done in the past, and why she was so cold to most people. ”Thanks, but if you say it, then I doubt I should ever wear it again. Maybe I'll have to burn it.” Faylinn said, completely joking.	[atrb=width,140] words , 576 words tagged , Becca notes , ehh
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[becca]

I AM A ROCKSTAR

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Becca really just found it strange when other people thought that poor Faylinn was a bitch. The girl sitting on the edge of her lounge chair was complete opposite from in Becca's opinion. She had seen interactions with other people, but since she only comprehended what was directed toward her, she didn't see it. Not to mention that if someone had called her a bitch, she might have to punch them in the gut to shut up, no matter who it was. Becca was extremely protective of her besties. She actually had a lot of besties, interestingly enough, as people rather loathed her or loved her. Even if it was her bestie versus her bestie, she'd end up having to beat them both up. A lot of her one hitters didn't mean anything to Becca. She'd only bend down to try to help them up, saying gently that what they did wasn't right. If there was a huge fight, of course, that was another story entirely.

She laughed at her cute giggle and nodded, "If dear Raphie knew that, his ego would only increase. No one wants that." She teased, loving the kid, but knowing that he could be a bit childish on who was the best. Not to mention that he was a huge whiner. All the attention must be on him the entire time, which was a good trait for a band member, but a terrible trait for an average person walking down the street. Though she wouldn't call herself 'ordinary' in any standards, she'd like to think of herself as not famous. Becca wasn't always the poliet person to think to put her notebook away as she finished up her last few notes. It wasn't really in her nature it seemed to do such a thing. Besides, she was almost done. Just had to make a few more notes about tatics and rules she used, putting on the very bottom, 'copyright ideas from Zombieeland' as she put a few rules she thoguht would be handy in that movie. Like double tap.

Faylinn laughed a little bit, but Becca ignored it. She knew that for most people, it would be odd, but she was rather comforted. Not to mention that she knew nothing was impossible. All the humans didn't think that supernatural creatures exsisted in the universe, yet almost everyone she knew was human. There was a few exceptions and a few people who she wasn't sure, but afraid to ask. It was against the rules to tell humans about the world of the supernatural. She also didn't want to ruin the happiness. It had to be the only topic where she didn't say anything. Not to mention she only spent about three seconds thinking about how she couldn't tell, then her mind would dart to something else. Really, sometimes she frustrated those around her for not being able to stay on one story or event, very forgetful... something drew people to Becca. She blamed the hair, of course. As it was fabulous.

It was good that Faylinn was up for such much responsibility in Becca's own mind though. She never really backed down from a challenge, no matter how pressing it was. Thats one of the things that she admired about her. Not to mention her room being absolutely spotless. She admired that too. Her fingers gently pressed against the page then closed the flowerly notebook and put it on the table next to her. Her pen was put at an angle on top of the book. It about fell off though when Faylinn mentioned she liked a guy. Becca felt like she stopped breathing and turned her head to look at her. This is what Becca liked to call her full attention, and it only happened almost once every two or three months. Her dark eyes got big as she looked at Faylinn, waiting for a 'ha, got you good, didn't I?' or something to make Becca burst into laughter. But that never came.

For a moment, she was just staring, but then a mischevious smile curled on her lips, "Like a guy? Like him as in I gained a new friend, or like as in I'm gonna jump him when I get home?" She asked, wanting to bounce with excitement, hoping in her own gossipy girl state it was the second one. It was another way of asking if she was crushing or if she met a new friend, of course, but she had to put it in Becca's terms. At once, she attacked her, "What's his name, what's he look like, he human?" She boosted, about to ask another question before she looked over and made a face, "I hate speedos." Her eye caught the image of an old man wearing a speedo, laying out in the sun, pretending that it was just natural. Becca was pretty easy when it came to what someone wore, but god, she wasn't wandering around shirtless. Thats what she felt like it should have been compared to.

Becca laughed at her teasing comment about the bathing suit. "Might as well burn all your clothes darlin." She said, using a nickname that she gave pratically everyone and anyone. She also gave them the nicknames, sweetheart, sugar, dear, darlin, doll, muffin, cupcake, and just about anything sugary strange name that her mind thought of at the time. To not use the nickname was strange to her. She just felt like something should be finished with her sentences somtimes. Might as well burn all your clothes didn't sound as... fun and free. Sounded more of a mean teasing tone. This was all in her own mind, even if it sounded fun, of course.

AND I DON'T NEED YOU

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[faylinn]

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[atrb=width,240] Faylinn laughed. Truly the last thing she'd want was to boost Raph's ego. Yes, Faylinn was the only one in the bed not to call him Raphie, but Faylinn wasn't to fond of anyone in the band besides Becca. She simply tolerated them because she had no other choice. Faylinn enjoyed being the band because it gave her a reason to practice the violin and keyboard. Otherwise she tended to slack off in that area. But other than the practice and money, Faylinn basically hated the band. She only liked one other member and that was Becca. The other three guys had a tendency to irritate her, but she tried her best to ignore it. Becca had a way of calming her down anyway. But if Becca happened to not be there, Faylinn could flip out at one of them, which she has in the past. Fletcher was too hyper and Raph to childish and Robin simply rubbed the wrong way. Faylinn had to admit she couldn't figure out why Becca didn't make her mad like the other. Faylinn suspected it was because she was almost exactly like her cousin Eva, but she looked different. Faylinn loved her cousin, and therefore Becca. There were a few minute details that were different, but they were only things that I person like Faylinn could pick up. Faylinn had acute OCD and noticed the smallest things at times. So small idiosyncrasies were obvious to Faylinn, even though big things sometimes escaped her acknowledgment. Once or twice Faylinn even forgot her own birthday because she was too busy fussing over something else for the previous weeks. Faylinn's mind was basically scrambled up. Faylinn smiled as Becca put her things away. Faylinn knew that she took these things rather seriously. Faylinn thought it was ridiculous and was pretty sure Becca knew she did. Becca was convinced it was possible. After all if mythical creature existed, and Faylinn was living proof of that, why couldn't these things happen? At least that was Becca's logic. Faylinn personally thought that being a faerie, and having a child trying to kill the other bandmates was bit different, but hey Faylinn was the one with a whacked up brain. Secretly, Faylinn wondered if Becca was just as crazy as her, but in a different way. Faylinn wouldn't think it bad, but she wouldn't be surprised. After all this girl planned for everything. Even the most unlikely of events like a zombie apocalypse. Faylinn then wondered how much Becca really planned for her to do in that little notebook of hers. Faylinn was ready for anything she had planned for her, because Faylinn was amazing and could whatever the hell she wanted. But all the same, it would be good to know if she wanted her to do something impossible like shrink to microscopic size or something. Faylinn wasn't sure why she'd ever need to be that small, but with Becca she couldn't be sure. Faylinn mulled it over in her mind, deciding that Becca was rational even not to expect anything impossible from her. And anything physically possible Faylinn could do. Like mentioned before, Faylinn was amazing. She never stopped trying so she was sure she could do it. Faylinn Edvardsen never backed down and gave everything her best effort, even being a bitch. Especially being a bitch. Faylinn smiled sheepishly at her friend. Then simply rolled her eyes. ”Don't talk like an idiot.” Faylinn said, indifferently. ”Of course I like him like I'll jump him when I get home,” Faylinn said winking and trying to hold back a laugh and failing. Faylinn knew she was just being Becca, but she decided to simply play along until she was bombarded with questions. ”His name is Dylan, he has long brown hair and electric blue eyes and I'm not sure. I don't think so.” Faylinn answered, talking much slower than all this was asked. Then Faylinn noticed Becca's gaze shifting. She made and face herself and stood up. Faylinn stormed over to the guy wearing nothing but a speedo. It was disgusting. Faylinn grabbed the towel next to the guy and threw it harshly in his face. He was shocked at her actions but Faylinn spoke first. ”Cover up asshole. You look disgusting.” She spat before turning back to Becca and sitting down. Faylinn laughed and shook her head. ”I guess I'll just have to keep it anyway. Buying a whole new wardrobe is simply too much work.” Yes, it was the time and energy Faylinn would have to put in to get a whole new wardrobe that would prevent her from doing so if she really did want to. Faylinn was extremely rich, having come from a wealthy family. She was a bit spoiled but her parents died too young for them to truly spoil her. She was forced to grow and act like an adult too young to have really become a spoiled brat. She used her money to her advantage at times, but other than that, being spoiled wasn't Faylinn's problem. Being a complete bitch was.	[atrb=width,140] words , 843 words tagged , Becca notes , aish no muse
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She was quite shocked when she discovered that Faylinn liked her. All she heard from the others was that she was a total bitch. She snapped and lost it often. Becca came into the first meeting with high intensinos that she was going to have to teach this girl a few manners about messing up with her boys. No one messed with her boys. Honestly, they were like property to her. She even wrote on them once 'BECCAS PROPERTY' with eyeliner. In her mind, no one was even allowed to talk to them without her permission. Though because of her attention span, that didn't always seem to work. Most of the time she was way too distracted to pay attention to every bit of their lives but all the same, it was a nice thought to have. On top of that, she also trusted them to know the right people. There wasn't a lot of time where the judgemental was bad. Except for Raphe. He was his own special character who Becca felt she had to especially watch out for. One of these days she was going to have to swoop in and save him. She just knew it.

Of course she also knew it right next to zomibees and aliens coming to attack. Worst case was that they never happened right? If they did happen, everyone was going to be sorry they didn't believe in all the signs and warnings in movies. Becca actually got most of her ideas from when she woke up with a nightmare, but they usually tied in to some movies. Thats why she was prepared with the notebook at the theater, knowing her dreams were going to send her something. They wern't quite nightmares to her. To her they were like information videos that she felt apart of so that when she woke up, she could be prepared for the life test that was coming her way. The fact that no one seemed to take her seriously, but the other fact that no one made fun of her for doing so made her feel better about it. They didnt' have to believe her she guessed. Just be prepared to apologize if it ever did happen.

Becca blinked. She wasn't talking like an idiot. What was she talking about? Becca's rose eyes scanned Faylinns to see if there was any teasing in that last comment, but all she showed a roll of the eyes. Guess not then, huh? She didn't think she was, so she figured that Faylinn was being her ridiculous self. Still, she listened to the rest of the words and gasped when Faylinn teased it was the jumping him part. Oh god! Becca bounced a little in her lounge chair, all very lightly as the last thing she wanted to do was make it collasp. She never thought this day would come! Her hands got tangled in her mess of hair as she started to play with it, trying to get rid of some of the hyper energy so that she wasn't full out attacking her friend. Becca ever so tried her hardest to tone down a little bit for Faylinn. Obviously, it didn't always work out.

She had heard of the name Dylan before, but didn't think that she knew him personally. Becca was almost positive that she had heard someone else mention him. At her descritption, Becca wanted to drool, already picturing this guy in her head already. What was even stranger was that the first person that came into her head was Owen. Owen was a cute little sweetheart whom she smothered all she could and when she could. His reaction was so cute. His eyes got all small as he struggled helplessly under her grasp. Except now he had a bitchy girlfriend who had some problem with other girls hugging him. Jealous much? It made Becca annoyed. Not that she should have talked, because she was very much the jealous type. It was just for the fact she didn't think of Owen that way that pricked her annoyance.

Wasn't human. Oh dear. She wasn't sure thought. "Why don't you think he's human?" She asked curiously, then tilting her head with the biggest smirk on his face, "I picture a super hot guy when you said that description. Am I right?" She asked mischevioulsy, lifting her eye brows and attempting to wiggle them a little bit. Fletcher could wiggle his eyebrows and she was slowly learning how to, but it was a much more difficult task than someone imagined. It actually took a lot of thought. Not to mention that her arch was so high that it was hard to tell when she perked up an eyebrow. Yes, wiggling her eyebrows would be so much more efficient. Still, it wasn't really something that could be taught. She had to pratice at it. Since hers she tried ended in a fail, she took a deep sigh and glared upward at them. Oh she wish she could see them to see what she was doing. It had been wrong only for the fact she could feel it not flow the way she wanted to. Then her mind got distracted again.

Becca burst out in laughing when she saw that Faylinn totally took a stand and threw a towel at him. See, it was super funny when it wasn't happening to her. To watch Faylinn get mad was like a show. She just wished she had something to snack on when she watched. Actually, she just wanted a snack in general. Usually Becca was always putting food in her mouth, so for her not to was strange. She had been biting her pencil earlier, but now that it was out, her teeth aimed for something to naw on. It was probably an gopher thing, but who cared. Becca wasn't sure if she was all there sometimes. Still, to think that she was sane was hilarous, but she didn't think she was really insane either. Beside, sane people must have been the most boring people in the world. Becca wasn't sure how they could live with themselves. "You're my favorite!" She exclaimed exictedly.

Becca too had been a spoiled child with too much money and everything she wanted, so she understood where the girl was coming from. However, Becca adored her own wardrobe just the way it was. "We must go shopping." She said with a smile, knowing that shopping would actually be extremely difficult because of the different tastes. Faylinn loved colors that were softer. It fit well. Becca liked nothing but super bright colors and things from Hot Topic, including lingre tutus. Yes, becca bought those, but those were just for the sake of having them. You know, rainy day. Becca also loved to do her own photoshoots with her camera. One day, she felt that she should hire a professional to come in there so that they could take better pictures of her. Oh, if only.

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