OMG!! You Are Such A Show-Off!

okay i feel like showing off my most recent (and only good) drawing.

if you want to see my songs look at my gaiaonline journal. there are four of them

Compare mine to the original.
Nice eh?

I have a project in school and I had to write something for it, so I chose to write a Christmas poem. Well, I thought it was good, so, here it is:

Santa’s Slay

All through the night
All things were sound
Not the slightest plight
Until Saint Nick came around

He would sneak to your room
Without the softest of words
And then off with your head
Leaving your corpse for the birds

He left a trail of red
All through the snow
As he walked to your bed
Off to Heaven you go

This demon is out
On such a holy night
And all the deceased did shout
“Beware of Saint Nick nothing is right!”

There is no way to stop
Santa’s slay is tonight
Your head he will chop
Unless you have the might

For to stop Santa Clause
You would need great skill
To end his cause
Like him, you must kill

The saint is strong
Not weak in the slightest
Though his ways are wrong
His ways are the brightest((By that, I mean clever))

Through his head
Goes a stake of holly
Now the maniac is dead
And all is once more jolly

The town of Somerset Kentucky was a dull place to live. It was like a town of clones, each one just as preppy as the first. And there I was the exact opposite of every single one of them. Everyone in Somerset had perfect brown or blonde hair, possibly the occasional redhead, and designer label clothes from places like Hollister, Abercrombie and Fitch, and American Eagle. (Though where they would get that way out here in the middle of nowhere was beyond me.) I am certain I could have snapped each and every one of them in half as easily as you could a toothpick. (Not that they were much bigger.) I wouldn’t mind their clothes and their unnatural skinniness, if it weren’t for the attitude that seemed to go along with it. I had never seen such a group of snobs in my whole life!
And then there was me. I’m not saying that Adrian Puget was some perfect angel child, but I knew I wasn’t anything like these people. I had dyed black hair that I spend most of my mornings straightening to the point that you could probably stab people with it. I wore the same outfit just about every day: a pair of shredded, skin-tight jeans, a black t-shirt with a band’s logo printed on the front, and either one of my black jackets. One has Green Day across the front, the other having My Chemical Romance on it. And while I was by no means fat, I wasn’t the anorexic thin of the others here in Somerset.
I was almost alone here. Almost. There was one girl I didn’t care to hang around with. Her name was Anne Clark and she was a sweetie. Never in a million years could you convince me that there was a nicer person out there than Anne. While she wasn’t classified “emo” like me, she wasn’t a prep either. She had blonde hair that came down about an inch past her shoulders and was s-k-i-n-n-y skinny! She had a nice figure, curved and natural, with a round face and full lips. She was really pretty, but the boys in Somerset seemed to only care for the preppy girls in town. I was a Goth queen trapped in the Barbie Dream House.
The 20th of November, 2008 wasn’t a date I was going to forget willingly. We had been hearing all week about some new kid that was moving into town from New York. And all week, I dreaded the next prep to enter Somerset’s Southwestern High School. That morning, Anne and I were sitting in class chatting idly as I cast glares at anyone who even looked like they were going to send a spit-ball at my best friend. The bell rang and we slid down into our seats. Anne immediately began doodling in her notebook and I in mine. Occasionally, I would peek over her shoulder to see what she was drawing. The teacher walked in a few seconds late, so I knew that new kid would be with her. I could picture him now, blonde hair, blue eyes, dimples, big as a house. Yuck. The teacher cast a disapproving glance out the door.
Why did she do that? She only gives me and Anne looks like those…
“Alright everyone, we have a new student, I’m sure you have already heard about. This is Zane Stevens.”
The teacher nodded towards the door and a boy of about 14 stepped in. I could have died when I saw that kid. It was all I could do to keep from screaming, “YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!” out of shock, never mind that my jaw was on the floor. He was beautiful!! Black hair cut like Sasuke’s from Naruto, deep, rich, black eyes that were so pouty that it was almost inhuman, big, pouty lower lip with snakebites, pale-skinned, and oh-my-gosh muscles. I mean, not huge, but definitely there.
“Oh my jeeze…” I sighed and slid down into my seat.
Anne looked over at me and smiled, “Well, ain’t he a fine one.”
I nodded vigorously, “Oh yah… Really fine.” I whistled a little bit then returned to looking him over.
Aw!! His butt’s so round and cute!
Then I looked around and realized something wonderful. The only empty seat in class was right next to me!! I could stare at him all day! I did a little mental happy dance and looked down at my paper, doodling idly and trying to look natural. He walked past me to his seat, bumping my elbow with his AFI bag on his way past. He realized that he had touched me a little and immediately went into an “omigosh!” freak-out mode. He sat down and looked at me with those big, pouty, black eyes rimmed in eyeliner.
“I’m sorry!” He bit his lower lip, “I didn’t mean to hit you, I mean, I was just walking past and it sorta hit your arm and I-“
I cut him off there, “It’s ok, I mean, you just said it was an accident, right?”
Aww!! It’s so adorable how he rambles!
Zane let loose a sigh of relief, “Oh, thank heaven. I don’t want to make anyone here mad on my first day, right?”
I smiled at him, “Oh, don’t worry about them. They’ll get mad at anyone who wears more eyeliner than they do.”
Zane shirked in his seat a little, “Uh oh. I guess I’m in big trouble then, right?”
A speck of glitter shone from the corner of his eye and I realized that he was wearing sparkly eyeliner. I held in a scream of happiness, and smiled, “Don’t worry. Anne and I are in the same boat.”
Anne giggled and waved with her fingers at Zane, who waved in the same way back to her.
“Well, at least I’m with good company then.” He smiled and adjusted himself in his seat.
I almost squealed with delight at his words. Was he saying that he liked us? Or was he just being nice? Thinking about it made my head hurt, so I just decided to remain content with the fact that he said the words instead of worrying over the meaning behind them.

I feel left out T_T
I live there too ya know...
D:

My bad.

*dies from happiness*

I figured you would like it.

Zane sat at his desk, writing on his last little poem.
Everyone knew who it was about, even she did.

Here she comes, just like an angel
Seems like forever that she's been on my mind

Kyira walked into class, books in hand and a smile on her face.
She walked past Zane, head down, secretly wishing he knew.

But nothing has changed
She thinks I'm a waste of her time

Zane sighed as she walked by, nothing was different.
He hoped everyday she'd see he actually loved her, for her.

There she goes, she don't know what she's missing
Can't she see I'll never give give up the fight

Kyira sat down behind Zane and sighed.
This was her favorite class, just because of him.

I'll do all I can till she understands my desire
I'm on the outside looking in

Zane pulled out a piece of paper and started writing something.
This time a simple note, not a poem.

Let me into your heart - oh -
There's nothing on earth that should keep us apart

Kyira held back a small gasp as a fold note hit her head.
She opened it and began to read it.

I can't live without your love and affection
I can't face another night on my own

Zane crossed his fingers and prayed silently.
Hopefully he would finally put his heart at ease.

I'd give up my pride to save me from being alone
'Cause I can't live without your love

Kyira began to write her reply, a small smile on her lips.
She had finally put her own heart at ease.

So I wait, here for an answer
And wonder if tomorrow will be like yesterday

Zane held back a smile as he took the note and read it.
He finally had what he desired.

I'll keep holding on
But I can't go on living this way

At the end off class Kyira walked out and bumped into Zane.
She looked up at him and met his smile with her own.

I've been on the outside looking in
Bring these tears to an end - oh -

Zane smiled down at Kyira, his picture of perfection.
"Hey Kyira...can I carry your books to your next class?"

I realize there's no use for me to pretend
Oh yeah

Kyira nodded and handed Zane her books.
"Sure, so uhm, what's going on?"

I can't live without your love and affection
I can't face another night on my own

Zane held her books in his right arm.
"Nothing, I was just wondering...what are you doing tonight?"

I'd give up my pride to save me from being alone
'Cause I can't live without your love

Kyira smiled and looked at Zane.
"Nothing, do you want to hang out?"

For your love... I'd put my arms around you
For your love... and find the strength to tell you

Zane put his left arm around her and smirked.
"Absolutely. As long as you're there, I really don't care what we do."

I can't live without your love and affection
I just can't go on this way anymore

Kyira's Cellar Door
Song: Cellar Door - Escape The Fate

We walk through the doorway,
heard you calling from the hall
To find you in the bedroom
not breathing at all
I drug your body to the cellar where we lay,
the wax it melts away, I kiss your face...

Kyira lay, motionless in the bedroom floor.
She wasn't breathing, or so it seemed. Her eyes were open, well alert.
Bella walked into the house, not hearing Kyira's heartbeat to greet her.
She ran around the house, finally finding in the bedroom floor.
She called for Zane, but heard nothing.

Now we are starting to love you more,
your bodies on the canvas,
I painted on the floor
Now you wait,
like the drug,
like the change
in the pain it goes on for so long

Bella touched Kyira's forehead, cold, ice cold.
She felt for her pulse, there was none.
Kyira seemed different...changed actually.
Bella gasped, he couldn't have!

And now, now it hurts in the worst way,
now that your gone,
its so wrong, its so wrong....

Bella pulled out her cell phone, calling the person who would do this.
"Bella, what is it?"
"Zane, did you...to Kyira?"
There was a pause.
"Yes..."

If I could take you somewhere,
I'd take you to the darkest place,
scatter you in art rooms,

Bella looked down at Kyira, her eyes met black, pitch black.
"Zane why? You've barely been together a year!"
"Bella...she's the one...I just know it."
Kyira stirred, sitting up with a sharpness only one thing could have.
"She's a vampire now..."

beauty in different ways
your hands on picture frames,
your eyes in the glass
where your face has a mask

"Yes, and she's going to live forever. We'll live together forever."
Kyira looked at Bella, confusion on her face.
Bella sighed and handed her the phone.
"Hello...?"
Kyira gasped, her voice, it was beautiful.
Zane sighed.
"Kyira..."

Now they are starting to love you more,
a gallery of your beauty,
no charge at the door

"Zane...what's going on...?"
"Kyira, honey, you're like me now...like you wanted."
"I-I am?"
"Yes, now we can be together, just like you wanted."

As you wait,
like the drug,
like the change in the pain
it goes on for so long

"Zane, can you...come home...please?"
"I'm already here, love."
Kyira looked up, Zane standing in the doorway.
She jumped up and hugged him, he hugged her back, just as tightly.
"Oh Zane..."
Zane kissed the top of her head.

And now, now it hurts in the worst way,
now that you're gone,
it's so wrong, it's so wrong....

Bella stood, putting her phone away and watching Zane.
"Zane, couldn't this have wait another year or two?"
"Kyira didn't think so...she's just a few days younger than me now..."
"Bella, don't be mad at him, this was my idea. I didn't want to be older than him..."
"Kyira, he's over 250 years old, you can't get older than him!"
"You know what I meant Bella!"

And down below your veins run dry
your vacant eyes,
I lost control your face is pale, your body's cold,

Zane held Kyira tighter.
"Bella, it really was her idea, I just did what she wanted."
"Yeah, it just so happened you wanted it before she did!"
"Why are you so defensive, you wanted her to be changed to?"
"I wanted you to wait until she graduated or something!"
"Enough! It's done and over, get over it Bella!"

And down below your veins run dry
your vacant eyes,
I lost control your face is pale,
your body's cold

Kyira held tightly to Zane, he felt warm now.
Zane felt Kyira hold on tighter, she was colder, much colder.
She was pale white, her eyes were black from thirst.
Kyira looked up at Zane, her eyes screamed with a desire.
She kissed him, deeply and lovingly.

Wait,
like the drug,
like the change in the painting
goes on for so long

Zane kissed her back, letting himself go more into this kiss.
Kyira pulled back and smiled, then out of no where, shr grabbed her throat.
"Ahh...it...it burns, it burns bad."
"You're just thirsty Kyira."

And now, now it hurts in the worst way,
now that you're gone,
it's so wrong, it's so wrong...

Bella nodded at Kyira.
"He's right, you're wanting blood. Take her to the forest. She can't hunt humans."
Zane nodded and took Kyira's hand, leading her outside.
Bella sighed as they went out of view.
"This is the last day of forever...for her."

It's so wrong..

All her systems go
this one she's outta control
She lost her grip, I think she fell off the edge
She sinks her teeth in, there's no letting go
we all come to find, she's just a snake
a snake devil

Elizabeth stared at the horizon, gun in hand and eyes set.
"Today is the day...it's going to end here."
She leaped of the building, soaring face first towards the pavement.
People screamed, but Elizabeth smiled.
She pulled up and landed on her feet.

This is not up for discussion
Now we're a thing of the past
And I won't live to see the sunrise

Elizabeth ran down the street, she was heading to his house.
The door was open, it was never closed.
She walked in, she could hear him snoring in the living room.
"Now's the time...the time for you to die."

She says I want you to know, before you let me go
it's your fault, I'm demoralized
But I won't let what she says, go to my head.
No, not again

Sam lay asleep on his couch, snoring to the dawn.
He'd stayed up all night with another girl.
She didn't matter, but he wanted her to.
He wanted to patch that void no girl could.
He was a slob, a pathetic, worthless slob.

She's taking over the world, one heart at a time
She'll chew you up and spit you out, like nothing
It's not her problem, well now we know
She's nothing more than just a snake, a snake devil

Elizabeth cocked her gun, it snap loudly and Sam snapped awake.
"Elizabeth, what the hell?!"
"Hello Sam, weren't expecting me, now were you?"
"No! What, why the-"
"Shut up, you know what's going to happen!"
Elizabeth raised the gun, hatred burn her eyes.

I won't live to see the sunrise
it's just a matter of time, only a matter of time
And I won't live to see the sunrise

Sam gulped, he knew what she meant.
He wouldn't live to see the light of the next day.
Elizabeth grinned, he understood now.
"Weren't you expecting this, at all? I told you I'd come back for you."
Sam couldn't speak, words had betrayed him.

She says I want you to know, before you let me go
it's your fault, I'm demoralized
But I won't let what she says, go to my head
No, not again

Sam shook his head.
"You're bluffing, you always bluff."
"Oh no, not this time Sam. I'm dead serious now."
A evil grin hit her face when she said dead serious.
This was his end.

And I won't live to see the sunrise
No, I'd rather just die, than listen to your lies
No, I won't live to see the sunrise

Sam closed his eyes, maybe for the last time.
Elizabeth smiled and raised the gun to aim at his face.
"Ready to go, my dear?"
Sarcasm never failed to grace her lips.
Sam looked at her, with the same eyes she had given him when he left her.
"Sorry doll, they didn't work on you, they won't work on me."

You've already done the damage
We're a thing of the past
She's just a snake devil

BANG!

;)

Proud of your new toy?
:roll:

Yup =P

Congrats.

We're going to start dating VERY soon =D
Timmy and Adam are getting him to ask me out, without my telling them to do so, and I'm all WEE!!!

Awesome.

ACT LIKE YOU CARE

='D I'm so happy for you!

Good boy.

I'm a dog now?

Look at your picture and you tell me.

Forgot about that...