I stood up and threw an annoyed look at Ian who was lying on his back staring at the ceiling. I walked to the door and opened it just as the person was about to knock again. It was a hotel bagboy, barely 18, he looked bored as he said in monotone, “Here are your bags sir, have a nice evening.” With that said, he turned and walked back down the hallway to the elevators.
I rolled my eyes and picked up Ian and my bags. I hurled them into our room.
“Oh finally!” Ian exclaimed. He sat up and hopped over to his bag. He frantically unzipped it and pulled out a thin plastic stick. He hopped back over to his bed before shoving the stick down his cast.
“Oh man, that feels so much better.” He said as he itched his leg.
“Nice…” I muttered and jumped onto my bed, “I’m going to bed now, we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow.”
“Right.” Ian managed to reply after his itching orgasm.
He threw the stick towards the general direction of our luggage; it bounced off the wall and landed near the door. I shook my head before covering it with the hotel bed sheets. I fell asleep as soon as Ian turned off the lamp on our nightstand.
I woke up to the sound of Ian calling my name.
“Anthony! Anthony, there’s someone at the door, you should go get it!” I rolled over to look at his stupid face.
“Are you fucking kidding me?!” I practically screamed, “Go get the door yourself, dumbass!!!”
For some reason Ian looked apauled.
“Ian, you wake me up in the middle of the night to tell me to answer the door when clearly you can do it by yourself.” I tried to explain.
Someone knocked on the door loudly.
“Just ask who it is.” I groaned.
“Oooo good idea!” Ian said. “Who is it?” he called out.
“It’s Damien; I’ve got info on vidcon for you guys; the schedule and whatnot.” Damien’s rich deep voice slid through the door.
“Go. Get. It.” I growled at Ian who finally obeyed.
“Fine…Jesus…” I heard him mumble as I rolled back over.
I heard the door click and open. Damien’s big footsteps thumped into our room. I heard a crack and Ian whine, “Awww man!!! That was my itching stick!”
I chuckled, “That’s what you get for leaving your shit everywhere.”
Damien’s footsteps continued further into my room until they stopped. I looked up and jumped; he was standing over my bed holding a folded piece of paper in his large hand.
“Here.” He threw it at me. It landed on my face. I slowly took it off and tried to read it.
“Breakfast- 5:30 – 6:45
Set Up- 7:00 – 9:30
Break- 9:30 – 10:00
Continue Set Up- 10:00 – 1:30
Lunch- 1:30” Was all I could make out for now.
I looked at the clock and saw that it was 5:25 AM. This already sucked.
“Well, we should probably go if we wanna get some breakfast!” I heard Ian’s stomach growl.
“How can you be hungry already?” My voice was groggy from sleep.
“I don’t know; I’m a man, deal with it.” His stupid comment was too stupid for me to reply to. Instead, I motioned him towards me. Ian leaned over and I slapped him.
“You’re an idiot.” I said as he rubbed his cheek. He didn’t say anything, however, because he knew I acted this way in the morning, especially when it was early and I had only gotten 4 hours of sleep.
I sat up and grabbed my phone. I had to text Tay.
“Just woke up; wanted to see how you were. Love you.” I left it simple. She could’ve still been sleeping but I wasn’t sure.
I got out of bed and rubbed my eyes; I hated getting up this early. I sat on my bed for a couple of seconds, trying to get used to being awake; it was hard to keep my eyes open, especially in the dim lighting of our hotel room. Finally I got the energy to hoist myself off the bed and into the bathroom. I turned on the light and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was a mess and my eyes were baggy, my upper lip had grown itself a little pedo ‘stache; I truly looked like a child rapist. The real problem was I didn’t really give a shit. But whether I liked it or not, I had to look presentable today so I combed out my hair and quickly shaved the pedo ‘stache before changing into a Smosh shirt and skinny jeans. After I was finished I looked in the mirror again; much better. I walked back into the main room and saw that Ian had left me for breakfast.
“Asshole…” I mumbled before grabbing the spare hotel key and my cell phone.
I looked at my inbox but to no avail; Tailynn hadn’t replied. I really wanted to talk to her so I decided it wouldn’t hurt to shoot her another text,
“hey Taybe, just wanted to see if you were awake yet, text me when you do. Love you.” I pushed send but my damn phone glitched up.
“Fuck…” I cursed as I tried to figure out if it had sent or not. I really had no idea so I just typed it up again and sent it.
“Stupid phone…” I grumbled before making my way to the hallway and down to the lobby where they were serving breakfast.
The lobby was crowded with YouTube celebrities. I spotted Kevin Jumba by the toast table with Ryan Higa close by. I also saw Ray Johnson by the bagles and iJustine talking to KassemG at the juice table. Finally Ian, with his giant cast and annoying crutches, caught my eye; he was talking to someone at the beginning of the buffet line; a girl. I sorta recognized her from the back but I wasn’t exactly sure who it was. There weren’t many women YouTubers at the convention except for some vloggers, music artists and make-up gurus…make-up gurus….oh shit.
Kaylea turned away from Ian and waved at me with a huge grin on her face. I gave a small wave and a half smile. I had to be nice even if I didn’t want to. I took a deep breath before walking over to them.
“Hey Anthony!” Kaylea’s shrill voice punched me in the face. I couldn’t stand happy people in the early morning.
“Uhm, hey Kaylea.” I tried to indicate that I didn’t want to talk.
“I’m so excited for this convention thingy, aren’t you?” she said before grabbing some fruit.
“Yep.” I yawned, trying to give her the idea.
“Ian and I were just about to tell each other what we were gonna do at our booths.”
“Oh really?” I got interested, “Ian, what were you gonna say?”
“That we’d probably just hand out and talk to people; have a playlist of our videos on screen and just answer some questions. Simple stuff like that.” Ian balanced his plate of fruit and a mini cereal box on his knee to adjust the crutches under his arm.
“Right. Well I hope that’s good enough. Plus our on-stage presentation slash skit.” I mentioned.
“Yeah that too,” Ian smiled, “We’re doing a skit of Benny Jean and Cletus then an exclusive Boxman rap.” Ian grabbed some fresh bacon from the buffet line and happily stuffed it into his mouth.
“Oh yeah! I heard that some YouTubers were doing shows onstage.” Kaylea poured herself a glass of ice water.
“Yep.” I repeated the simple word to her.
Ian spoke up, “Totally; Ryan and Kevin are doing Best Crew stuff, Freddie Wong has a little skit thingy, Ray is doing some viral video stand-up comedy, Machinema is sharing some live footage from E3, they’ve got a couple of music performers and at the end they’re gonna line up all the YouTubers and have a question and answer session. It’s gonna be freaking awesome.”
“Yeah, no kiddin’.” I smiled, feeling the excitement rush through my body. Then I remembered I had left Tailynn for all of this and my stomach sank. I missed her so much, and talking to Kaylea didn’t make it any better. I accidentally let out a sigh but walked away to the toast before anyone could ask me why. Kevin was still at the table; he looked frustrated.
“Hey man.” I started up a conversation.
“Oh hey.” He said, still staring at the toaster.
“What’s up?” I grabbed two pieces of white bread.
“You probably don’t want toast since the damn toaster isn’t working.” He noticed my gesture.
“Oh.” I replied but kept the bread on my paper plate. I took some strawberry jam and spread it on both slices. I didn’t really care that the toaster wasn’t working; I just wanted food.
“So, you likin’ New York so far?” I asked him.
“Yeah, Ryan, our friend Chester and I went sight seeing last night, we really didn’t get any sleep but we’re used to that now. We’re like vampires, never sleep—no need to.” He laughed and I joined in sympathy. Ryan walked up to us from the drink table and greeted me.
“Hey Anthony!” He high fived me.
“Nice to see you man!” I grinned, “we’ll have to collab again dude; you, Ian, Kevin and I.” I left out their friend since I didn’t know him too well.
“That’d be great! Plus I’ve had a script written out for a while so we could work around that.” Ryan said.
“Nice.” I nodded.
“Well we gotta eat fast,” Ryan motioned to Kev, “we have to get Chester and practice our Best Crew stuff.”
“Alright; I’ll catch you guys later then!” I high fived both them before they took off towards the elevators.
I took a bite out of my strawberry covered bread and jumped when someone touched my shoulder.
“Woah; take it easy there.” Ian backed up.
“Sorry,” I said, swallowing the bread, “I thought you were someone else…” I looked over his shoulder; no sign of Kaylea. “Common, we should get back to our room and get ready to set up.” I grabbed his sleeve and pulled him towards the elevators.
Ian attempted to eat while walking but he failed miserably. A couple of grapes rolled off his plate and his cereal spilled over. I sighed, knowing I had to be the one to clean it up.
“Thanks man.” Ian said and I grumbled an insincere, “you’re welcome.”
We jumped into the empty elevator but didn’t say a word ‘til we got to our floor. With the sound of Ian’s crutches clicking as he hopped he asked me…
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Thursday, May 19, 2011
New York Secrets- Part 2
We got off the plane and into the New York City airport very slowly; slower than usual because of Ian’s temporary disability. We attracted more attention than we wanted. People gave us looks similar to the look Kaylea gave me when she said we looked familiar. Ian took out his special sunglasses to disguise his famous blue eyes and I took out a new beanie from my suitcase to disguise my recognizable hair. That took away some attention but it was still awkward.
I looked at Ian and laughed; he looked like a blind disabled person. At least he was completely hidden from the rest of the crowd, as I was not. I decided not to worry about it as much as I was. At least Tailynn wasn’t here so I wouldn’t get shit for having a girlfriend; God forbid I even have one. Girls were very mean to her and I didn’t see exactly why. Tailynn is beautiful, smart, talented, creative, expressive, just perfect and she made me the happiest person alive. Selfish jealous girls just couldn’t see passed their own egos to be happy for me. It really pissed me off.
“Hey, look at that!” Ian’s voice interrupted my thoughts and I looked over to see him pointing to a group of people. One person held up a huge sign that said “YouTube Vidcon!” We headed towards their direction. When we got closer we saw that the group of people was actually a line of individual people holding signs with specific names on them. I recognized a lot of names; Chester See, Ryan Higa, Kevin Jumba, Shane Dawson, Fred, and…Kaylea Swan. I ran passed her sign as fast as I could to avoid coming in any type of contact with her. Ian did his best to keep up with me, and he did well for a guy who’d been on crutches for barely a week. We slowed down when we saw a bulky black guy in a grey suit with a purple tie holding a sign that said “SMOSH” in big letters at the top and “Anthony Padilla & Ian Hecox” on the bottom in smaller letters.
“This is us!” I smiled at the man to let him know we were Smosh. Ian hobbled over next to me.
“Hello person.” Ian greeted him.
“The name is Damien.” The guy said in a rich deep voice. His lips were in a straight line and he didn’t look at either of us.
“You seem like a swell guy.” Ian smirked. I laughed until Damien shot me a look that stabbed my eyes. I looked away almost fearing for my life before getting the courage to ask him what we were going to do now that we were here.
“We’re gonna go down to the hotel you’re staying at.” He eyed Ian, “judging from your state of health, we’re gonna have to move more slowly than the others.” His voice was deeper than deep. He really scared me especially since he was like, seven feet tall!
“Hey dude, I can do things on my own perfectly well. And speedy fast. Like a ninja!” Ian threw down his crutches and balanced on one foot; his hands were flat and he posed like he was gonna karate chop Damien in the throat. At least he wasn’t scared of him.
Ian’s stance caused Damien to…smile. Smile? I didn’t even know smiling was in his vocabulary let alone him knowing how to do it!
“Oh you guys are so funny!” his sudden change of emotion made me kinda happy. Damien actually thought we were cool!
“So, you’re a fan of Smosh?” I asked quietly as Ian picked up his crutches.
“Of course Anthony!” he looked at me, his eyes were kinder than the last time he looked at me, “That’s why I asked to hold up Smosh’s sign! Also, I thought it’d be really funny if I acted like a tough body guard. You should’ve seen your face, you were scared as hell!” he erupted into a fit of laughter. I smiled at him but gave Ian a look that said “this guy is crazy”. He nodded in return, as if he knew exactly what I was thinking.
After Damien was finished laughing his ass off, he wiped away some tears and took a deep breath before taking Ian’s suitcase that I had set down. He offered to take my suitcase which was still in my hand but I solemnly refused; I had enough of this guy for today.
I gave him a polite smile to let him know I could handle it myself and he accepted it. Damien led us out of the newly packed airport and outside to a line of cars. We walked around the line and followed Damien to a black limo. A fricken black limo!!!
“Really?” I thought out loud.
Ian woo-ed and attempted to open the door. “Damn these stupid crutches!” he cursed. I took charge and opened the back door for him.
“Thanks Anthony.” He said as he hopped into the limo, broken leg first.
I gave Damien my suitcase to put in the trunk and jumped in after Ian. The limo was bigger inside than it looked. I gawked around the limo, admiring the smooth leather seats and examining the various buttons on the other side of the door. This was just too cool.
“This is just too cool!” Ian exclaimed. I laughed; we always thought the same things, people swore we could’ve been long lost brothers.
We took off as soon as Damien got into the front seat. When I looked out the window, I saw Ryan Higa getting into another limo with Kevin Jumba. Those two were cool guys, I was glad they were gonna be at Vidcon; I was relieved I’d know at least two more people there.
The limo took off onto the highway; Ian and I barely talked, we stared outside the tinted windows the entire time to see New York City’s buildings slowly pass by. When we finally arrived at the rim of the city my stomach flipped; I really wished Tailynn was here with me. It would’ve been amazing to share this experience with her. Instead, I was stuck with this broken goofball; not that I didn’t like Ian’s presence but truthfully I’d rather have my fully functional girlfriend. And I’m sure Ian would rather have his too. Even so, I tried my best to have a good time and call Tay whenever I had the chance to.
The limo driver took some turns here and there and a lot of stops were taken too. I almost got fed up that we were taking so long to get to the hotel but the last stop we took, the door opened. Damien held it open and Ian and I got out to see a gigantic 5 star hotel awaiting us.
“Whoa-ly shit.” I uttered.
“Whoa-ly shit is right.” Ian’s voice creeped up behind me.
A hotel concierge opened the door for both of us and we walked into the hotel. This place was freaking AMAZING. The ceiling was at least 15 feet tall, it looked endless, and the staircase that led up to the rooms was crazy big. The hotel walls were painted a dark yellow, and the dimmed lights around the lobby made it look gold. The concierge desk was just filling up with people from Vidcon, luckily Damien had set our things on a cart and was getting our room as we oo-ed and awe-ed at the elegant things around us that we never got to see in Sacramento.
It took Damien faster than expected to get us our room keys. When he approached us he had to snap us out of our trance.
“Hey guys, I got you your room keys. I gotta go get your booth ready at the Vidcon Fest so I’ll see you two later.” Damien gave us both high fives; he almost knocked Ian over with his giant meaty hand. I chuckled as Ian and I made our way to the now crowded elevator. Our luggage had to take a different route but I trusted the hotel workers to get it all figured out.
I was getting very tired so I decided as soon as we got into the room I was gonna call Tay then totally pass out. This hotel had about 10 floors and we were on the fifth. We stopped on every floor but it was still crowded by the time we got to ours.
When we finally got off on our floor we strolled down the hallway until we saw our room number, “514”. I used the key and opened the door; I was just about to rush into the room when two soft voices said my name.
“Anthony? Ian?” I looked to my right and saw two girls standing next to me holding pieces of paper to their chests.
“Yes?” I smiled at them.
“I-my-hi-I’m uh…” one of the girls stammered. I held in a laugh.
“I’m Sammi, this is my best friend Shari we’re HEEEUGE Smoshers I can’t believe you’re really Anthony Padilla!”
“I’m Ian Hecox!” Ian chipped into the excitement.
“Ian!” the girl whom I presumed was Shari spoke. I looked at Ian who was beaming from ear-to-ear at the attention he was getting. “What happened to you?” she continued.
“I was being a freaking ninja but my abilities failed on me and I broke my knee. No need to worry about me though, I’ll be better soon.” He smiled at the girls again.
“Can we sign your cast?” Sammi asked him.
“Oh, sure!” Ian held up his leg and the girls took turns writing something on his leg with their sharpie. “Thanks!” he said after they finished.
“Now can you guys sign these?” Shari handed me a picture of Ian and I from Food Battle 2010.
“Yeah.” I said and took the pen she was motioning to me with. I signed my name and gave the pen to Ian to sign his. We switched papers and signed again. When we were finished, I decided to do the polite thing and offer a hug.
Sammi squeeled and jumped into my arms, squeezing me tightly. I coughed but stayed friendly and nice after she let go. Sammi moved on to Ian and I heard his breath let out. I laughed and hugged Shari. Her touch was softer, perhaps too soft. I supposed she was just nervous concidering how she couldn’t speak to me two minutes ago. She moved to Ian and then they separated from us, waving goodbye.
“That felt cool.” I said as we finally got into our room and shut the door.
“Yeah, I’m fucking tired though.” Ian jumped onto the bed closest to the window.
“Screw you man I get the window bed!” I whipped off my beanie and threw it at his face.
“I’m the injured man so I get first pick!” Ian picked up one of his crutches and hurled it at me.
I jumped out of the way and it hit the door. “DUDE!” I yelled at him. He laughed as I picked it up and threw it back at him. He blocked it with his cast,
“Wawwwww!!!” He impersonated Bruce Lee.
“FINE.” I surrendered to his ninja-ness and took the bed next to the closet.
As soon as my head hit the fluffy hotel pillow, I took out my phone and speed dialed Tailynn. She answered on the second ring,
“Hey baby.” I loved hearing her voice but I recognized her tone. Something was wrong.
“Hey Tay, you sound…upset.” I tried to find the right words without making her madder than she must’ve been.
“I just…um…slapped a bitch and made her bleed.” I laughed at her random explanation. She began to explain what happened in detail but that just made me laugh more.
“Wow, I don’t know whether to be proud or scared.” I said after she was finished.
“You should be both. You should know by now if someone pisses me off, I’ll beat their ass!” She laughed; my heart raced. I loved her sweet laugh.
“Well, I’ll make sure to never make you angry,” I tried to reassure her that I’d never hurt her, “I don’t want my ass to be beat, especially from my beautiful girlfriend. You know how much I love you.” I turned the conversation around to make it about us. I loved her so much.
“I love you too.” Her tone was soft.
“I already miss you so much. I thought I could do this but knowing how far away you are, it…it hurts.” I held back tears. I didn’t want her or Ian to hear me cry.
“I miss you too…”
“Well…” I proceeded on telling her everything that happened after we separated at the airport.
“That’s awesome!” she replied to my comment about what happened with Sammi and Shari. “Listen, I just wanted you to know that we’re gonna be okay without each other for two weeks. This could be beneficial to our relationship, missing each other could make us stronger.” She was so good at making me feel better.
Suddenly, someone knocked on our hotel door. I looked at Ian and motioned him to get it but he ignored me. I clenched my fist, he was gonna make me say goodbye to Tailynn and answer the door myself.
“You’re right; missing you could be very beneficial. We could be a lot closer. I love you baby,” the person knocked again, this time harder, “I have to go now but I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Alrighty. I love you too. Goodnight.”
I sighed, realizing I had to say goodbye yet again, “Goodnight.”
I looked at Ian and laughed; he looked like a blind disabled person. At least he was completely hidden from the rest of the crowd, as I was not. I decided not to worry about it as much as I was. At least Tailynn wasn’t here so I wouldn’t get shit for having a girlfriend; God forbid I even have one. Girls were very mean to her and I didn’t see exactly why. Tailynn is beautiful, smart, talented, creative, expressive, just perfect and she made me the happiest person alive. Selfish jealous girls just couldn’t see passed their own egos to be happy for me. It really pissed me off.
“Hey, look at that!” Ian’s voice interrupted my thoughts and I looked over to see him pointing to a group of people. One person held up a huge sign that said “YouTube Vidcon!” We headed towards their direction. When we got closer we saw that the group of people was actually a line of individual people holding signs with specific names on them. I recognized a lot of names; Chester See, Ryan Higa, Kevin Jumba, Shane Dawson, Fred, and…Kaylea Swan. I ran passed her sign as fast as I could to avoid coming in any type of contact with her. Ian did his best to keep up with me, and he did well for a guy who’d been on crutches for barely a week. We slowed down when we saw a bulky black guy in a grey suit with a purple tie holding a sign that said “SMOSH” in big letters at the top and “Anthony Padilla & Ian Hecox” on the bottom in smaller letters.
“This is us!” I smiled at the man to let him know we were Smosh. Ian hobbled over next to me.
“Hello person.” Ian greeted him.
“The name is Damien.” The guy said in a rich deep voice. His lips were in a straight line and he didn’t look at either of us.
“You seem like a swell guy.” Ian smirked. I laughed until Damien shot me a look that stabbed my eyes. I looked away almost fearing for my life before getting the courage to ask him what we were going to do now that we were here.
“We’re gonna go down to the hotel you’re staying at.” He eyed Ian, “judging from your state of health, we’re gonna have to move more slowly than the others.” His voice was deeper than deep. He really scared me especially since he was like, seven feet tall!
“Hey dude, I can do things on my own perfectly well. And speedy fast. Like a ninja!” Ian threw down his crutches and balanced on one foot; his hands were flat and he posed like he was gonna karate chop Damien in the throat. At least he wasn’t scared of him.
Ian’s stance caused Damien to…smile. Smile? I didn’t even know smiling was in his vocabulary let alone him knowing how to do it!
“Oh you guys are so funny!” his sudden change of emotion made me kinda happy. Damien actually thought we were cool!
“So, you’re a fan of Smosh?” I asked quietly as Ian picked up his crutches.
“Of course Anthony!” he looked at me, his eyes were kinder than the last time he looked at me, “That’s why I asked to hold up Smosh’s sign! Also, I thought it’d be really funny if I acted like a tough body guard. You should’ve seen your face, you were scared as hell!” he erupted into a fit of laughter. I smiled at him but gave Ian a look that said “this guy is crazy”. He nodded in return, as if he knew exactly what I was thinking.
After Damien was finished laughing his ass off, he wiped away some tears and took a deep breath before taking Ian’s suitcase that I had set down. He offered to take my suitcase which was still in my hand but I solemnly refused; I had enough of this guy for today.
I gave him a polite smile to let him know I could handle it myself and he accepted it. Damien led us out of the newly packed airport and outside to a line of cars. We walked around the line and followed Damien to a black limo. A fricken black limo!!!
“Really?” I thought out loud.
Ian woo-ed and attempted to open the door. “Damn these stupid crutches!” he cursed. I took charge and opened the back door for him.
“Thanks Anthony.” He said as he hopped into the limo, broken leg first.
I gave Damien my suitcase to put in the trunk and jumped in after Ian. The limo was bigger inside than it looked. I gawked around the limo, admiring the smooth leather seats and examining the various buttons on the other side of the door. This was just too cool.
“This is just too cool!” Ian exclaimed. I laughed; we always thought the same things, people swore we could’ve been long lost brothers.
We took off as soon as Damien got into the front seat. When I looked out the window, I saw Ryan Higa getting into another limo with Kevin Jumba. Those two were cool guys, I was glad they were gonna be at Vidcon; I was relieved I’d know at least two more people there.
The limo took off onto the highway; Ian and I barely talked, we stared outside the tinted windows the entire time to see New York City’s buildings slowly pass by. When we finally arrived at the rim of the city my stomach flipped; I really wished Tailynn was here with me. It would’ve been amazing to share this experience with her. Instead, I was stuck with this broken goofball; not that I didn’t like Ian’s presence but truthfully I’d rather have my fully functional girlfriend. And I’m sure Ian would rather have his too. Even so, I tried my best to have a good time and call Tay whenever I had the chance to.
The limo driver took some turns here and there and a lot of stops were taken too. I almost got fed up that we were taking so long to get to the hotel but the last stop we took, the door opened. Damien held it open and Ian and I got out to see a gigantic 5 star hotel awaiting us.
“Whoa-ly shit.” I uttered.
“Whoa-ly shit is right.” Ian’s voice creeped up behind me.
A hotel concierge opened the door for both of us and we walked into the hotel. This place was freaking AMAZING. The ceiling was at least 15 feet tall, it looked endless, and the staircase that led up to the rooms was crazy big. The hotel walls were painted a dark yellow, and the dimmed lights around the lobby made it look gold. The concierge desk was just filling up with people from Vidcon, luckily Damien had set our things on a cart and was getting our room as we oo-ed and awe-ed at the elegant things around us that we never got to see in Sacramento.
It took Damien faster than expected to get us our room keys. When he approached us he had to snap us out of our trance.
“Hey guys, I got you your room keys. I gotta go get your booth ready at the Vidcon Fest so I’ll see you two later.” Damien gave us both high fives; he almost knocked Ian over with his giant meaty hand. I chuckled as Ian and I made our way to the now crowded elevator. Our luggage had to take a different route but I trusted the hotel workers to get it all figured out.
I was getting very tired so I decided as soon as we got into the room I was gonna call Tay then totally pass out. This hotel had about 10 floors and we were on the fifth. We stopped on every floor but it was still crowded by the time we got to ours.
When we finally got off on our floor we strolled down the hallway until we saw our room number, “514”. I used the key and opened the door; I was just about to rush into the room when two soft voices said my name.
“Anthony? Ian?” I looked to my right and saw two girls standing next to me holding pieces of paper to their chests.
“Yes?” I smiled at them.
“I-my-hi-I’m uh…” one of the girls stammered. I held in a laugh.
“I’m Sammi, this is my best friend Shari we’re HEEEUGE Smoshers I can’t believe you’re really Anthony Padilla!”
“I’m Ian Hecox!” Ian chipped into the excitement.
“Ian!” the girl whom I presumed was Shari spoke. I looked at Ian who was beaming from ear-to-ear at the attention he was getting. “What happened to you?” she continued.
“I was being a freaking ninja but my abilities failed on me and I broke my knee. No need to worry about me though, I’ll be better soon.” He smiled at the girls again.
“Can we sign your cast?” Sammi asked him.
“Oh, sure!” Ian held up his leg and the girls took turns writing something on his leg with their sharpie. “Thanks!” he said after they finished.
“Now can you guys sign these?” Shari handed me a picture of Ian and I from Food Battle 2010.
“Yeah.” I said and took the pen she was motioning to me with. I signed my name and gave the pen to Ian to sign his. We switched papers and signed again. When we were finished, I decided to do the polite thing and offer a hug.
Sammi squeeled and jumped into my arms, squeezing me tightly. I coughed but stayed friendly and nice after she let go. Sammi moved on to Ian and I heard his breath let out. I laughed and hugged Shari. Her touch was softer, perhaps too soft. I supposed she was just nervous concidering how she couldn’t speak to me two minutes ago. She moved to Ian and then they separated from us, waving goodbye.
“That felt cool.” I said as we finally got into our room and shut the door.
“Yeah, I’m fucking tired though.” Ian jumped onto the bed closest to the window.
“Screw you man I get the window bed!” I whipped off my beanie and threw it at his face.
“I’m the injured man so I get first pick!” Ian picked up one of his crutches and hurled it at me.
I jumped out of the way and it hit the door. “DUDE!” I yelled at him. He laughed as I picked it up and threw it back at him. He blocked it with his cast,
“Wawwwww!!!” He impersonated Bruce Lee.
“FINE.” I surrendered to his ninja-ness and took the bed next to the closet.
As soon as my head hit the fluffy hotel pillow, I took out my phone and speed dialed Tailynn. She answered on the second ring,
“Hey baby.” I loved hearing her voice but I recognized her tone. Something was wrong.
“Hey Tay, you sound…upset.” I tried to find the right words without making her madder than she must’ve been.
“I just…um…slapped a bitch and made her bleed.” I laughed at her random explanation. She began to explain what happened in detail but that just made me laugh more.
“Wow, I don’t know whether to be proud or scared.” I said after she was finished.
“You should be both. You should know by now if someone pisses me off, I’ll beat their ass!” She laughed; my heart raced. I loved her sweet laugh.
“Well, I’ll make sure to never make you angry,” I tried to reassure her that I’d never hurt her, “I don’t want my ass to be beat, especially from my beautiful girlfriend. You know how much I love you.” I turned the conversation around to make it about us. I loved her so much.
“I love you too.” Her tone was soft.
“I already miss you so much. I thought I could do this but knowing how far away you are, it…it hurts.” I held back tears. I didn’t want her or Ian to hear me cry.
“I miss you too…”
“Well…” I proceeded on telling her everything that happened after we separated at the airport.
“That’s awesome!” she replied to my comment about what happened with Sammi and Shari. “Listen, I just wanted you to know that we’re gonna be okay without each other for two weeks. This could be beneficial to our relationship, missing each other could make us stronger.” She was so good at making me feel better.
Suddenly, someone knocked on our hotel door. I looked at Ian and motioned him to get it but he ignored me. I clenched my fist, he was gonna make me say goodbye to Tailynn and answer the door myself.
“You’re right; missing you could be very beneficial. We could be a lot closer. I love you baby,” the person knocked again, this time harder, “I have to go now but I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Alrighty. I love you too. Goodnight.”
I sighed, realizing I had to say goodbye yet again, “Goodnight.”
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
New York Secrets- Part 1
Well, not EXACTLY a new story but it's what happens to Anthony and Ian in New York. This starts at the end of Part 12 of Live, Laugh, Learn, Love when Tailynn and Anthony say goodbye in the airport. Enjoy! :D
“Flight 33 now boarding.” Mine and Ian’s flight was called.
I looked up before muttering, “Oh well, that’s us.”
Tailynn hugged me again and separated from me; her soft warm hands cupped around my cheeks as she said, “Call me every day.” She kissed me before I said,
“Don’t worry, I will.” We kissed again until we heard Flight 50 being called.
“Guess I have to go before they leave without me.” She gave a nervous laugh.
“Okay; us too.” I smiled at her before she turned around and walked towards her gateway. I watched her with longing eyes; I already wanted her back in my arms. I was snapped out of her hypnotic movement when someone knocked me upside the head.
“What the fuck Ian?!” I yelled at him and turned around.
“Dude, we have to go, they’re gonna leave without us.” Ian hobbled over to the New York boarding gate and I had no choice but to follow.
I drug my feet across the ugly blue carpet, not wanting to leave California without my girl. Ian made an attempt to turn around to say, “Common Anthony, I know you want to be with her again but you have to trust me when I say you can live without her for two weeks. Besides, it’s not like you’ll never talk to her while you’re away; call her everyday.” His reassuring words caused me to grin and pick up my feet.
“Thanks man.” I said as I passed by him to enter the gate to New York.
We got onto the plane in an awkward manner; Ian couldn’t exactly fit into the narrow aisles with his giant crutches, so I had to hold them while he maneuvered around the plane by grabbing onto the seats and hopping down to where our seats were. I’m not gonna lie; I kind of felt like an idiot. But when we finally found our seats, which were near the back (thankfully on the opposite side of the bathroom), I felt comfortable and ready to take on New York.
“Let’s do this!” I quietly exclaimed to whoever could hear.
After all protocol was finished, we fastened our seatbelts and were ready to take off.
Ian cupped his hand over his mouth and made a radio noise, “Chhhhk, we’re here on Flight 33 ready to lift off. Everything seems in place, seat belts are on, cell phones are off, Anthony is ready to scream and cry—”
“Shut up Ian, that was one time! And I was seven!!!” But my defensive comment didn’t bring him out of character,
“Chhhhk, shut up Anthony; no one asked you. Anyway, we’re in lift off in five…four…three…two…one!” the airplane started to move on cue.
“Hell yeah!” Ian exclaimed a little too loud. He did have some reason to be excited; every time we were on a plane and he tried counting down, he was always seconds off. This was just one of Ian’s dozens of weird quirks.
After a while of being in the air, our seatbelts safe to come off, Ian had already fallen asleep on my shoulder, which was pretty damn weird. I debated on waking him up or not but after all he’d been through in the last week, I might as well be a good friend and let him sleep. On that note, I ended up drifting off to sleep as well and when I woke up an hour and a half later, I found that my head was resting on the top of Ian’s. That startled me which woke him up. He jumped up after he realized he was on my shoulder.
“Dude!!!” his bowl haircut was sticking out in different directions, “Why didn’t you wake me? We were having a gay fest on your shoulder; what, you didn’t mind?”
I laughed, “Yes, I did mind but I was actually being nice to you believe it or not. I didn’t want to wake you because you needed sleep!”
“I’m sorry guys,” a young woman turned around in front of us, “but can you two please keep it down? My brother is trying to sleep.”
“Oh yeah, sorry.” I smiled at her and elbowed Ian in the stomach. He grunted but didn’t say a word.
“Thank you.” She showed me a stunning smile and turned back around. She didn’t remain there for long though, “Hey, you look really familiar; do I know you?”
“You might. I’m Anthony Padilla. I’m from a YouTube channel called—”
“Smosh!” she interrupted me, “I know you looked familiar!” her fan-attitude made me perk up and smile, it’d been a while since I’d met a star struck girl.
“I’m Kaylea.” She held out her hand. It was soft when I shook it; it reminded me of Tailynn. I reassured myself that Kaylea was just a pretty girl on a plane, and Tailynn was my beautiful, charming, amazing girlfriend; my girlfriend whom had once hated my guts. I quickly swiped away those first moments we met from my mind and focused on what we’d recently became and would become in the future.
As the flight progressed, so did my conversation with Kaylea. I learned that she was on this flight back home from Los Angeles with her younger brother.
“Oh cool, that’s where my girlfriend lives.” I mentioned Tailynn.
“Girlfriend? I didn’t know you had a girlfriend…” Kaylea became curious.
“Yeah, her name is Tailynn Richards, you might’ve read a book or two from her.” I always made sure to promote my baby girl.
“Nope, can’t say that I have.” Kaylea’s body had shifted slightly back to the front of her seat. I could tell the mere mention of my love life bothered her; so I changed the subject.
“Ian and I are flying to New York for YouTube Vidcon—you heard of it?”
“Heard of it? I go every year! I kind of have to since…well, I’m part of the festival myself!” she smiled with pride.
“Really? What do you do?” I leaned towards her.
“I’m a make-up guru. Believe it or not, but my entire face right now is covered in it. This perfect skin here?” she pointed to her cheeks, “total 100% concealer. You thought it was real huh?” I slowly nodded. Tailynn never wore concealer so I wasn’t exactly sure how it was suppose to look.
“Wow, that’s….interesting.” I tried not to sound slightly disgusted, “so do you have a lot of subscribers then?”
“Yeah, a couple hundred thousand; YouTube Vidcon asked me to bring some make-up stuff to show how I do the videos. So yeah!” she grinned widely.
“Yeah…well, I think a girl can be gorgeous just the way she is. Make-up isn’t what makes a person beautiful.” I tried voicing my opinion as gently as possible.
“Sometimes women need help enhancing her features. You should suggest that to Taylor.” I barely heard her mumble.
“Tailynn? She’s beautiful even when she wakes up in the morning.” I smiled just thinking of her glowing face.
The rest of the flight was quiet. Not even Ian spoke after he heard our discussion. When we finally landed, Kaylea turned back to face me.
“If you wanna talk again, here.” She handed me a piece of crumpled paper. I opened it up to reveal a phone number.
“Better throw that away man, before Tay finds out. Kaylea’s hot but truthfully, Tailynn is hotter.” Ian snuck up behind me and saw her number.
“Yeah, I know.” I said as we filed out of the plane. A trashcan waited near the exit of the plane. I casually threw away the paper and waved goodbye to the airline waitress’. This Kaylea girl was an interesting person; but I didn’t want anyone to get in the way of my feelings for Tailynn. Hopefully, I wouldn’t see her at YouTube Vidcon. I just couldn’t afford it.
“Flight 33 now boarding.” Mine and Ian’s flight was called.
I looked up before muttering, “Oh well, that’s us.”
Tailynn hugged me again and separated from me; her soft warm hands cupped around my cheeks as she said, “Call me every day.” She kissed me before I said,
“Don’t worry, I will.” We kissed again until we heard Flight 50 being called.
“Guess I have to go before they leave without me.” She gave a nervous laugh.
“Okay; us too.” I smiled at her before she turned around and walked towards her gateway. I watched her with longing eyes; I already wanted her back in my arms. I was snapped out of her hypnotic movement when someone knocked me upside the head.
“What the fuck Ian?!” I yelled at him and turned around.
“Dude, we have to go, they’re gonna leave without us.” Ian hobbled over to the New York boarding gate and I had no choice but to follow.
I drug my feet across the ugly blue carpet, not wanting to leave California without my girl. Ian made an attempt to turn around to say, “Common Anthony, I know you want to be with her again but you have to trust me when I say you can live without her for two weeks. Besides, it’s not like you’ll never talk to her while you’re away; call her everyday.” His reassuring words caused me to grin and pick up my feet.
“Thanks man.” I said as I passed by him to enter the gate to New York.
We got onto the plane in an awkward manner; Ian couldn’t exactly fit into the narrow aisles with his giant crutches, so I had to hold them while he maneuvered around the plane by grabbing onto the seats and hopping down to where our seats were. I’m not gonna lie; I kind of felt like an idiot. But when we finally found our seats, which were near the back (thankfully on the opposite side of the bathroom), I felt comfortable and ready to take on New York.
“Let’s do this!” I quietly exclaimed to whoever could hear.
After all protocol was finished, we fastened our seatbelts and were ready to take off.
Ian cupped his hand over his mouth and made a radio noise, “Chhhhk, we’re here on Flight 33 ready to lift off. Everything seems in place, seat belts are on, cell phones are off, Anthony is ready to scream and cry—”
“Shut up Ian, that was one time! And I was seven!!!” But my defensive comment didn’t bring him out of character,
“Chhhhk, shut up Anthony; no one asked you. Anyway, we’re in lift off in five…four…three…two…one!” the airplane started to move on cue.
“Hell yeah!” Ian exclaimed a little too loud. He did have some reason to be excited; every time we were on a plane and he tried counting down, he was always seconds off. This was just one of Ian’s dozens of weird quirks.
After a while of being in the air, our seatbelts safe to come off, Ian had already fallen asleep on my shoulder, which was pretty damn weird. I debated on waking him up or not but after all he’d been through in the last week, I might as well be a good friend and let him sleep. On that note, I ended up drifting off to sleep as well and when I woke up an hour and a half later, I found that my head was resting on the top of Ian’s. That startled me which woke him up. He jumped up after he realized he was on my shoulder.
“Dude!!!” his bowl haircut was sticking out in different directions, “Why didn’t you wake me? We were having a gay fest on your shoulder; what, you didn’t mind?”
I laughed, “Yes, I did mind but I was actually being nice to you believe it or not. I didn’t want to wake you because you needed sleep!”
“I’m sorry guys,” a young woman turned around in front of us, “but can you two please keep it down? My brother is trying to sleep.”
“Oh yeah, sorry.” I smiled at her and elbowed Ian in the stomach. He grunted but didn’t say a word.
“Thank you.” She showed me a stunning smile and turned back around. She didn’t remain there for long though, “Hey, you look really familiar; do I know you?”
“You might. I’m Anthony Padilla. I’m from a YouTube channel called—”
“Smosh!” she interrupted me, “I know you looked familiar!” her fan-attitude made me perk up and smile, it’d been a while since I’d met a star struck girl.
“I’m Kaylea.” She held out her hand. It was soft when I shook it; it reminded me of Tailynn. I reassured myself that Kaylea was just a pretty girl on a plane, and Tailynn was my beautiful, charming, amazing girlfriend; my girlfriend whom had once hated my guts. I quickly swiped away those first moments we met from my mind and focused on what we’d recently became and would become in the future.
As the flight progressed, so did my conversation with Kaylea. I learned that she was on this flight back home from Los Angeles with her younger brother.
“Oh cool, that’s where my girlfriend lives.” I mentioned Tailynn.
“Girlfriend? I didn’t know you had a girlfriend…” Kaylea became curious.
“Yeah, her name is Tailynn Richards, you might’ve read a book or two from her.” I always made sure to promote my baby girl.
“Nope, can’t say that I have.” Kaylea’s body had shifted slightly back to the front of her seat. I could tell the mere mention of my love life bothered her; so I changed the subject.
“Ian and I are flying to New York for YouTube Vidcon—you heard of it?”
“Heard of it? I go every year! I kind of have to since…well, I’m part of the festival myself!” she smiled with pride.
“Really? What do you do?” I leaned towards her.
“I’m a make-up guru. Believe it or not, but my entire face right now is covered in it. This perfect skin here?” she pointed to her cheeks, “total 100% concealer. You thought it was real huh?” I slowly nodded. Tailynn never wore concealer so I wasn’t exactly sure how it was suppose to look.
“Wow, that’s….interesting.” I tried not to sound slightly disgusted, “so do you have a lot of subscribers then?”
“Yeah, a couple hundred thousand; YouTube Vidcon asked me to bring some make-up stuff to show how I do the videos. So yeah!” she grinned widely.
“Yeah…well, I think a girl can be gorgeous just the way she is. Make-up isn’t what makes a person beautiful.” I tried voicing my opinion as gently as possible.
“Sometimes women need help enhancing her features. You should suggest that to Taylor.” I barely heard her mumble.
“Tailynn? She’s beautiful even when she wakes up in the morning.” I smiled just thinking of her glowing face.
The rest of the flight was quiet. Not even Ian spoke after he heard our discussion. When we finally landed, Kaylea turned back to face me.
“If you wanna talk again, here.” She handed me a piece of crumpled paper. I opened it up to reveal a phone number.
“Better throw that away man, before Tay finds out. Kaylea’s hot but truthfully, Tailynn is hotter.” Ian snuck up behind me and saw her number.
“Yeah, I know.” I said as we filed out of the plane. A trashcan waited near the exit of the plane. I casually threw away the paper and waved goodbye to the airline waitress’. This Kaylea girl was an interesting person; but I didn’t want anyone to get in the way of my feelings for Tailynn. Hopefully, I wouldn’t see her at YouTube Vidcon. I just couldn’t afford it.
*NEW* Live, Laugh, Learn, Love- Part 17
The next morning was very slow. I woke up on the wrong side of the bed; literally. I was so used to my queen sized bed in California that I had shimmied half of my body off the bed. My legs dangled off the right side of the bed but I really didn’t bother to move them back under the pink fluffy covers. I was still hung up about last night. My hand still throbbed; I realized it wasn’t under the towel I had covered it with before I went to sleep. That caused me to sit up and search for it. I found it near the end of the small bed and wrapped it back around my hand. I saw no reason to get back to sleep, since the sun was shining through the window. I figured it must’ve been late in the afternoon, so I was surprised when I saw that it was only 8:30!
I groaned as I stood up and noticed I had 16 new messages on my phone.
“Dammit…” I cursed whoever spammed my inbox. I opened up the messages and saw that 98% of them were from Anthony. The first one said, “Just woke up; wanted to see how you were. Love you” the second one was similar, “hey Taybe, just wanted to see if you were awake yet, text me when you do. Love you” the third was the same text. The fourth stated that they were getting ready to go to practice and set-up. The fifth asked how I was and if I was awake. The rest of the texts were him telling me what him and Ian were doing. The only other messages I had that weren’t from Anthony were from Nicolette and an unknown number. I read the one from Nico first; she said, “Hey girly, how was your flight? I’m doing well, just landed and I’m feeling good about this week. Text me soon ” I replied with a simple honest answer and moved on to the unknown number. It read, “FUCK YOU.” I supposed it must’ve been from either Hannah or Darcy; so I ignored it and proceeded to call Anthony.
He answered on the second ring, “Hey sweetheart!!!”
“You were annoying this morning, I was sleeping darling, you know we have a large time difference now. But I’m fine nonetheless.”
“Oh, sorry about that,” I heard him blush, “I’m just having a great time here already!”
I smiled, “I’m really glad to hear that. At least one of us is having fun.” I twisted the towel around my hand again.
“Oh right; I forgot about last night…is everything okay?”
“I’m not sure; I haven’t really talked to anyone but you since it happened.” Just as I said that, I heard my name being called from outside my room. It sounded like my mom.
“Speak of the devil…”I moaned, “I have to go, my mother is calling me. I’ll call you later to let you know if I’m still alive or not.” I hiccupped a laugh.
“Alright. Well, I hope you remain alive; I love you very much.” His voice made me smile.
“I love you very much too. See ya.” I hung up after his goodbye and heard my name again.
“HANG ON A MINUTE!!!!” I screamed back. I walked to my conjoined bathroom to grab my fuzzy robe; it was a bit chilly, I’d forgotten how cold Colorado was compared to California.
I moved my vanity away from my door and swung it open in annoyance to hearing my name called yet again. “WHAT DO YOU WANT?!” I realized my anger had come back from the last time I was here three years ago. I couldn’t believe we were back on that scale; but I had an argument already planned out. It wasn’t my god damn fault; it was my mom’s for inviting those two skanks.
“Get down here now! We have to talk!!!”
I groaned and grumbled as I made my way out of my room and down the stairs. I turned the corner to be faced with my mother.
“Hello.” I said calmly. Obviously it was the wrong greeting.
“Hello? HELLO?! That’s all you have to say after what you did last night?” my mom shouted at me. I stared at her with sleep filled eyes.
“Yes. I don’t regret what I did; she deserved it.” I tried to walk passed her but she blocked my way. “Excuse me.” I politely said.
“Taliynn! Nobody deserves what happened to her!” she yelled.
I snorted, “Oh yeah, that lying bitch didn’t deserve a smack across the damn face from me? Yeah that makes a ton of sense.”
“Don’t you curse inside my house!” was all she said before we were interrupted,
“Mom, Tailynn?” I heard my brother’s voice from the top of the stairs. He turned both of our attentions to him.
“Yes sweetie?” my mom forced a kind tone.
“You guys are fighting already?” Brock groaned as he trotted down the stairs.
“I’m sorry buddy,” I got the chance to speak first, “But mom is taking something wayyyy out of proportion and she just can’t see it.” I shagged his curly hair as soon as he stood next to me.
“I’m NOT taking this out of proportion!” my mother fought back.
Brock touched my toweled hand, “What’s this?” he asked.
“I bruised my hand yesterday. It’s still swollen.” I unwrapped the towel to show a now purplish hand; I could see blue veins popping out.
“Oh Tailynn are you okay?” my mom’s motherly tone snapped out at me as she grabbed my right hand, “Let me get some ice for that!” she rushed to the kitchen.
“I bitch slapped a girl last night because she made up a mean story about me.” I informed Brock as I heard ice crunching in the kitchen. He giggled and walked down the hall to make breakfast.
My mom hustled back to me and laid the ice in my palm. It felt amazing.
“I’m sorry I snapped at you.” She said, her eyes still focused on the bag of ice cradling my hand. “I know what she said wasn’t true but violence is never the answer.”
I was about to come back with a retort for that stupid comment but my instincts told me not to. I didn’t want to fight anymore, not when I could spend my time here more wisely; just as long as I didn’t get to run into any more nightmares from my past.
The rest of the morning was a lot better than I’d thought; it felt as if I was a little kid again, enjoying my breakfast on a Saturday morning. Alexis eventually slumped in and had her breakfast.
As for the afternoon, I decided to take my dad’s truck out and see my hometown in daylight. Alexis joined me yet again but I didn’t mind; I liked having her as company. The only thing I was afraid of was her bringing up “Antonio” again. I didn’t want to talk about Anthony especially if I was lying to my sister about him. But low and behold, the very first topic she wanted to talk about was my boyfriend…
I groaned as I stood up and noticed I had 16 new messages on my phone.
“Dammit…” I cursed whoever spammed my inbox. I opened up the messages and saw that 98% of them were from Anthony. The first one said, “Just woke up; wanted to see how you were. Love you” the second one was similar, “hey Taybe, just wanted to see if you were awake yet, text me when you do. Love you” the third was the same text. The fourth stated that they were getting ready to go to practice and set-up. The fifth asked how I was and if I was awake. The rest of the texts were him telling me what him and Ian were doing. The only other messages I had that weren’t from Anthony were from Nicolette and an unknown number. I read the one from Nico first; she said, “Hey girly, how was your flight? I’m doing well, just landed and I’m feeling good about this week. Text me soon ” I replied with a simple honest answer and moved on to the unknown number. It read, “FUCK YOU.” I supposed it must’ve been from either Hannah or Darcy; so I ignored it and proceeded to call Anthony.
He answered on the second ring, “Hey sweetheart!!!”
“You were annoying this morning, I was sleeping darling, you know we have a large time difference now. But I’m fine nonetheless.”
“Oh, sorry about that,” I heard him blush, “I’m just having a great time here already!”
I smiled, “I’m really glad to hear that. At least one of us is having fun.” I twisted the towel around my hand again.
“Oh right; I forgot about last night…is everything okay?”
“I’m not sure; I haven’t really talked to anyone but you since it happened.” Just as I said that, I heard my name being called from outside my room. It sounded like my mom.
“Speak of the devil…”I moaned, “I have to go, my mother is calling me. I’ll call you later to let you know if I’m still alive or not.” I hiccupped a laugh.
“Alright. Well, I hope you remain alive; I love you very much.” His voice made me smile.
“I love you very much too. See ya.” I hung up after his goodbye and heard my name again.
“HANG ON A MINUTE!!!!” I screamed back. I walked to my conjoined bathroom to grab my fuzzy robe; it was a bit chilly, I’d forgotten how cold Colorado was compared to California.
I moved my vanity away from my door and swung it open in annoyance to hearing my name called yet again. “WHAT DO YOU WANT?!” I realized my anger had come back from the last time I was here three years ago. I couldn’t believe we were back on that scale; but I had an argument already planned out. It wasn’t my god damn fault; it was my mom’s for inviting those two skanks.
“Get down here now! We have to talk!!!”
I groaned and grumbled as I made my way out of my room and down the stairs. I turned the corner to be faced with my mother.
“Hello.” I said calmly. Obviously it was the wrong greeting.
“Hello? HELLO?! That’s all you have to say after what you did last night?” my mom shouted at me. I stared at her with sleep filled eyes.
“Yes. I don’t regret what I did; she deserved it.” I tried to walk passed her but she blocked my way. “Excuse me.” I politely said.
“Taliynn! Nobody deserves what happened to her!” she yelled.
I snorted, “Oh yeah, that lying bitch didn’t deserve a smack across the damn face from me? Yeah that makes a ton of sense.”
“Don’t you curse inside my house!” was all she said before we were interrupted,
“Mom, Tailynn?” I heard my brother’s voice from the top of the stairs. He turned both of our attentions to him.
“Yes sweetie?” my mom forced a kind tone.
“You guys are fighting already?” Brock groaned as he trotted down the stairs.
“I’m sorry buddy,” I got the chance to speak first, “But mom is taking something wayyyy out of proportion and she just can’t see it.” I shagged his curly hair as soon as he stood next to me.
“I’m NOT taking this out of proportion!” my mother fought back.
Brock touched my toweled hand, “What’s this?” he asked.
“I bruised my hand yesterday. It’s still swollen.” I unwrapped the towel to show a now purplish hand; I could see blue veins popping out.
“Oh Tailynn are you okay?” my mom’s motherly tone snapped out at me as she grabbed my right hand, “Let me get some ice for that!” she rushed to the kitchen.
“I bitch slapped a girl last night because she made up a mean story about me.” I informed Brock as I heard ice crunching in the kitchen. He giggled and walked down the hall to make breakfast.
My mom hustled back to me and laid the ice in my palm. It felt amazing.
“I’m sorry I snapped at you.” She said, her eyes still focused on the bag of ice cradling my hand. “I know what she said wasn’t true but violence is never the answer.”
I was about to come back with a retort for that stupid comment but my instincts told me not to. I didn’t want to fight anymore, not when I could spend my time here more wisely; just as long as I didn’t get to run into any more nightmares from my past.
The rest of the morning was a lot better than I’d thought; it felt as if I was a little kid again, enjoying my breakfast on a Saturday morning. Alexis eventually slumped in and had her breakfast.
As for the afternoon, I decided to take my dad’s truck out and see my hometown in daylight. Alexis joined me yet again but I didn’t mind; I liked having her as company. The only thing I was afraid of was her bringing up “Antonio” again. I didn’t want to talk about Anthony especially if I was lying to my sister about him. But low and behold, the very first topic she wanted to talk about was my boyfriend…
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Live, Laugh, Learn, Love- Part 16
We spent another hour hanging out with Rachel, Grey, and the rest of their gang, listening to poetry from various people. Suddenly, I got the urge to check my phone for the time. It read 11:00 exact. Cursing out loud, I grabbed Alexis’ hand and pulled her up.
“We gotta go now, it was nice hanging out with you guys, maybe we’ll meet again someday.” I smiled at the group before dragging my sister out the door.
Right as we turned to walk down the street, we ran into a group of girls. It was my mom and her friends.
“Where are Hannah and Darcy?” my mom asked me.
“Psh, I don’t care.” I shrugged off their existence from my mind.
“Well you should, we’re leaving now we gotta find them to go.”
“Oh we’re leaving already?” I darted a glance at Alexis who smirked at me, knowing I had dodged a terrible night with the people I hated the most; Hannah and Darcy.
“Yes, now I got their numbers from when I asked them to come with us; if you wouldn’t mind calling them to ask-”
“Yes I do mind! Now let’s just go, they probably ditched us anyway!” I took Alexis’ hand again and stormed down the sidewalk towards the direction of the parking garage we had parked in. I didn’t bother to look back to see if they were following us; I knew my mom wouldn’t just leave me alone with no way to get home.
We got to the garage in a huff; as I inched closer to where I memorized the van was, I heard familiar bitch-toned voices. “Seriously?” I muttered under my breath.
Hannah and Darcy loitered behind my friends van, talking up a storm; both of their arms were crossed, their attention tightly focused on each other. The funniest thing I noticed was that their legs were covered in dark brown stains.
“What the fuck happened to you guys? Did you accidentally shit on each other?!” I burst out in laughter just hearing myself say the clever remark. Alexis joined in with laughter.
“SHUT UP!!!!” Both of them shouted; their voices echoed throughout the empty garage.
I heard my mom gasp behind me, “what happened to you girls?”
“We were walking down the street back from the Late Night Café and…and…Tailynn became hostile and pushed us down into a giant puddle!!!” Darcy blubbered.
“WHAT?!” I screamed and bounded towards them. I lifted my arm and slapped Darcy as hard as I could across the cheek. The smack itself rang through the parking garage and her instant wails were even louder.
I let out a breath of accomplishment. I felt a lot better about tonight. The only thing that bothered me now was the pain in my hand. It stung really bad, and when I examined it I saw traces of blood across my palm. When I looked at Darcy I saw a slash across her cheek bone. My ring I was wearing had cut her. I didn’t know whether to feel happier or a little guilty. I was about to apologize when Hannah yelled at me,
“You stupid bitch! I can’t believe you hit her like that!”
I raised my hand threatening to hit her as well; she flinched. Surprisingly, my mother hadn’t said a word. I looked behind me and saw her standing in the middle of the parking lot, mouth slightly opened in surprise.
“Let’s go…” I muttered and opened the door to the van. I jumped in and pulled the door shut after Alexis. We waited a couple of minutes before the door opened again and everyone else piled in. I caught a glimpse of Darcy. She had a butterfly bandaid on the cut; an item Carol must’ve had in her purse. We drove back home in complete and utter silence. So quiet, I was afraid to breathe.
We got to our house faster than we had gotten to downtown Denver. When the van got into the parking lot I jumped out before the engine had even been turned off, which was a rule Alexis, Brock and I always had to follow. I ran into the house and bounded up the stairs to my small room. I slammed the door shut and moved my vanity as a temporary lock. Something I was very skilled at doing, being that when I was a young teenager, I would always get into fights with my parents.
I jumped onto my bed and examined my hand again. It was puffed up a bit, and hurt when I poked it. I walked into the conjoined bathroom and washed the blood from my hand. I wrapped it up in a small towel and rushed back into my room, locking the bathroom behind me to make sure nobody entered through that way.
I took out all the bows from my hair, kicked off my shoes, and changed into my PJ’s before tucking myself into bed. The only light that prevented me from peacefully sleeping was my lamp on my nightstand. I was about to turn it off and go to sleep when my phone rang. I knew exactly who it was from the ringtone.
“Hey baby.” I answered in relief.
“Hey Tay, you sound…upset.” Anthony’s sweet voice slowed down my racing heart beat and made me smile.
“I just…um…slapped a bitch and made her bleed.” My non explanatory comment made him laugh. “My mom invited my two high school ex-best friends to a night downtown and when we were about to leave, one of them made up a story that I pushed her down into a puddle sooo…I got really angry and slapped her so hard my ring cut her face and made her bleed.” I let it all out in one breath and smiled again, happy to get it out to my real best friend.
“Wow, I don’t know whether to be proud or scared.” He laughed.
“You should be both.” I giggled, “You should know by now if someone pisses me off, I’ll beat their ass!” I sat up in bed and readjusted the phone to my ear.
“Well I’ll make sure to never make you angry. I don’t want my ass to be beat, especially from my beautiful girlfriend. You know how much I love you.” His tone suddenly got soft.
“I love you too.” I matched it.
“I already miss you so much. I thought I could do this but knowing how far away you are, it…it hurts.” He was almost whispering.
“I miss you too…” was all I could think of saying. A tear slipped passed my cheek and splattered on the towel my stinging hand was wrapped in.
“Well…” he said after a couple of seconds “I just wanted to call to see how you were. We made it here safely, no troubles at the airport or on the plane or anything. We got to the hotel alright, Ian had some people escort him to the hotel because he couldn’t exactly carry his bags and I had my hands full. The hotel concierge also helped him, it was pretty cool, we looked like real celebrities; especially when some people in our room hallway recognized us and asked for autographs.”
“That’s awesome!” I encouraged him in a way to let him know he’d be okay without me after all. In fact, this could actually be beneficial to our relationship. We needed to miss each other to make us stronger. I told him the words I had planned in my head and he agreed.
“You’re right; missing you could be very beneficial. We could be a lot closer. I love you baby, I have to go now but I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Alrighty. I love you too, goodnight.”
“Goodnight.”
We gave each other kissing noises before hanging up. He always made me smile no matter what. I just hoped now things here would get better. I didn’t want to start things out in a bad manner. I needed to apologize to my mom and sister. “But not now”, I told myself, “in the morning”. And with that last thought, I turned off my lamp and fell asleep.
“We gotta go now, it was nice hanging out with you guys, maybe we’ll meet again someday.” I smiled at the group before dragging my sister out the door.
Right as we turned to walk down the street, we ran into a group of girls. It was my mom and her friends.
“Where are Hannah and Darcy?” my mom asked me.
“Psh, I don’t care.” I shrugged off their existence from my mind.
“Well you should, we’re leaving now we gotta find them to go.”
“Oh we’re leaving already?” I darted a glance at Alexis who smirked at me, knowing I had dodged a terrible night with the people I hated the most; Hannah and Darcy.
“Yes, now I got their numbers from when I asked them to come with us; if you wouldn’t mind calling them to ask-”
“Yes I do mind! Now let’s just go, they probably ditched us anyway!” I took Alexis’ hand again and stormed down the sidewalk towards the direction of the parking garage we had parked in. I didn’t bother to look back to see if they were following us; I knew my mom wouldn’t just leave me alone with no way to get home.
We got to the garage in a huff; as I inched closer to where I memorized the van was, I heard familiar bitch-toned voices. “Seriously?” I muttered under my breath.
Hannah and Darcy loitered behind my friends van, talking up a storm; both of their arms were crossed, their attention tightly focused on each other. The funniest thing I noticed was that their legs were covered in dark brown stains.
“What the fuck happened to you guys? Did you accidentally shit on each other?!” I burst out in laughter just hearing myself say the clever remark. Alexis joined in with laughter.
“SHUT UP!!!!” Both of them shouted; their voices echoed throughout the empty garage.
I heard my mom gasp behind me, “what happened to you girls?”
“We were walking down the street back from the Late Night Café and…and…Tailynn became hostile and pushed us down into a giant puddle!!!” Darcy blubbered.
“WHAT?!” I screamed and bounded towards them. I lifted my arm and slapped Darcy as hard as I could across the cheek. The smack itself rang through the parking garage and her instant wails were even louder.
I let out a breath of accomplishment. I felt a lot better about tonight. The only thing that bothered me now was the pain in my hand. It stung really bad, and when I examined it I saw traces of blood across my palm. When I looked at Darcy I saw a slash across her cheek bone. My ring I was wearing had cut her. I didn’t know whether to feel happier or a little guilty. I was about to apologize when Hannah yelled at me,
“You stupid bitch! I can’t believe you hit her like that!”
I raised my hand threatening to hit her as well; she flinched. Surprisingly, my mother hadn’t said a word. I looked behind me and saw her standing in the middle of the parking lot, mouth slightly opened in surprise.
“Let’s go…” I muttered and opened the door to the van. I jumped in and pulled the door shut after Alexis. We waited a couple of minutes before the door opened again and everyone else piled in. I caught a glimpse of Darcy. She had a butterfly bandaid on the cut; an item Carol must’ve had in her purse. We drove back home in complete and utter silence. So quiet, I was afraid to breathe.
We got to our house faster than we had gotten to downtown Denver. When the van got into the parking lot I jumped out before the engine had even been turned off, which was a rule Alexis, Brock and I always had to follow. I ran into the house and bounded up the stairs to my small room. I slammed the door shut and moved my vanity as a temporary lock. Something I was very skilled at doing, being that when I was a young teenager, I would always get into fights with my parents.
I jumped onto my bed and examined my hand again. It was puffed up a bit, and hurt when I poked it. I walked into the conjoined bathroom and washed the blood from my hand. I wrapped it up in a small towel and rushed back into my room, locking the bathroom behind me to make sure nobody entered through that way.
I took out all the bows from my hair, kicked off my shoes, and changed into my PJ’s before tucking myself into bed. The only light that prevented me from peacefully sleeping was my lamp on my nightstand. I was about to turn it off and go to sleep when my phone rang. I knew exactly who it was from the ringtone.
“Hey baby.” I answered in relief.
“Hey Tay, you sound…upset.” Anthony’s sweet voice slowed down my racing heart beat and made me smile.
“I just…um…slapped a bitch and made her bleed.” My non explanatory comment made him laugh. “My mom invited my two high school ex-best friends to a night downtown and when we were about to leave, one of them made up a story that I pushed her down into a puddle sooo…I got really angry and slapped her so hard my ring cut her face and made her bleed.” I let it all out in one breath and smiled again, happy to get it out to my real best friend.
“Wow, I don’t know whether to be proud or scared.” He laughed.
“You should be both.” I giggled, “You should know by now if someone pisses me off, I’ll beat their ass!” I sat up in bed and readjusted the phone to my ear.
“Well I’ll make sure to never make you angry. I don’t want my ass to be beat, especially from my beautiful girlfriend. You know how much I love you.” His tone suddenly got soft.
“I love you too.” I matched it.
“I already miss you so much. I thought I could do this but knowing how far away you are, it…it hurts.” He was almost whispering.
“I miss you too…” was all I could think of saying. A tear slipped passed my cheek and splattered on the towel my stinging hand was wrapped in.
“Well…” he said after a couple of seconds “I just wanted to call to see how you were. We made it here safely, no troubles at the airport or on the plane or anything. We got to the hotel alright, Ian had some people escort him to the hotel because he couldn’t exactly carry his bags and I had my hands full. The hotel concierge also helped him, it was pretty cool, we looked like real celebrities; especially when some people in our room hallway recognized us and asked for autographs.”
“That’s awesome!” I encouraged him in a way to let him know he’d be okay without me after all. In fact, this could actually be beneficial to our relationship. We needed to miss each other to make us stronger. I told him the words I had planned in my head and he agreed.
“You’re right; missing you could be very beneficial. We could be a lot closer. I love you baby, I have to go now but I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Alrighty. I love you too, goodnight.”
“Goodnight.”
We gave each other kissing noises before hanging up. He always made me smile no matter what. I just hoped now things here would get better. I didn’t want to start things out in a bad manner. I needed to apologize to my mom and sister. “But not now”, I told myself, “in the morning”. And with that last thought, I turned off my lamp and fell asleep.
Monday, April 11, 2011
Live, Laugh, Learn, Love- Part 15
We walked down the nearest sidewalk in sporadic groups; Lexi and I were at the head of the gang, my mom and her two friends followed close behind and the two bitches trailed behind them. I could only wonder why they even agreed to my mom’s request to join us.
The lights of the city hit us as soon as we turned the corner from the parking garage. I stopped in mid-walk, jerking Alexis’ arm so she would stop with me. Nancy bumped into me but laughed it off. My home-sweet-home moment was interrupted by an annoying ass voice,
“Why did we stop?! Let’s gooooo I wanna see the damn city now move it!”
I whipped around to face Darcy, “Shut the hell up or I will leave your ass here and you’ll have to walk back home!”
That silenced her trap enough to make me start walking again, this time with a small skip in my step, happy that I had stood up to what irritated me. We walked around some more, admiring the streets of Denver when I stopped in front of a building with lights flashing around the title sign. The sign read “Late Night Café”. I smiled as wide as I could; this was the place I used to sneak out to when I was a teenager to get coffee and read poems and stories on stage. This place was my teenage years.
Alexis must’ve known what I was thinking when she saw me gazing at the sign. She used to be the look out when I snuck out and would cover for me. She smiled at me and opened the door; it made a cling noise as a bell hit the top of the door frame.
“Why are we going in this place?” Hannah whined from behind me.
“Oh, you’re not coming with us.” I said in a dark tone.
My mom walked up to us and told us she’d meet us back here in an hour. I nodded as she and her friends continued down the street. I gave the two bitches a sinister glare before marching into the café, Alexis following behind me.
I looked around the place; everything was exactly how I remembered it to be. The stage was the first thing you could see. It was small but just big enough for good entertainment. The café bar lie to the left of it. It was always crowded because of how delicious the coffee was. This night was no different, a long line had formed, long enough to crowd the space between the couches and tables on the other side.
Alexis and I squeezed between a young couple to get to the lounge area. This place felt exactly like home. The warm atmosphere, the delicate decorations, and the smell of fresh coffee all attacked me at once. I dropped onto my favorite couch right next to the biggest speaker in the café. The couch was black and soft as hell. One time I fell asleep on it and had to be woken up early in the morning. It was a hassle trying to sneak back into my house that night but I managed to accomplish it without anyone noticing, not even Alexis.
A person stepped onto the stage and tapped the microphone before announcing, “Hello everybody and welcome to poetry night!”
Everyone clapped but my heart bounded from my chest; poetry night was my favorite.
“First up, we’re glad to have Ms. Rachel Barr start off this night. Give it up for Rachel!” Everybody clapped again but her close friends at a nearby table whistled and howled.
“Hello,” she said in a soft voice, “I dedicate this poem to my boyfriend Grey.” She smiled and I followed her gaze to a boy about my age, curly hair, dimples in his cheeks, a good looking fellow I must say (yes he’s based on J)
“I’ve Been Waiting a long time,
A long time for someone like you to open the door
The door to my heart
I’ve been waiting for a life time
For someone like you to make me smile.
My smile; so hard to accomplish
For so many years I didn’t know how
How to breathe
How to love
True love forever.
I’ve been waiting to love someone like you
I’ve been waiting for my heart to mend
For you to bend it back into shape
I’ve been waiting.” She stopped for a moment before muttering, “Thank you.” I started to clap, indicating to the people in the back that couldn’t hear her that she had finished. That was why I loved the seat next to the biggest speaker, so I could hear every single word.
A couple of people took their turns, some funny poems, some sad poems, one terrible poem and one exceptionally amazing poem. But now it was my turn and even though I didn’t have anything with me, I had memorized the entire thing.
“This is a poem I wrote a while ago. It’s called ‘Silent Whispers’.” I began to recite,
Silent whispers of solace keep me from smiling again
A printed smile runs low on ink
It fades and never returns.
Reaching out to him, I call his name again hoping this time he’ll hear
But his back turns away, his respect is gone
As I kneel down to cry
A friendship torn in half like the sky caught in lightning
A midnight fever brings hell on Earth
A happy cry hangs from the lips.
No breathing is heard, not a sound at all
I don’t know if I’m alive and if I am, God help me
I don’t understand what he wants, or what he feels
And what I’m feeling I can’t explain
I just don’t know how.”
The entire café was silent. I added on “The End” to indicate that I was finished. A couple people laughed at that but otherwise the place remained quiet. I shot a glance at Alexis who then began to lead everyone in applause. However, this wasn’t any ordinary applause, this was a symphony to my ears. Everyone cheered and clapped; some people in the back stood up. I looked to my right and saw a group of girls still awestruck; one was even crying. I knew this was my best poem, I just didn’t know how greatly it affected everyone.
The announcer lady stepped up and kindly told me to take my seat. I nodded to her and stepped off the stage to sit back with Lexi. As I got nearer to my seat, a small group of people including Rachel and Grey approached me.
“You’re Tailynn Richards, aren’t you?” Rachel said to me.
“Um, yes I am.” I twisted my fingers together, afraid they might attack me.
“You’re my god damn hero!” Rachel burst out, taking my nervous hand, “you wrote ‘Love Has No Boundaries’ right?” I slowly smiled and nodded.
“That book helped me through so much.” A boy behind Grey addressed me, “My mom accepted who I was after she read it. She accepts Austin.” The boy held up his hand that was connected to another; another boy (whom I presumed was Austin) was next to him and he smiled with joy in his blue eyes.
“Wow, I’m honored you guys…” Was all I could think of saying, “Thank you so much.”
“No, thank you. We owe everything to you after the way you helped us.” Austin said.
“You’re welcome.” I gleamed before realizing I had to get back to my sister. “I have to get going now guys, I’ll-”
“Autograph please?” Rachel interrupted me and held up a notebook and a pen.
“Yeah of course.” I took the pen and began to sign my name over and over on different objects.
When I was finished I returned the pen to Rachel and said goodbye to the group. I couldn’t believe that even happened; this was definitely my night.
Again, sorry for no Smoshyness but Part 16 will have some in it so yay! :D :D
and yes, those two poems were poems I'd written a while ago :)
The lights of the city hit us as soon as we turned the corner from the parking garage. I stopped in mid-walk, jerking Alexis’ arm so she would stop with me. Nancy bumped into me but laughed it off. My home-sweet-home moment was interrupted by an annoying ass voice,
“Why did we stop?! Let’s gooooo I wanna see the damn city now move it!”
I whipped around to face Darcy, “Shut the hell up or I will leave your ass here and you’ll have to walk back home!”
That silenced her trap enough to make me start walking again, this time with a small skip in my step, happy that I had stood up to what irritated me. We walked around some more, admiring the streets of Denver when I stopped in front of a building with lights flashing around the title sign. The sign read “Late Night Café”. I smiled as wide as I could; this was the place I used to sneak out to when I was a teenager to get coffee and read poems and stories on stage. This place was my teenage years.
Alexis must’ve known what I was thinking when she saw me gazing at the sign. She used to be the look out when I snuck out and would cover for me. She smiled at me and opened the door; it made a cling noise as a bell hit the top of the door frame.
“Why are we going in this place?” Hannah whined from behind me.
“Oh, you’re not coming with us.” I said in a dark tone.
My mom walked up to us and told us she’d meet us back here in an hour. I nodded as she and her friends continued down the street. I gave the two bitches a sinister glare before marching into the café, Alexis following behind me.
I looked around the place; everything was exactly how I remembered it to be. The stage was the first thing you could see. It was small but just big enough for good entertainment. The café bar lie to the left of it. It was always crowded because of how delicious the coffee was. This night was no different, a long line had formed, long enough to crowd the space between the couches and tables on the other side.
Alexis and I squeezed between a young couple to get to the lounge area. This place felt exactly like home. The warm atmosphere, the delicate decorations, and the smell of fresh coffee all attacked me at once. I dropped onto my favorite couch right next to the biggest speaker in the café. The couch was black and soft as hell. One time I fell asleep on it and had to be woken up early in the morning. It was a hassle trying to sneak back into my house that night but I managed to accomplish it without anyone noticing, not even Alexis.
A person stepped onto the stage and tapped the microphone before announcing, “Hello everybody and welcome to poetry night!”
Everyone clapped but my heart bounded from my chest; poetry night was my favorite.
“First up, we’re glad to have Ms. Rachel Barr start off this night. Give it up for Rachel!” Everybody clapped again but her close friends at a nearby table whistled and howled.
“Hello,” she said in a soft voice, “I dedicate this poem to my boyfriend Grey.” She smiled and I followed her gaze to a boy about my age, curly hair, dimples in his cheeks, a good looking fellow I must say (yes he’s based on J)
“I’ve Been Waiting a long time,
A long time for someone like you to open the door
The door to my heart
I’ve been waiting for a life time
For someone like you to make me smile.
My smile; so hard to accomplish
For so many years I didn’t know how
How to breathe
How to love
True love forever.
I’ve been waiting to love someone like you
I’ve been waiting for my heart to mend
For you to bend it back into shape
I’ve been waiting.” She stopped for a moment before muttering, “Thank you.” I started to clap, indicating to the people in the back that couldn’t hear her that she had finished. That was why I loved the seat next to the biggest speaker, so I could hear every single word.
A couple of people took their turns, some funny poems, some sad poems, one terrible poem and one exceptionally amazing poem. But now it was my turn and even though I didn’t have anything with me, I had memorized the entire thing.
“This is a poem I wrote a while ago. It’s called ‘Silent Whispers’.” I began to recite,
Silent whispers of solace keep me from smiling again
A printed smile runs low on ink
It fades and never returns.
Reaching out to him, I call his name again hoping this time he’ll hear
But his back turns away, his respect is gone
As I kneel down to cry
A friendship torn in half like the sky caught in lightning
A midnight fever brings hell on Earth
A happy cry hangs from the lips.
No breathing is heard, not a sound at all
I don’t know if I’m alive and if I am, God help me
I don’t understand what he wants, or what he feels
And what I’m feeling I can’t explain
I just don’t know how.”
The entire café was silent. I added on “The End” to indicate that I was finished. A couple people laughed at that but otherwise the place remained quiet. I shot a glance at Alexis who then began to lead everyone in applause. However, this wasn’t any ordinary applause, this was a symphony to my ears. Everyone cheered and clapped; some people in the back stood up. I looked to my right and saw a group of girls still awestruck; one was even crying. I knew this was my best poem, I just didn’t know how greatly it affected everyone.
The announcer lady stepped up and kindly told me to take my seat. I nodded to her and stepped off the stage to sit back with Lexi. As I got nearer to my seat, a small group of people including Rachel and Grey approached me.
“You’re Tailynn Richards, aren’t you?” Rachel said to me.
“Um, yes I am.” I twisted my fingers together, afraid they might attack me.
“You’re my god damn hero!” Rachel burst out, taking my nervous hand, “you wrote ‘Love Has No Boundaries’ right?” I slowly smiled and nodded.
“That book helped me through so much.” A boy behind Grey addressed me, “My mom accepted who I was after she read it. She accepts Austin.” The boy held up his hand that was connected to another; another boy (whom I presumed was Austin) was next to him and he smiled with joy in his blue eyes.
“Wow, I’m honored you guys…” Was all I could think of saying, “Thank you so much.”
“No, thank you. We owe everything to you after the way you helped us.” Austin said.
“You’re welcome.” I gleamed before realizing I had to get back to my sister. “I have to get going now guys, I’ll-”
“Autograph please?” Rachel interrupted me and held up a notebook and a pen.
“Yeah of course.” I took the pen and began to sign my name over and over on different objects.
When I was finished I returned the pen to Rachel and said goodbye to the group. I couldn’t believe that even happened; this was definitely my night.
Again, sorry for no Smoshyness but Part 16 will have some in it so yay! :D :D
and yes, those two poems were poems I'd written a while ago :)
Friday, April 1, 2011
Live, Laugh, Learn, Love- Part 14
“Tailynn! Are you ready yet?!” I heard my mom call from downstairs.
“Just a minute!” I shouted back. Alexis was in my room getting ready with me. I was at my vanity combing my brown hair when I heard a car door slam from outside my room.
Alexis rushed to the window and peered out from the curtain. “Your bitches are here.” She announced to me.
I laughed, “Oh joy.”
“Guess that means we’re gonna have to get down there and get this over with.” She sighed as she walked passed me to the door.
“Okay, let’s do this.” I replied and followed her out.
“Hello Hannah and Darcy!” I heard my mother sing out as she opened the front door before they even rang the doorbell.
“Oh God, here goes.” Alexis and I trotted downstairs. I was wearing a black party dress that came down just before my knees. The rest of my legs were covered by black shiny leggings accompanied by six inch platform boots. I had my hair down but had Alexis help me by putting in mini black bow clips around the top. Alexis wore dark blue leggings with a long designer shirt that went just passed her butt. Her brown wavy hair flopped beyond her shoulders and a dark blue headband wrapped around the top of her head.
When we got to the bottom of the stairs, I finally got to see my ex best friends face to face. Both were still absolutely gorgeous. Hannah was the first to smile at me with her perfect white straight teeth. I remembered back in elementary school when she had terrible teeth; then all through middle and half of high school she had braces. Senior year she got them off and suddenly every boy wanted to date her. But it all wasn’t about just her teeth; her deep chestnut colored hair glowed radiant, every movement it took was majestic. It was as if she had hair fairies designed to keep her hair perfect at every single moment. I played with my hair just looking at her; wishing it had the same volume and shine. Hannah was a white girl but was tanned enough to make you think otherwise; and it was never a bad tan either. In other words; Hannah was perfect and I was surprised I was even her friend to begin with.
“Hello gorgeous!” She said to me, forcing me into a huge hug. Her comment made me blush but I swiped it away quickly.
“Um, hey!” I tried to sound confident.
She let go to say hi to Alexis. That’s when Darcy stepped up to me. Darcy was not the same yet very different from Hannah; it wasn’t a surprise that they were still friends and I was left out for so long. Darcy was 100% natural. She had long golden blonde hair that came down in natural curls to the top of her chest. She never had to brush it and she hardly ever straightened it because it was just beautiful the way it was. Her skin was a perfect peach color, she didn’t need to tan. I remembered in middle school when all the girls started wearing makeup, Darcy’s parents “wouldn’t allow” her to but eventually I realized that wasn’t the case. Darcy didn’t need makeup, the most I’d ever seen her wear was at prom when she used nude lipstick and splashed on some glitter eye shadow. This evening was no different; she had a tiny bit of purple eyeliner that curved around her eyes, a hint of lip gloss and glitter on her neck.
“Well look at you!” She exclaimed, “Don’t you look…” she eyed me up and down, “different.” She faked a smile before touching my shoulder. Even though she was natural, her ego had definitely gotten to her tiny little brain.
“Aw thanks, and you look,” I eyed her in the same manner, “interesting.” I smiled and touched her shoulder back knowing I had faltered that sharp ego.
I heard her mumble something to herself as she followed Hannah’s path and greeted Alexis. Hannah clicked her heels back to the front door and turned to smile at my sister and I. I smiled back as sweetly as I could; but this night was already a disaster.
We heard another car door slam from outside and I realized it must’ve been my mothers friends. I was ready to get this over with.
“Okay we should just meet them outside; that sounds nice right?” I indicated my sister to agree with me.
“Oh right, yeah we should leave now common.” She pulled on my mom’s sleeve and practically dragged her outside. She was yelling to my dad about feeding Brock and putting him to bed.
“He’s eight mom, not four.” I reminded her as we walked to her friends’ car.
Hannah and Darcy followed close by me, I felt as if they were going to attack me from behind so I casually swung around and smiled.
“After you.” I offered the front row of the mini van to the two bitches and they slid in. I caught a glimpse of Darcy’s face. Her expression was sour, as if she had eaten a lemon raw. I could tell she hated being in a mini van, or any van at all. I held in a laugh as I shut the door and opened the back doors to get into the second row with Alexis. My mom jumped in next to me and as soon as the door slid shut and the click of her seatbelt rang throughout the van, my mom’s friend Nancy, who was driving, literally slammed her foot down on the pedal.
The entire van lurched forward; luckily we had all had our seatbelts on but I laughed at Hannah and Darcy’s reaction.
“Nan, this isn’t a sports car, you can’t do things like that!” I shouted up to her.
“I know darlin’” she spoke in a southern accent, “But my son took the sports car for the weekend so I’m stuck with this darn thing.”
Her son Tommy was hot as hell. I remember having the biggest crush on him back in high school. Of course, he didn’t even notice me until graduation when we ran into each other trying to get food at the buffet line. Even after then, whenever my mom and I would go to Nancy’s house, Tommy either wasn’t there, or busy upstairs. Honestly, I missed his gorgeous face.
We quickly (and safely) made it down town to the city lights. Denver was beautiful this time of year; the weather was perfect, the atmosphere was great, the streets weren’t too crowded; I knew that even though I hated two of the people with me, this night could possibly work out after all.
Nancy parked in a parking garage; something I was deathly afraid of. Alexis had to help me get out of the car and once I was out, I booked it to the door that contained the stairs. I heard Alexis closely follow behind me and smiled. I was sure happy she was with me. I took her hand and we walked up the stairs. I heard the door open again as the rest of the group took their sweet time to follow us.
When Alexis and I got to the surface, we had to wait in the warm air. I looked around me and sighed; this place was fantastic. Lights shown up from all angles, a horse drawn carriage trotted down the street, a happy couple nested inside. It wasn’t like I had never seen city lights before; I live in Los Angeles. It was the fact that I hadn’t seen my hometown’s city lights in forever and I was more than happy to share it with my sister.
I turned back around to see Hannah and Darcy make their way up to the surface. Hannah was panting and Darcy leaned on her to rub her foot. They muttered stuff back and forth to each other, occasionally glancing at me and rolling their eyes. I just smiled, thrilled that they already wanted to go back home or to a party with their real friends.
My mom, Nancy and her other friend Carol were the last to come up. I took a deep breath when my mom asked if we were ready to head out down the streets.
“Yes mom,” I grinned, “I think we’re ready.”
Sorry there's no Smoshy Goodness in it :( Oh wellz
“Just a minute!” I shouted back. Alexis was in my room getting ready with me. I was at my vanity combing my brown hair when I heard a car door slam from outside my room.
Alexis rushed to the window and peered out from the curtain. “Your bitches are here.” She announced to me.
I laughed, “Oh joy.”
“Guess that means we’re gonna have to get down there and get this over with.” She sighed as she walked passed me to the door.
“Okay, let’s do this.” I replied and followed her out.
“Hello Hannah and Darcy!” I heard my mother sing out as she opened the front door before they even rang the doorbell.
“Oh God, here goes.” Alexis and I trotted downstairs. I was wearing a black party dress that came down just before my knees. The rest of my legs were covered by black shiny leggings accompanied by six inch platform boots. I had my hair down but had Alexis help me by putting in mini black bow clips around the top. Alexis wore dark blue leggings with a long designer shirt that went just passed her butt. Her brown wavy hair flopped beyond her shoulders and a dark blue headband wrapped around the top of her head.
When we got to the bottom of the stairs, I finally got to see my ex best friends face to face. Both were still absolutely gorgeous. Hannah was the first to smile at me with her perfect white straight teeth. I remembered back in elementary school when she had terrible teeth; then all through middle and half of high school she had braces. Senior year she got them off and suddenly every boy wanted to date her. But it all wasn’t about just her teeth; her deep chestnut colored hair glowed radiant, every movement it took was majestic. It was as if she had hair fairies designed to keep her hair perfect at every single moment. I played with my hair just looking at her; wishing it had the same volume and shine. Hannah was a white girl but was tanned enough to make you think otherwise; and it was never a bad tan either. In other words; Hannah was perfect and I was surprised I was even her friend to begin with.
“Hello gorgeous!” She said to me, forcing me into a huge hug. Her comment made me blush but I swiped it away quickly.
“Um, hey!” I tried to sound confident.
She let go to say hi to Alexis. That’s when Darcy stepped up to me. Darcy was not the same yet very different from Hannah; it wasn’t a surprise that they were still friends and I was left out for so long. Darcy was 100% natural. She had long golden blonde hair that came down in natural curls to the top of her chest. She never had to brush it and she hardly ever straightened it because it was just beautiful the way it was. Her skin was a perfect peach color, she didn’t need to tan. I remembered in middle school when all the girls started wearing makeup, Darcy’s parents “wouldn’t allow” her to but eventually I realized that wasn’t the case. Darcy didn’t need makeup, the most I’d ever seen her wear was at prom when she used nude lipstick and splashed on some glitter eye shadow. This evening was no different; she had a tiny bit of purple eyeliner that curved around her eyes, a hint of lip gloss and glitter on her neck.
“Well look at you!” She exclaimed, “Don’t you look…” she eyed me up and down, “different.” She faked a smile before touching my shoulder. Even though she was natural, her ego had definitely gotten to her tiny little brain.
“Aw thanks, and you look,” I eyed her in the same manner, “interesting.” I smiled and touched her shoulder back knowing I had faltered that sharp ego.
I heard her mumble something to herself as she followed Hannah’s path and greeted Alexis. Hannah clicked her heels back to the front door and turned to smile at my sister and I. I smiled back as sweetly as I could; but this night was already a disaster.
We heard another car door slam from outside and I realized it must’ve been my mothers friends. I was ready to get this over with.
“Okay we should just meet them outside; that sounds nice right?” I indicated my sister to agree with me.
“Oh right, yeah we should leave now common.” She pulled on my mom’s sleeve and practically dragged her outside. She was yelling to my dad about feeding Brock and putting him to bed.
“He’s eight mom, not four.” I reminded her as we walked to her friends’ car.
Hannah and Darcy followed close by me, I felt as if they were going to attack me from behind so I casually swung around and smiled.
“After you.” I offered the front row of the mini van to the two bitches and they slid in. I caught a glimpse of Darcy’s face. Her expression was sour, as if she had eaten a lemon raw. I could tell she hated being in a mini van, or any van at all. I held in a laugh as I shut the door and opened the back doors to get into the second row with Alexis. My mom jumped in next to me and as soon as the door slid shut and the click of her seatbelt rang throughout the van, my mom’s friend Nancy, who was driving, literally slammed her foot down on the pedal.
The entire van lurched forward; luckily we had all had our seatbelts on but I laughed at Hannah and Darcy’s reaction.
“Nan, this isn’t a sports car, you can’t do things like that!” I shouted up to her.
“I know darlin’” she spoke in a southern accent, “But my son took the sports car for the weekend so I’m stuck with this darn thing.”
Her son Tommy was hot as hell. I remember having the biggest crush on him back in high school. Of course, he didn’t even notice me until graduation when we ran into each other trying to get food at the buffet line. Even after then, whenever my mom and I would go to Nancy’s house, Tommy either wasn’t there, or busy upstairs. Honestly, I missed his gorgeous face.
We quickly (and safely) made it down town to the city lights. Denver was beautiful this time of year; the weather was perfect, the atmosphere was great, the streets weren’t too crowded; I knew that even though I hated two of the people with me, this night could possibly work out after all.
Nancy parked in a parking garage; something I was deathly afraid of. Alexis had to help me get out of the car and once I was out, I booked it to the door that contained the stairs. I heard Alexis closely follow behind me and smiled. I was sure happy she was with me. I took her hand and we walked up the stairs. I heard the door open again as the rest of the group took their sweet time to follow us.
When Alexis and I got to the surface, we had to wait in the warm air. I looked around me and sighed; this place was fantastic. Lights shown up from all angles, a horse drawn carriage trotted down the street, a happy couple nested inside. It wasn’t like I had never seen city lights before; I live in Los Angeles. It was the fact that I hadn’t seen my hometown’s city lights in forever and I was more than happy to share it with my sister.
I turned back around to see Hannah and Darcy make their way up to the surface. Hannah was panting and Darcy leaned on her to rub her foot. They muttered stuff back and forth to each other, occasionally glancing at me and rolling their eyes. I just smiled, thrilled that they already wanted to go back home or to a party with their real friends.
My mom, Nancy and her other friend Carol were the last to come up. I took a deep breath when my mom asked if we were ready to head out down the streets.
“Yes mom,” I grinned, “I think we’re ready.”
Sorry there's no Smoshy Goodness in it :( Oh wellz
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