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August 16, 2008 -- I'm going to write a word that is hard to compute while we're still in the month of self-tanners, sunscreens and nice, summery bright-pink pedicures:...

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???: SARAH KENDRA GRINBERG! WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?! Sarah: Dad, i'm sorry... Dad: No you're not, you inconsiderate little ass! *Sarah's pov* He took me by my tie and held me up against the wall, and I closed my eyes for the worst. WHACK! I felt a blow to my jaw and bleeding. BAM! Another one to the side of my head. WHACK! This time to my gut. I hated him. I hated everyone. After half an hour, he finally put me down and muttered "There's more where that came from," and left. I was choking on my tears while he left me in the dark. I slowly pulled down my black and white striped fingerless gloves, and pulled on a fragment of my hair. I would dye it tonight. Before we had our gig. because when i arive I, I bring the fire make you come alive i can take you higher what this is, forgot i must now remind you let it rock let it rock let it rock I looked at the caller ID on my black, rhinestone encrusted Sidekick. Nick. Sighing, I picked up. "Hey," he said. "What," I replied. "Why'd you get me yet ANOTHER hair straightener???" "You'll look cute," I said. "Like a puppy dog... Doused in oil... Fried.. De-" "Shut up! I'll straighten it ONCE, then give it to Joe. He needs a new one anyways," he joked. "See you." *Normal pov* Sarah hung up and sighed, then retrieved her bag. She removed the black and blue hair dye and went to the washroom, to wash her mouth out, and to do the deed. *A few hours later* Sarah smiled for the first time in days. This was what her hair looked like now: http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2362/2428534426_6b7bdd3ba0_o.jpg She had almost forgotten about her dad. She straightened her outfit: http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3001/2548917936_d0d64a87aa.jpg and heard the familiar BLEEP BLEEP of the band's beat up truck. Silently, she slipped out the door and into the beat up truck and sat down next to Kevin, who was picking out a random tune on his guitar. Sarah: What's that? Kevin: A song by us Jonas'. Inseparable. Mel: You never told us you wrote songs! We could use them instead of just Paramore and such! Joe: Sorry, private. Nick: What'd you do to your hair???? Sarah: Like it?? Bought the dye today. Wait. Why aren't you wearing those Converse I got you??? Nick: This outfit is fine as is. Sarah: GAH! Sarah picked into her backpack and got a pair of Converse. She held it up to Nick's foot and smiled, and gave it to Nick. Nick: Oh, gee wilikers! THANKS! Sarah: Yeah yeah... Thank gosh I have huge feet. Mel: Actually, Shelby: Nick has small feet. Mel: But we still think Shelby: That you have Both: Big feet. Sarah: Boy, do I feel like a third wheel? Joe: In this case, a sixth wheel. Sarah: GAh. Kevin: (Was driving) Here we are. They all filed out of the brown truck with their instruments and went to sound check. ************************************************************** Bad ending, I know, but.... Yeah. Tune in next time! And I neeeeed subbers!!

Author: mwahshes
Keywords: jb story
Added: November 16, 2008