Here comes the piano bridge.

I miss him so much.

To Write Love On Her Arms means something different to everyone who finds out about it from flyers at a concert or the words they read on someone's shirt at summer school. To me, it's about helping the people that aren't quite sure how to help themselves.

I'm outside of your window with my radio...

Getting to know this charity and-- wait, I'm forgetting this about my opinion, not just another blog about another cause.

Ok, let me start that over. Getting to know this place deep within my heart and how much it means to me-- no, I've used those words like 3 times already. As you can tell, I'm not very good at writing speeches.

Getting to know what this symbolizes, and how much I care about it, and how much I really want to help those that need it, I've come to the conclusion that these words are about my love for the people that can't receive the love that they are implied to. Last night, as I was lying in bed with the lamp on the table by my bed the only source of light and hope, I started to think about all of the teens out there that need me. All of the thousands of teens searching for love with it just out of their reach. And I got a little upset that I couldn't help all of them, that I couldn't say those three words that makes everyone's internal "lamps" inside them glow just as they do.

I love you.

And as I spill my thoughts to you and type them while I try to imagine you reading this, I hope you can take away something from this journal so this time spent wan't a waste. I want you all to know that no matter what's going on, no matter how cruel and cold the world may seem, there is always a person out there wanting to reach out their hand and give you the love and comfort that everyone deserves.

People just like me.

To. Write. Love. On. Her. Arms.

Love is the movement. Rescue is possible.

I love you.

I can see you, I can hear you breathing...

^_^ i'm gonna play a prank on my school i'll give you the details later ^_^

She asked him if he would want to be with her forever...and he said no.

She then asked him if she were to leave would he cry,

and once again he replied with a no.



She had heard enough. As she walked away, tears streaming down her face

the boy grabbed her arm and Said...



You're not pretty you're beautiful.

I don't want to be with you forever, I NEED to be with you forever.

And I wouldn't cry if you walked away...I'd die...

^____________^ awwwwwww how romantic!!!! damn, i need a boyfriend badly. HAHA

Really hot.

Not that good at talking to foreign fans (Katie knows what i'm talking about!).

I'm trying to make a movie for my drama final about lovers and music and fashion.

Still needs some work.

How are you? Tell me something that's going on in your life...i'm kinda bored right now.

Get "Scream" (Tokio Hotel's new album).

It's really good.

^________^

oh btw i REALLY need a cool user name for my escape the fate account so if u have any ideas for a hardcore name that has lyrics in it or something please tell me thanks = )

i know i've been gone a long time but i'm back and that's all that matters.

P.S. just wondering...what's your favorite band and what do like the most about them? (right now) mine's probably Escape the Fate and i love how amazing they sound live (check out my photos section if you don't know what i'm talking about)

^___^

forever yours,

browneyedcutie2424

Ok everyone! It’s finally finished! Hope you like it and please don’t forget to comment/buzz! I really want to know what you thought of this chapter! I should have Chapter 8 up in about week, but my co-writer is in Rome right now so idk when she is coming back. Hope you love it!

A few days after the Izzy’s parents came home to a lying daughter and her rocker boyfriend, everyone was busy preparing for the tour. Brendon and Jada had been isolated from the rest of the band, since Isabella’s parents put surveillance cameras all around the house to keep Brendon and Jada from coming near their home while they were at work or the country club. The day before they left, The Academy Is.. and the Toasting Turtles gathered at William and Isabella’s house to make sure the plan would go without flaw.

Upstairs in Isabella’s room, Jada was helping Izzy pack her clothes, while their hubbies Brendon and Johnny were downstairs with The Academy Is…, talking about the flight and the appropriate time to leave for the airport. Jada was walking down the grand staircase when Brendon and Sisky were arguing on what they would do when they reached the tour’s first destination: Rome.

“Hey Jada. How’s the packing going?” William asked, plane tickets and flight schedules neatly displayed in front of him.

“Let’s just say your sister doesn’t ALWAYS know what she wants. She so fucking indecisive! She can’t choose what to wear to the opening concert and there are so many clothes everywhere that it looks like her closet exploded or puked or something.”

Brendon looked up from the papers on his lap, his big brown eyes behind his thick rimmed glasses filled with inappropriate thoughts. “Well she could wear her--”

William shot him a glare that screamed ’you say it and I’ll beat your fucking ass.’

Brendon immediately put his head down and returned to his work. Jada rolled her eyes and went to the kitchen to make some VIRGIN strawberry margaritas for Isabella and herself. After she made the delicious twist on an alcoholic favorite she went back to Izzy’s room. When she opened the door, she saw a hoodie flying towards her and it hit her in the face. After she threw the hoodie on the floor, she could see random clothes flying out of the oversized closet. She set the drinks down on the desk and walked inside the closet. Izzy was standing in the middle of it, holding a pair of black skinny jeans in one hand and a ripped jean mini skirt in the other.

“Oh good, you’re back. Black jeans or black skirt? Or should I wear one during practice and one on stage? Oh my god this is really hard Jada please help me! If I don’t pick something I’ll be performing in front of thousands of people naked.”

“You make it sound like that’s a bad thing,” Brendon said in a sexy voice. He was standing In the doorway, his dark and mysterious eyes sparkling behind his glasses. Even with the quirky glasses he looks amazing.

Isabella walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, completely forgetting they were not alone.

“Oh my god, Brendon!” Jada finally said. “Are you ever NOT horny?”

Brendon took his gaze off Izzy and looked at Jada, his hands moving to her well-curved ass.

“I could ask your boyfriend the same thing,” Brendon replied.

Jada, downright offended, stormed downstairs. Brendon looked his girlfriend in the eyes and started giving her slow, soft kisses. She, wanting more, pulled him towards the bed. She let go of his and she crawled on it, motioning him to join her. He got on top of her, a leg on either side of her body. She pulled his head towards hers, and she joined their mouths and the make-out began. As Brendon was sucking on her neck, Sisky walked in.

“Are you almost ready to- WOW.” Sisky stared in disbelief. “Can you two keep it in your pants long enough to come downstairs? We’re gonna run through the plan one more time so everyone knows exactly what’s gonna happen.” As he walked out of the room, Sisky muttered to himself, “It’s a miracle Will’s not an uncle yet.”

Isabella and Brendon got up and walked downstairs. As they sat down on one of the many couches In the living room, William looked over at Isabella and just happened to notice a bright purple mark on her neck.

After everyone had gone home, Isabella and William went upstairs and talked in Will’s room.

William looked at Isabella, who was laying on his bed and looking at the ceiling. “Isabella, I know for the past few days I’ve been really hard on you about Brendon, but-”

Izzy sat up and looked at her brother. “-you do it because you care for me. I know that. And I understand Brendon and I might seem a little reckless at times-”

“A little?!”

Izzy sighed and kept speaking. “Like I was saying, We can be a little wild but he loves me more than you wish to believe.”

“Please realize that no matter how much he loves you, your relationship is going a lot faster than Jessica and mine’s were at that age,” William said, looking at his SANTI hoodie oh the floor.

Isabella countered his reply with something he wasn’t expecting. “Oh, except for that one night when you both were 16, after that concert you went to, and you were backstage in that room, and you were alone-”

“We were in a stable and healthy relationship and we thought we could handle it. And we did.” Then he changed the subject. “Look, Mom and Dad will be home any minute, so you should get your rest. We have a big day tomorrow.”

I nodded, and I said goodnight and got into bed. As I closed my eyes and pulled the sheets over my torso, I tried to imagine Brendon and I not being physical. I couldn’t.

I awoke to William shaking me with one hand, my suitcases in the other. “Isabella,” he whispered, “we’re leaving now! Get up, we can’t miss the flight!”

I just noticed Brendon behind him, smiling at me. “I’ll take her down. Just go to the car.”

William headed downstairs and got in the black stretch limo ( yeah, even when we’re undercover we ride like rock stars). Brendon picked me up and carried me to the limo. I slept on his lap the whole ride there, and we just barely made the flight.

Once on the plane, I sat in between Jada and Jessica. William sat with Mike and Michael. Brendon sat a few rows back, squished between Johnny and the rest of The Academy Is…

3^rd Person’s POV (Kayan’s part)
**buzz buzz**
Isabella’s cell phone is going crazy in her butt pocket, sending vibrations down the back of her legs. She bends up and quickly retrieves it. William, who is sitting beside her, gives a very un-approving look. Bella rolls her eyes, and opens her silver phone.
1 TEXT: BRENNY BEAR
She smiles and sighs at the same time, knowing that it’s probably something stupid. Brendon is sitting in between Adam and Andy, so it’s probably a joke. Or one of them needs to say something just as retarded to William.
HEY SEXY. I'M BORED. WANNA ENTERTAIN ME?? ANDY AND SISKY ARE SLEEPING.
She stifles a giggle and quickly responds, punching the buttons a little too hard. Her black fingernails shine in the artificial light in the cabin of the plane. Brendon trying to talk slutty in a text message is kind of hilarious.
THAT DEPENDS. WHAT DO YOU WANNA DO? I HAVE EXTRA HAND LOTION IN MY BAG IF YOU WANT IT. ;)
She quickly hits send and listens for the gasp that she knows is coming. 3 rows behind her, it happens. Loud, untamed and totally turned on. Yeah, that's just how Isabella rolls. She can hear the buttons furiously being hit as he responds. Isabella has dreamt of them doing this forever, making love. Not necessarily in the cramped, nasty airplane bathroom, but whatever works. Her palms get sweaty and her mouth runs dry. She suddenly wants this to happen, and the growing heat between her legs tells her to make it fast or she’s going to be in the bathroom by herself.
WHAT A JOKSTER YOU ARE. WHAT IF I TOLD YOU I HAD A CONDOM IN MY WALLET, AND A GALLON OF RED BULL IN ME.? THE BATHROOMS EMPTY. ;]]]
BRENNY, ARE YOU A MEMBER OF THE MILE HIGH CLUB?
UMM...NOT THAT I KNOW OF.
DO YOU WANT TO BE? I'LL MEET YOU IN THE BATHROOM IN 5 MINUTES. HEAD BACK THERE, NOW.
She hears Brendon practically squeal and jump out of his chair. After climbing over sisky, and tripping the flight attendant, He bumps into three more people on his way to the bathroom, constantly muttering "I'm sorry. Oh, my bad."
Isabella sighs, "William, you need to get out of the way. I’m not feeling well."
"Whatever. You don’t get motion sickness." William snorts, turning a page in his magazine.
"I didn't say it was motion sickness. Get out of the way. I need to grab a tampon." Luckily, Isabella could think make up lies quickly.
"oh Jesus, Isabella!' William screeches.
She fumbles with her bag and pulls out a tampon and a pad, just to make William squirm a little more. Isabella sticks it in her back pocket and almost runs to the bathroom with William still making disgusted faces at her.
Isabella runs into the flight attendant, who scolds her for almost a minute about the safety rules on the plane. She finally gets free of the monotone, Botox addicted lady and knocks on the bathroom she hopes houses Brendon.
Isabella ‘s POV
'What?!'
'Brendon! You Idiot! Open the door!'
'Password?'
'I'm horny'
'Entrance Granted.'
The door suddenly flew open, very narrowly missing my face. Brendon pulled me in, and locked the door. I was kind of nervous, but I really wanted it. Like, horribly bad. I pulled Brendon away from the door, and attached his mouth to mine. I was almost sure that he thought I was kidding, but I wasn't. I wrapped my arms around his neck, letting him know that I wanted this. He put his hands in the pockets of my jeans, squeezing my ass. I smiled into the kiss, opening my mouth. He slid in his tongue, flicking it across mine. I groaned, and pushed him against the counter. He looked slightly amused and I pulled off his shirt, and mine, but more nervous and I struggled with his belt.
'Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, I was just kidding...'
'Yes. I’m totally sure. God, it’s not even fair. I need you Brendon, I want you so bad.'
'I’m not really sure what I’m doing, though. Its kind of my first time.' he admitted blushing.
'It’s my first time, too. It’s ok. It’s not like I know what’s going on either.' I whispered, wishing that his stupid belt would just come off.
He smiled his pearly whites at me, and spun around, pinning me against the wall.
He quickly un snapped his belt and mine. Running his fingers down my thighs, Brendon kissed me, and it was different. This kiss was hungry and needy. I pulled away and licked his neck, encouraging him to move faster.
I really didn’t know what was going on, but I knew that I was in total heaven. I was as happy as I could be. Brendon was kissing my neck with slow, sloppy kisses. I moaned and bit his neck, knowing that I was turning him on. His jeans were around his ankles, mine on the floor. His t-shirt was on the counter along with his hoodie; my shirt was hanging out of the toilet. I almost freaked, but realized that I didn't care after Brendon began rubbing the front of my panties.
'Oh, god.' I hissed, trying to breathe and talk at the same time.
Brendon snickered, and slid my panties off, and I grabbed his boxers, yanking at them. They finally hit the tops of his pants, which were now on the floor. I was gasping. I needed him so bad. It was insane. Like I was a crack addicted and he was my fix. I knew that it was going to hurt, but I was prepared.
I was begging him to do something, anything. He finally entered me with a rough thrust. The pain brought tears to my eyes, but I was prepared. I cried out, and then remembered we were on a plane. I buried my head in his neck muttering curses and moans.
Brendon surprised me. He was shy, almost careful. I knew he was a virgin, or he was, but I expected him to be rougher, more aggressive. He was moving kind of slow, making me shake with anticipation. I bit his shoulder, whispering the fucking filthiest things in his ear.
‘Fuck, Brendon, Fuck me harder.'
He sucked in a breath, his response to my command. He was suddenly slamming into me, causing me to hit the wall. I didn't realize how much noise we were making. I was almost there. I was teetering on the edge of orgasm and so was Brendon
I should have paid attention to how hard he was slamming into the wall. Because there was a knock on the door.
'Isabella?! What the hell is going on in there?!' William growled.
He kept threatening me, shouting through the door, but I couldn’t hear him. Brendon was pushing harder, thrusting faster; making my concentration scatter like jenga. He thrust one last time, and I came or exploded. My vision went white and my back arched. I screamed out loud, not caring that William could hear me. Brendon followed soon after, and I could feel his warm come inside me, almost sending me over the edge again.
'Isabella! I swear to god. If you don't come out of there right now I’ll break this fucking door down! Get your ass out here!'
I kissed Brendon one last time, licking the sweat from his face. I hurried and got dressed, then dressed him, taking my time, listening to William scream.
Then I heard another voice.
'Yeah, Brendon! Get some! **slap*'
'Sisky! Shut the fuck up! Isabella! Get the fuck out here!'
I laughed at sisky, and quickly pulled on Brendon's hoodie, since my shirt was wet with toilet water. I rolled up my ruined t-shirt and threw it away. Kissing Brendon again, I unlocked the door, and stepped out, pulling Brendon with me.

William was pissed as hell when we came out of the bathroom. “WHAT THE FUCK, ISABELLA!! Oh Brendon, you’re lucky we’re on a public plane because as soon as we land I’m gonna kick your fucking ass!!!” William, consumed by rage, punched Brendon like he punched him the night of the prom.

“Oh my god, William!!! What the fuck did you do that for?!”

William looked at him with menacing eyes. You could tell me was my father‘s son. “A better question would be WHY THE FUCK DID YOU HAVE SEX WITH MY SISTER?!”

He dragged Brendon and me to our seats. I sat next to Brendon and I could tell he was trying to act like he didn’t care that William wanted to kill him, but I could see the fear in his eyes.

William sat down beside Brendon and glared at us. “What the FUCK gave you the idea to have fucking SEX on a plane?! And I want an answer.”

I answered this one, since I thought Brendon might try to say something retarded and get us in even more trouble. “We were in the fucking mood, William! And-”

“His fucking hormones wanted you and he couldn’t stand himself not being in your fucking pants!!!!”

I interrupted him. “Calm the fuck down, William!! It was my idea to do it and, frankly, I loved every fucking minute of it!!” You can tell I was purposely trying to offend my brother.

“Really, sweetie?” Brendon asked curiously.

I stared in Brendon’s eyes. “Yes, my lover. That ORGASIM really put the icing on the cake.” And I wasn’t lying.

“A FUCKING ORGASIM?!” William screamed, causing all the passengers to stare at us. “OH MY GOD BRENDON I’M GONNA HURT YOU SO BAD YOU’RE GNNA WISH YOU NEVER FUCKED MY SISTER!!!!”

“Nothing can ever make me think that, William. And by the way, Izzy, that part when you whispered ‘fuck, Brendon. Fuck me harder’ REALLY turned me on. I fucking loved thrusting into you. I fucking love you, Isabella.” At least Brendon caught onto my little say-anything-to-piss-William-off joke.

William’s head look like it was going to explode, but he decided to cool off and sit with Jessica. She talked to him and tried to take his mind off us by kissing him, but he wouldn’t have it. He wanted to murder my lover, but he knew he’d have to get through me to get him. Brendon and I slept the rest of the flight cuddled in each other’s arms.

I know i've been gone for a while, but i've had a lot of tests this week and i've been so busy i can never finish my homework, but spring break starts tomorrow and i swear i'll have it up soon i promise!!!

And to Kayan i can't thank you enough for everything you've done for me and i know it's frustrating to have to wait for me to post it but i've tried to make the ending and the beginning as good as possible so it can match perfectly with your scene!!! = )

So thanks for being so patient and i'm soooooo sorry i haven't had time to go on and i hope you'll understand!!!

much love and happiness,

browneyedcutie2424

(P.S. for Kayan i just wanted to let you know i would like you to do another scene for chapter 8....Johnny and Jada's first time!!! lol it will be amazing)

Even though I was too lazy to post the videos, (hahaha) you can see these wacky interviews and even some bits of the songs on Pretty. Odd.

And don’t forget Pretty. Odd. premieres on The Leak this Tuesday, March 18

Only nine days left till Pretty. Odd. comes out, and I can't wait!!!!!

CHAIN LETTER #1

> > >A w w T h i s I s S o C u t e ! !
> > >
> > >Girl: What's wrong??
> > >Boy: I like her so much..
> > >Girl: Talk to her!!
> > >Boy: I don't know.. She won't ever like me..
> > >Girl: Don't say that.. You're amazing...
> > >Boy: I just want her to know how I feel..
> > >Girl: Then tell her..
> > >Boy: She won't like me..
> > >Girl: How do you know that??
> > >Boy: I can just tell..
> > >Girl: Well just tell her..
> > >Boy: What should I say??
> > >Girl: Tell her how much you like her!!
> > >Boy: I tell her that daily..
> > >Girl: What do you mean?
> > >Boy: I'm always with her.. I love her...
> > >Girl: I know how you feel.. I have the same
> problem.. But he'll never
> > >like me..
> > >Boy: Wait. Who do you like??
> > >Girl: Oh some boy..
> > >Boy: Oh.. she won't like me either..
> > >Girl: She does..
> > >Boy: How do you know..??
> > >Girl: Because, who wouldn't like you??
> > >Boy: You..
> > >Girl: You're wrong, I love you..
> > >Boy: I love you too..
> > >Girl: So are you going to talk to her??
> > >Boy: I just did..
> > >
> > >Because you opened this, you will get kissed on
> friday by the love of
> > >your life.. DO NOT BREAK THE CHAIN ! ! Your crush
> will ask you out..
> > >Tomorrow will be the best day of your life.. !
> However, if you don't
> > >send this to at least 10 people by at least 12:00
> tonight, you will
> > >have bad luck in your love life for the rest of
> your life.. Just
> > >repost, please copy and paste! ! with the name "
> Cute " or " Aww " in
> > >the subject box.

CHAIN LETTER #2

1. I wish people would realize that life is too short to let go by and everyone needs to have fun (and go to concerts ^_^) 

2. I wish peace was a reality instead of a dream.

3. I wish that all teens could express themselves in positive and creative ways.  

4. I wish everyone could find the love of their life.

5. I wish I could finish my fan fic (Raindrops on Roses) by the end of the summer so I can start the sequel in the beginning of the new school year.

(yes, you heard right: there is going to be a sequel)

I tag...

xxkayanxx, getu, stewieismyhomeboy, xpainxisxmyxbestfriendx, ashp45, panicatthedisco12121