Diary of Travis Breckin

April 17th, 8:49 PM - "Impatience"

Holy shit. Our next school dance is tomorrow. Now, I'm normally not the type of guy who would go to dances, namely because our school's the dirty dancing capital of the WORLD. It's like a fucking strip club. By the end of the night, most of the people there are drunk, high, and horny. But this dance is different. Security at the last dance banned pretty much everyone from this one, so the floor space won't be wasted by PEOPLE who are wasted. Hell, I've even been looking forward to going. Mainly because Skye agreed to go with me. Just being around her makes me happy... Seeing her smile is my greatest pleasure... Wow, I feel like a loser for saying that, but hey: a crush is a crush. Hmm... Do I have everything I need for tomorrow? Let's see... ticket, money, cell phone, outfit... Yup, I don't think I'm forgetting anything... oh, wait, CDs just in case the DJ isn't a total asshole and is open to take requests. Always good to piss off the rap crowd with Killswitch Engage, ya know? From "fuckin' mah biotch" to "fuck you." Definitely one of the best transitions in school dance history.

Without a doubt, this has probably been one of the best days of my life. Ryan was home sick today, and will definitely be out tomorrow. Just a few less days of fighting him 15 times a day. My dad still detests me fighting him... My parents are apparently the opposite of a typical family. My dad's the wuss, who thinks there's a non-violent solution to everything, whereas my mom is the one who thinks violence is the answer. I try to take after my mom. In high school she was a punk, complete with purple mohawk. Very unlike other moms. Now she's stuck with 2 kids and a horrible husband. Very like other moms. But enough about my parents. I'm still wondering why Ryan's still on my case about stealing his ex. This happened late in 7th grade (for me, he's a year older), and now I'm in sophomore year. It's been a year since I've even seen her (she moved to Florida), and yet Ryan still has that same retarded excuse for attacking me on sight. We've been suspended on multiple occasions, and I even heard Ryan was on the verge of being expelled. Wow, that would make my life much better. Much, much better.

Wow... After all this excitement over Skye, Ryan, and the dance, I completely forgot about the important things... My brother was actually sent to jail for possessing drugs. His friends are all drug addicts who, somehow, have never been caught. But they always manage to get my brother sent to jail. He doesn't even do drugs, he just innocently holds them. He's good friends with most of the policemen, and they all believed his stories (which were mostly true anyway) where he found the drugs on the ground and was about to take them to the police station. But earlier today he was caught by a new recruit who doesn't really give a shit, so now he's in jail. And I don't mean like the local jail where the other police officers will help him. He's in a maximum security prison cause that bastard of a police officer amplifies danger greatly, thinking one cigarette will cause instant cardiac arrest, and that one sip of beer will get you blackout drunk and shit. It's not really that late... Maybe I should try to bail him out or something... Mom will understand... I hope.

11:26 PM - "Failed Success"

Well, I did help somewhat. His sentence was shortened from 3 months (which I'm surprised wasn't longer, thanks to Mr. I-See-Everything-10-Times-Greater-Than-It-Really-Is) to 2 weeks, so, like the title says, it was more or less a failed success. I didn't succeed in getting him out, but I did succeed in getting him out earlier, ya know? I guess the house will be quieter because my brother's gone... It's bad that he's gone, but actually kinda nice without the blaring hair metal music... God, who listens to that anyway? Besides my brother, I mean... Wow, it's getting kinda late. I guess I better start on my homework and get to sleep. Tomorrow's one of the most important days in my life. Whatever. Until tomorrow.

-Travis

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Diary of Ryan Blake

April 17th, 4:15 PM - "God Hates Me Today"

Damnit, why'd I have to get sick? Staying home on school days sucks so much... no one's home, there's nothing to watch on TV, and I can't fight Travis. I mean, he's not actually that bad of a guy, but what he did back in 8th grade is just so wrong... Next thing you know, he'll steal Skye from right under me... I want her so bad... Well, there's nothing to write about right now, so yeah. Maybe when something useful happens, I'll write again.

5:53 PM - "God REALLY Hates Me Today"

Travis is so fucking dead. He is SO fucking dead. I had to hear that he was taking Skye to the dance tomorrow. I just HAD to hear. Great. Thanks a fucking lot, Colby. Maybe if you're lucky, you won't be in the hospital on Monday... Well I can't do anything to stop him, cause I'll be out until Monday... Oh well, I'll just have to hope nothing happens between them... But he's still fucking dead on Monday. I don't care if Skye hates him after the dance, he just has to DIE... God can be so cruel... Well, there's nothing to do, so I guess I'll just chain sleep until Monday or something. Signing out.

-Ryan

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He asked me and I said yes!

These words were coursing through my head as I rode the bus home. I’m still in shock that he actually did it! This morning, I had made up my mind that I would ask Travis Breckin to the dance that day, seeing as though there was only one day left to do so. But I didn’t have to for he did, right there at lunch. It was probably the most thrilling feeling I’ve ever had! Yeah, I know he’s one of my best friends, but I was scared that if I had to ask him and he said no, we wouldn’t be friends anymore… thank god I don’t have to resort to that!

I was actually quite surprised that he asked me. I mean, I never thought that any boy would like me, let alone the one I actually like as well. Wow, that’s all I can think right now, wow. I mean, I knew that one guy at my school liked me, Ryan Blake, but he’s a jackass. He actually gave me a note during History a few days ago asking me if I wanted to go to the dance with him… I ripped it up after class. He’s always rude to me and he’s always fighting with Travis for no reason so they both always get in trouble over Ryan’s stupid grudge over god knows what… I even don’t know… Travis never told me. Oh well, it’s probably none of my business anyways, which makes it sound so much more interesting!

I’m truly dreading telling my dad that I have a date to the dance now. He knows Travis and he thinks he’s a good guy, but since mom died, he’s been acting way more protective over me! I can’t even go over to a friend’s house without him meeting their parents and calling every half hour. I understand why he’s protective, because now that mom’s gone, I’m his only family member alive aside from his sister and her two kids. Still, the fact that I know why he’s protective doesn’t make it any less annoying. Hopefully he’ll take the news of my having a date to the dance much easier… I hope.

Whoa, it’s my stop for the bus! It’s funny how time flies like that… and then at other times, it just seems to stop when you know the worst is about to happen. For some reason, I’ve had this weird feeling lately that something bad is going to happen soon. I don’t know whether it’s just me being stressed from school and sports, or maybe something bad will happen soon. So far, today’s just been wonderful… he said yes! Well, I need to actually pay attention to where I’m going! Running into two bushes and tripping on the pavement should have woken me from my fantasies. I guess this is just too good to be true.

He asked me; Skye! And I said yes!

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Diary of Colby

April 17, 3:19 PM

I’m screwed… so screwed! I overheard Travis ask Skye Caelan to the dance and she said yes! Unfortunately, I have to tell Ryan this... he’s gonna fuckin’ kill me! I know that he’s wanted her to be his girlfriend for ages, but she would never agree to it. If I were her, I’d flee for my life now. She and that pretty boy Travis are gonna be fricken murdered on Monday! This is the second time Travis has stole a girl from Ryan. Yeah, Skye didn’t really belong to him, but basically, she did. If Ryan wants something, he gets it, no matter what the cost is. I wonder what he’s gonna do to get Skye from Travis? Oh well, I’ll worry about that bitch once I’m done worrying about how I’m going to tell Ryan that Skye’s been taken by Travis… Hopefully I’ll be able to write once more later.

5:19 PM

Oh god! The look in Ryan’s eyes when I told him about Travis and Skye…I’m surprised he didn’t just shoot me then and there when he had the chance. They’re fucking screwed, oh yeah. Skye’s going to regret saying yes to Travis, and he’s going to pay for stealing her from Ryan. Ryan says he has a plan for getting Skye for himself, and I get to help! I don’t know anything about what he’s planning to do. All I know is that things are going to get rough around here. That’s it for now…

Colby