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Brian's feelings on Life

My DP character OC's Brian and Onyx. i'll give you discriptions later. this is like chapter 6, so yah,

Onyx is strong. as long as I've known her at least. but in the past few days after Danny's accident, those things started to change. She always came with us, but when it was time to go upstairs to Danny's hospital room, she would use every trick in the book to stay downstairs. like telling me she forgot her phone, then she would drop it, and pick it up again, then go over to the stairs, look up with a weird expression and go away from them, to get water or something. she would NEVER come upstairs. she still doesn’t. one day I think it was two days ago, it happened, what I knew would happen. she broke down. she cried so much Maddie had to take her home, or rather, I had to take her home. I've never seen Onyx cry before. I knew she had, a lot in her life and was trying not to, but she couldn’t hold it anymore.
once we got home, Onyx ran upstairs, and I didn’t see her again until around midnight. she looked a mess. Her hair was a mess, and she looked so miserable, I felt bad. the poor girl had gone through a lot. I didn’t know what I could do to help her. I knew my own form of calming strategies would not help her. I mean, Danny and Onyx were close, Danny and I were not. I'm not sure why, we have a lot in common, Onyx says that Danny feels threatened by me. I don’t know why. we are cousins, why does he feel threatened? I never asked Onyx why, because she told me this at the worst time possible, when I was next in line at the DMV.
I love Onyx, as a family member, don’t get any weird ideas even though you can technically have those thoughts, because we are not related. I'm Jack's nephew, so Onyx and I aren't technically related. I like to think we are though, because it's still the same family. Maddie is my aunt, or whatever you call your uncle's wife. Onyx is Maddie's kid, so, we are related. but to go back to what I was saying, Onyx is the most complicated person, besides Sam I know. I mean, Sam is an open book to me, where as I believe that EVERYTHING Onyx does is a lie in some way. she can't possibly be happy after everything that happened to her, yet she puts on the illusion that she is fine. After that night seeing her cry, I know that’s false. she has real feelings, and I saw one of them. I don’t like how she puts on a mask so society feels she's normal. who the hell cares? there are a lot of stupid people that need to put on a mask more than Onyx. like, Vlad, her dad. Everyone, especially Maddie, needs to know she's a real human- erm…she not human, but in this speech, she is, she is to me. anyway, Maddie needs to see Onyx for her, not this, happy go lucky liar. I think they need to have a serious talk.
I'll talk about Sam now, my first and best friend. I meet Sam basically when she was born. I remember being mad that Mrs. Manson wasn't having a boy. my mom had laughed at this, but at that time, I was really mad. but the good news was, that changed when Sam's perspective changed when she was about six. she started to hate the dresses she wore, and purposely ripped them up, or got them ruined with dirt. she turned into a tomboy, and wore overalls and climbed trees. that made me happy, I had a playmate, not a Barbie doll as a neighbor. we did everything together, even got bullied at school by the same kid. my mom doesn’t like it when I get bullied. she pulled both me and Sam out of school after convincing Sam's parents that she could home school us. those were fun years, I love my mom, mostly because, she's not a good teacher. she doesn’t have a lot of good lessons to teach, but I love her because she's not one of those mom's who thinks she's perfect. like Sam's mom for example. I highly believe Sam has friends because of my mom. she taught Sam to be her own person, and make mistakes, that no one is perfect and that she shouldn’t act that way. I think my mom saved her life, in the social sense of the term, and for that, Mrs. Manson doesn’t like my mom, for teaching her to be unique and speak for herself. I for one congratulate my mom. I know this may sound shallow but, I wouldn’t be Sam's friend if she acted like her parents. she would be just like Paulina.
Danny is next. my cousin. Danny, Danny, Danny…I wish my mom would teach him what she taught Sam, how to be real and true to yourself, even if you have to hide some things from people. he does good at hiding a lot from people, but he needs someone to tell everything too. I know that, because he tells Onyx, who tells me, sometimes. for example, the whole Danny and Sam thing is ticking Onyx off, because she gets two different points of view from Danny and Sam and they tend to be the same. Onyx wants Danny to just confess to Sam about his feelings, and she wants Sam to do the same. that doesn't seem wrong right? well, Onyx gets confused easily, and when Danny is dating someone else, Onyx gets upset and asks ME (yes me) why Danny doesn’t like Sam anymore. but he does!! he's in love with her! I know that! Danny confuses Onyx. that’s the bottom line. Sam confuses Onyx too. and so do I. but most Danny, since he tells Onyx everything.
Danny is an interesting character, to get back to my point. he is clueless and at times I can see right through him, but other times, he is really deep, and I can't see what he's thinking. that part of him really has me question who he really is, and I love when I get to do that. I do that with Onyx, but it's because her facade is easy to figure out. I know she's lying about everything. Danny on the other hand… I don’t know, but I do know he's at his best, personality wise, when he's with his friends, when they are at the Fenton household, or somewhere that their peers would fear to tread. he thinks that its acceptable to be who everyone wants you to be at school, or around someone he hasn’t met before, or has seen for a while, and I can see that. he acts like a hot shot around me, but because we haven't see each other in years, that and I'm older, so he wants to prove to me that he's grown up or something like that. but you know what? I know he's grown up. it shows when he's with his friends, or talking to Onyx, even about a TV show they are watching. mostly with Onyx, does his bigger person personality shows. she is his little sister, he feels he is responsible for teaching her about everything, because of Maddie, that and I don’t think Danny wants Onyx to turn out like Jazz. he wants a chance to have a really close relative, not that him and Jazz aren't close, it's just a different spectrum issue if you know what I mean. like she is older, and Danny is younger, he feels the same way about me.
Next up is Jazz . I haven't had the time to evaluate everyone in my family, just the ones I've seen change the most, like Onyx, whom I didn’t know before I came here, and Danny, and Sam, who is considered a family member as far as I'm concerned. anyway, Jazz is my cousin, when we were younger, she would pretend to be a bigger sister to me, even though I'm technically the oldest, I'm older then her by three months anyway, she likes to pretend she's older though, and in many ways, she is. I still act sort of childish and off center, but that’s because I want to relate to the person I am, not pretend to be who I'm not. and who I'm not is a grown up yet. I'm 19. I'm not 24, I don’t need to figure my life out yet. Jazz doesn't either, she can't let lose, lay back and enjoy what life gives you, even if it sucks sometimes, not try to push it along so fast that you can't tell who you are anymore. I know I make it sound like I'm a bum, but I'm not. I do a lot during my down time so to speak. I am prepared for the world, but I'm prepared for the world as a 19 year old, not an adult. I know I'll have my share of problems and life changes and going to suck worse than I could imagine, but you know what? that’s life. and I really want to teach Jazz that somehow. I taught that to Sam. it was easy to teach here, even though she is stubborn, she listens to me more than anyone. I'll let Danny deal with Onyx, unless Onyx comes to me first, so I can deal with Jazz, my little cousin.
well, I think I have to go, let someone else talk to you for a while, even though I bet you love talking to me…ha-ha.
Bye,
Brian Spencer Fenton.

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there it is! all afordable! very cute (my opinion) so, yeah... ^^

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Life Anew- DP fanfiction DONT STEAL

Ever feel like you’ve been asleep at the wheel for half your life and no matter what happens or how lost you get, you just can’t wake up until you find that special place in you lifetime to fill the emptiness so much that it finally wakes you up, so that you can great the day? Well, that never happened to me yet, I’m only eleven, but I WILL tell you what happened.
I was born about 7 months ago, a love child courtesy of a marriage and the first day of their honey moon, I was the long awaited Fenton kid. Lily is my name, Daughter of Danny Fenton and Sam Manson (both very young 19 for Sam and 21 for Danny, why I’ll tell you later). The entire desert in the sea anticipated the nine grueling months of Sam’s pregnancy. (Come on, I’m special ^_^) and, so, it finally happened. Nine months were over, Lilith Coda Fenton was born.
About a month after that, Danny found a job. It was a ghost fighter pro group or whatever. I don’t know, but they find the ‘bad’ ghosts in ‘everyday people’s bodies and expel them. There are a lot more halfas then you think. I should know, I am one. So, once his job kicked off, we were instructed to move, by then, about four months had gone by and I shot up like a sprout, literally. I had turned eleven. But, Danny was so busy, he didn’t notice, but Sam knew there was something up with me from the start.
So, yah, I think that’s all you need to know to start the story ^_^

I had turned over a new leaf. Everything was fresh and new like life. I watched the leaves shift in the trees. I think I might like it here, if I somehow turned into an enigma and wasn’t allowed to go to school. I don’t like it here that much, at least not yet. I most certainly don’t adore the name of our new town…smith. But, its an ok name. I don’t hate it.
We pass my new to-be school; the name was etched in the stone on the top of the building in some fancy writers print. It said, ‘Jon Hasper middle school’. The whole building is white pave-like stone. It looks almost alive, like it could stand up and shake my sweaty long fingered hands. I shake.
“everything ok?” Danny, my dad asks me. I smile a bit. I have to lie to him or he will start to worry, and he’s pretty happy with his job, I wouldn’t want him to lose it all at my expense.
“yah, just nervous, I haven’t ever been to a real school before.” I say. I look back outside. Sam, my mom, looks at me through her car mirror and smiles. She looks nervous too. Why? I don’t know, she works from home, mostly for Danny, or me, filling out the long winding papers and lying about my birthday so the would except me into school and not the 6 month old their expecting me to be. I just want her to be happy, and I hope she is.
“it will be fine.” She finally states to me. I nod and inch down in my seat.
I hope they don’t have parents day, not like my parents would come, the people there would probably just laugh at me and say that they were not my parents, but my siblings. That’s a good guess.

We finally make it to our new house, the moving trucks are there already and Trisha, our dog, rather, Danny’s dog, is already out, surveying the place and peeing in the woods. I get out of the car as soon as it shuts off and run to Trisha, who runs form me as I chase her around the house, looking at it at the same time. It is pinkish brown. Its nice, with distressed blue shutters. The door is dark oak.
“Lily, come here!” Danny yells at me. I turn and run at him. He grabs me and lifts me up. We walk into the house. Mina, Sam’s cat is asleep already on the stairs. Danny lets me go and I run upstairs. I must have startled mina awake because she runs after me hissing like crazy.
I finally found my dream room. It’s very nice; it’s a very light lime color and light from the outside pours trough the window seat regularly. This is MY room. No one can take it from me. My bed’s sitting in the corner already, but I’m more interested in the window seat, that could be a bed. I smile greatly and go looking for my parent’s room.

After a while of unpacking and sorting out the memories of our past ‘house’ more like apartment if you ask me, I go outside for about 4 hours. I watch Trisha run around the house. Sometimes I wish I was her, carefree and utterly stupid, erm, oblivious to the world. The moving trucks had left the first hour I was out here, and I haven’t seen my parents since. Ah well, I’ll remain clueless even though I know somehow.
I sit in a very low bending tree and watch the kids play in the park. I don’t really care for outside human contact. I want to stay with my family thanks. I don’t really like other people, they are SO unpredictable. I don’t like them, end of story.
I continue watching them, till I hear a distant door close. It is Sam. She is wearing Danny’s robe on top of her wrinkled clothes.
“what are you doing up there?” she asks me.
“sittin’.” I say locking my head in an awkward position. I watch her walk around with a big smile on her face. I play with my black and blue stripped hair.
“I’m going to like it here, more…romantic then our apartment.” Sam said. She cocked her head to one side as her hand danced along her sides, a giddy smile growing on her face.
“So…I’m guessing everything is going well?” I ask. I continue watching her walk. She plays with her hair.
“yes.” She says breathlessly. “would you be ok with siblings?” she looks at me directly.
“I don’t really have a choice do I?” I ask somehow knowing it was already done.
“no, not really.” She says. I sometimes think her mouth is going to rip out of her face, she's so happy. “come on, I’ll take you to the park, learn to interact with people.” She says. I close my eyes.
“I don’t want to. If you’re making me, you have to get dressed first.” I say. She nods and walks to the house. I smile.
Once she is gone, I fly up into the air. I fly around my house and go to my parents window. The blinds are closed, but I can hear inside.
“what did she think?” asked Danny. I heard a shuffle of papers or clothing before the response.
“she said she didn’t have a choice.” Sam said. I hear some rustling and I think they are hugging.
“maybe we should have asked first, what did you say?” Danny asked in a sweet voice, sort of muffled.
“I said, not really.” Sam said. I hear her zipper her pants, they must have pulled away. I don’t want to hear anymore, so I go to my room and grab my notebook computer (the one that flips its top so you can write on it) and a backpack, that’s blue and professionally frayed. I fly back outside and land back in the tree before Sam comes.

We walk to the park, we don't talk that much, just small talk like saying how nice the weather was, or stuff like there are sure a lot of kids in this town. I really don’t want to interact with people.
We reach the park. I see a pair of swing seats and immediately fall in love with the things, only on problem, they were all taken. I watch the kids go up and down on them and wish I could have a turn. Sam must have heard me thinking.
“you want to try out the swing?” she asks, she seems pleased.
“yah, I’ll wait till they get off.” I say looking at my black pants.
“you should ask for your turn, what if they never get off?” Sam asks me.
“then I’ll be sad.” I say stubbornly. I walk over to the swing set, knowing that she was right, half of them look like they’ve been there forever.
“erm….” I start off, I don’t know what to say. I kick at the ground and look at the magnificent swings going back and forth. “I wanna turn.” I say in a whisper.
One of the adults’ look and me sort of odd. “Did you say something?” she asks standing up. I shake my head, feeling tears weld in my eyes. Sam finally cuts in. she can’t take it.
“she wants a turn on the swing seat, we are new here and Lilly’s sort of shy.” Sam said as if it was a demand. I nod.
“Please?” I whisper. The woman nods.
“BEATRICE! Get off the swings someone want a turn, go play with your brother.” Said the woman. She looks at Sam. “I’ve never seen that sort of stick up from a teenage sister or brother.” She compliments Sam. For some reason, that hurt my feelings.
“She’s my mom.” I say with some sort of pride. The lady looks at me strange.
“yes, I’m her mom.” Sam said closing her eyes. I see the swing that’s open and run to it, I’m done defending Sam.
“interesting.” I hear the lady say. “you look young how old are you?”
“22.” Sam lies. I smile and laugh wondering if her lie will work. I start to swing up and down.
“you are not.” The woman accuses. She stamps her foot on the ground.
“right.” Sam said smugly. “I’m 19, but I think that’s a perfect age, I’m out of high school and I have a husband, far earlier then anyone here, and since technology has advanced, I can work from home and learn from home, while taking care of Lilly.”
“how old is Lilly?” asked the woman.
“Eleven, I adopted her.” Sam lied. I smile again.
“why would you have to do college from home?” the woman asked.
“you ask to many questions, we’re really not that interesting, it seems to me that you want more then questions answered, leave my mom alone.” I say gaining courage. I don’t want to jump down and defend my mom however, I just keep swinging, and looking at the women.
"she looks like you." the women says ignoring my request. "interesting how she seems un-phased by the fact that she's adopted." i freeze. she said un-phased. phased...ghosts...was she a spy for the government? they are out there, I mean, that's why we moved, because an elite group of spies, don't like that Danny's work is based around something they had to destroy, the evil ghosts that control people on the inside, I think it's called...overshadowing. I heard Danny talk about it to Sam once, a few weeks ago.
"fine, she isn't, happy? I was a messed up kid, who married her high school best friend." Sam growls. she walks away from the women and sits on a bench away from her, and me.
I am alone.
i look to my right, and to my left, surveying the kids in the park, a lot are younger than me. the ones on the swing sets next to me seem older, or I just look young. I catch the attention of a kid 3 swing seats down from me. he looks a bit younger than the rest of the kids, but that may not be the case, like me. I'm small too.
"hi." I venture. he just blinks at me. "I'm Lilly." I continue, "I just moved here from Denver…do you know where that is?"
"yes, are you naïve? you're suppose to learn all capitals in school." the kid says, matter o factly. I look at him like he just squashed my favorite caterpillar. he's not nice…
"no, I'm NEW." I yell. Sam looks up and glares daggers at me. I could tell what she's thinking, 'don’t draw attention to the fact your different.' ok.
"well, Sorrrrrrrrrrrrry." the kid says sarcastically. "what up with your hair?"
"what up with the attitude? let's stay on THAT topic." I bark. "I was born like this." I say quieter, so my mom doesn't hear me.
"weird." the kid says looking at my hair. "why do you think you can talk to me?"
"it’s a free country." I say simply.
"you've got guts." the kid says smiling. "I'm Kevien Prickles."
"are you Bipolar?" I ask, sort of angry. now he's being nice?? I stop kicking and let my feet hit the ground, hard.
"no, what's your name?" Kevien asks. I stand up, and puff my chest out, trying to look bigger then I am.
"I already told you." I say angrily. "I'm Lilly Fenton."
"Lilly." Kevien repeats. I nod. "how old are you?"
"Eleven." I say simply. Sam's getting up and coming over now.
"I'm Thirteen." Kevien says. "what school you at?"
"Jon Hasper middle school, or in the past, they use to call them junior high's." I say sticking my tongue out.
"Lilly, we better go, Danny's probably looking for us."

HACKER!!!

Jonalicous is the biggest Bitch i've ever met! she stole my best friends account and is black mailing her, to give her a code and she'll give it back. she should be giving my friend a code!!

hacked: Tw1light

i dont believe this at all.

its really stupid to act like a celeb on stardoll. atleast in my opinion. the newest i've seen: ..Miley..C..

she has a pic,

that she posted on her page.

its really easy however to change an image, like so: (warning, this is really bad)

Real

Fake.

But it gets my point across.

ok?

g2g, dont pose!

i dont usually talk about myself here but....

since really no one has stumbled onto my site, i may delete it if i can. im really not sure what to put up here if no ones seen it or care about it. i wont take the time to post cheats, unless i get people following at the bottom there.

so, i wont be posting till that happens. ok? sorry bout that if you watch this site, i really need to know that you do, so, follow it!!!

Really stupid scam speak

!!!ATTENTION!!!
SOME GIRL SCAMMED ME!MY VERY SPECIAL PURPLE ROSE DRESS I TOLD HER NOT TO BUY AND SHE BOUGHT IT!!!SO IF U COULD PLZ FIND ME ANOTHER I THANK U VERY MUCH!!!I AM STILL TRYING TO GET IT BACK!!! thank you

i found this on some girls page on Stardoll, i have to respond: um....WHY PUT IT IN THE SHOP TO BEGIN WITH?? OMG GIRL. IF YOU DONT WANT TO SELL IT, DONT GIVE THE IMPRESSION THAT YOU WANT TO!

hey, whats up?

a blurb of my new fanfic; The Dark Ghost* (DP)
*Name Pending


Sam was a very open minded person, she would take any put down she got and use it as constructive criticism, in an attempt to make herself a better person. It never really worked as planned, it always somehow made her a two faced person. So, she trashed that idea, and went along with what Jack and Daniel did. She also hated that too, because she paid so much attention to them, she had crushed on both of them before. She was ashamed very time she thought about it. She wasn't the 'relationship' type, she didn't think. There was really nothing to be ashamed of however, if Sam had friend that were girls, they would tell her she had excellent taste in guys, both Jack and Danny had very good builds. They were cute too, not just the way they looked, their personality's were the best she could ask for. Especially with Jack or Danny. They were her family, they had become closer and closer with everything that was happening in the city.
Her and Daniel had always been close, but the family relationship between the three started when Sam's family left the city, and didn't tell Sam why. Sam knew very well why however, they didn't want to deal with the crime and gangs in the city. Sam didn't either, but she was stuck there. Recently, the government had cut off the entire city from the outside world, by closing the entrances and exits to the city, holding them all inside it like a cage.
Another thing that bugged Sam was how crowded her apartment building was. It was the 'poor' building in the city, and most of the city's residents were 'poor.' lucky for Sam, Daniel gave her the key to his apartment, so she had a place to crash when life became to much to handle on her own. Jack had offered his 'apartment' too, his room was in the basement of Daniel's building, it was a fairly big space, with more then five rooms. Sam preferred Daniel's apartment however, it was on the top floor with a full view of the city. Sam liked windows. She felt safer if she could see her surroundings.
Sam opened the door to Daniel's apartment slowly, half expecting someone to tug it open, causing her to fall flat on her face, but no one opened it. She walked slowly in and closed the door behind her.
“Danny? You here yet?” she called, her voice quivering. The apartment felt vacant to her, but it was always like that, Danny wasn't the best interior decorator in the world. He had a couch and a table in the middle of his foreur and his bed was on a raised platform, his covers were white, with a gold yarn trim. There were huge skylights, above the couch and his bed. The moon hung over the skylights, casing a weird lighting effect at night.

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have a great Monday!

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inappropriate...look where the arrow is pointing...and i didnt even move it, i just clicked, i swear.

an lol moment brought to you by Amiee: the opposite of Love...

New Hair! (make sure to shut all other sounds off)

Ashley Tisdale and Miley Cyrus look alikes!

get Megan Fox's Look!

From Transformers 2: Revenge of the fallen

lifes not fair...

((i want this Dress!!))

opening credits for sonny with a chance

i was bored:

new philosophy line

Do you like it??
i do, i think its wicked expencive though, i'll see if you could look cute for less, and still look like you have these clothes!

Hello Everyone!

Ok, Well no one now, But (i'm hopping) Really Really soon.........*crosses fingers* Anyway, things

you will see on here:

- Fanfictions (just snippits, or a full chapter)

- Cheats for Stardoll

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My Name is Amiee, AKA Cecil as i've been come to be called, (this will launch a career seriously, and my company name: Cecil, of course) I'm Currently 17 years old. i'm a very 'bored' 17 year old with nothing better to do then sit on her butt and tell you things that no one listens too ^_^ but then again, she suffers for 'nofriend' itous...bless her :(

ok, thats it, i got to go. my first Fanfiction on here is going to be in honour of the new Transformers movie, Revenge of the fallen.

Have to go!

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--*Cecil