Post by charles finley. on Oct 17, 2007 1:14:56 GMT -5
Umm;; Yeah ... Just a oneshot. haha. It's told in Ash's P.O.V, cause it makes it funny like that. And um, I wrote this for Lewis, cause I'm totally awesome like that. Hahaha. 8D; and btw, i'll come back and do all my little editing tomorrow, cause I gotta to bed after i post this.
Credit to Alan for helping me think of some good comebacks and stuff. xDDD;
Credit to Alan for helping me think of some good comebacks and stuff. xDDD;
DISCLAIMER :: If I owned American Dragon: Jake Long, it'd be on adult swim. Lewis is copyrighted to Spyder; All Rights Reserved. Liam is copyrighted to what the hell his username is now. xDD; All Rights Reserved. Ash&Plot are copyrighted to me;
RATING :: Teen for coarse language and offensive language.
RATING :: Teen for coarse language and offensive language.
The Carpal Tunnel of Love
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Bighappysigh.
Okay, okay. So it’s not the best way to start off a story, but you know what punk? It’s better than nothing, OKAY? Geez. Umm yeah … Okay, so I’m starting this off a little differently, in fact, this is more like some random diary entry of mine. But you know what? Screw you guys, I like it like this.
And again, Bighappysigh.
Okay, yeah, whatever. I’m sure you guys are wondering who I am, haha. I figured, okay? Geez, don’t need to get all kjlgsdsljkdsgj about it. Anyways, my name is Ash, which I’m sure you could tell by the random and pointless rambling above. I’m currently 14 years old, and living in New York City. My favourite band is Nickelback and I have an odd obsession with Spiderman, yet I freak out from spiders. Hahaha. Yeah, okay, onward with the story.
… I feel like I’m writing a journal or something. BUT WHATEVER. I really need to shut up and get on with this story, okay? Blah. SHUT UP AND STOP LOOKING AT ME. Don’t make me pull out my umm … CD of doom! Um yeah, whatever. Time for me to shut up and get on with this awesome love story, okay? Ha.
You see, every year, my school pulls together this big carnival thing. Why it’s in October, I really don’t know. It’s basically a carnival that’s like “OH MY GOD PEOPLES. WAKE UP AND SUFFER ANOTHER YEAR OF SCHOOL EVEN IF SCHOOL HAS ALREADY BEEN IN SESSION FOR ABOUT A MONTH” and yeah. Well, kind of, but that’s basically the whole concept of it. Plus, it’s to have fun and meet new people. Why they didn’t do this like a week after school started, I don’t have the slightest clue. Must be something to do with the whole “let’s get everyone situated and blah blah blah.” Yeah, I’m just gonna go with that theory.
Um yeah, I’m just really rambling on and on. Okay, let me get down to the story, like I promised a long time ago. Ha.
And of course, with every little carnival of doom, as I like to call it, there are always the games, the prizes, the music, and my personal favourite, the dunk booth. Well, this year, it seems that all the hopeless romantics wanted to add something.
The tunnel of love.
Don’t get me wrong, I like love an all, but really … I’d like to classify the tunnel of love under the “hopelessly hopeless romantic category”. Besides, were would we put it, you ask? We normally use our gym every year. But Noooo, this year we managed (I have no idea how the hell we managed this, but we did) to rent out a bit of the fair space that they use every year around the forth of July. And what do you know about that little space? It was just so they could get the tunnel of love in it.
I have a slight say in this, being as I’m apart of the people who plan all of this out, but of course, just like Congress, I was voted out. I felt like I was going to be burned at stake because I was the ONLY kid who said no to it. Yup, they did call me an emo, too. But of course, being as it was like Congress and all, the vote went in and the carnival choices were made. The tunnel of love was in, and I was getting the feeling that I was going to be burned at stake.
But you know what? That all happened a month ago, now to get back to were this story should really begin. Okay? Cause I’m sure you’ve all had your laughs and pointing time at me.
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“Remind me Ash, why did they put a tunnel of love at this carnival thing again?” A voice asked me, and I looked up. I shrugged, “Cause the hopelessly hopeless romantics have no life. I dunno, I was the only one who voted no, so meh. Whatever, I don’t care anymore.”
“I think you do care Ash, I think you want to drag Lewis into the tunnel of love, and then ... yeah, you see my point, don’t you dollface?” A smirk was on the boys face, and I smacked him across the face.
“Liam, shut up! That is such a lie!” I blushed, I couldn’t help it. As much as I hated to admit it, Liam was right. God, do I hate that little pervert and him being right and whatnot. Maybe I could smack him once more …. Just once more, then I would finally be happy. But he could hit me back, seeing as he was a girl … Ha. Owned. Sucker. “Ashy, you’re blushing! AHA! You so want to. Awwwww, Ashy lovers her little sex toy!”
“You ignorant f*cker,” I growled at him. His comment didn’t bug me, but that was only because I was used to him being his annoying self with his crazy sex drive. “Oh look, here comes your lover boy now!” He said, pointing his index finger to the boy who was walking towards us.
Oh dear god, how I had such an urge to shove him into the water right there.
“Lewis! Honey, DARLING, how are you doing my sweetcake?” Liam said, trying to pull himself for a hug around Lewis. “I missed you honeybunches!” Ahhh. The sweet wonderful world of sarcasm.
“Okay you two lovers, you can break it up now. This is a school event, not a gay orgy,” I said, rolling my eyes.
“But … but I love him! Nothing will separate me from my Lewis baby!” Liam retorted, basically clinging on to Lewis. Lewis started at Liam awkwardly, and then looked back at me. “No, but I will,” I said, seeing Liam quickly drawing away from Lewis and looking down at the ground. “Whatever happened to the love in this world? And the gay orgy’s? God, I miss those days,” He said with a sigh as the three of us walked on.
Yeah, something doesn’t seem right here. Normally, Lewis would have some ownage comeback towards Liam, but it appeared that … he didn’t? Well, that’s what I thought, until I saw the white iPod headphone cords dangling from his ears. Typical Lewis, never leaving his house without his iPod. And god, did he look cute right there. Oh yeah, this is just the typical thought of a girl, and I’m sure you all know this, so I’m gonna shut up now about how cute he is. Hahaha.
“Hm. I got an idea!”
Groan.
“And this would be?” I asked him, looking around. A smile light up his whole entire face.
“I’m gonna make you and Lewis go on the tunnel of love thing! And there is nothing you can do about it!”
“It’s five dollars to get on it. Five dollars per person, and you told me you were broke,” Lewis finally spoke up.
“I have my ways! I did some things I’m not proud of.”
D*mn.
We have no choice, do we?
“I’m sorry Liam, but willing having sex with a guy doesn’t count as ‘I did some things I’m not proud of’,” Lewis replied, a smirk on his face.
Oh. Owned.
“Don’t make come over there and pimp smack yo face!”
“Don’t make me come over there and kick your ass, f*g.”
Boys will be boys.
Sigh. I guess I’ll never understand them, no matter how much I try to and or want to.
“But really, you two are going on the tunnel of love and make la sexytime!” Liam said, grabbing both of our hands and jamming them together, trying (and failing badly) to get us to hold hands. I felt my face turn ten shades of red, and just to my luck, Liam seemed to notice. “Awww!” He broke out, “Little Ashy is blushing! Aww, that’s cute. And look! You two still are holding hands. I need a camera for this moment!”
“I understand it’s too complex for your brain to handle, Liam. But we are a couple, and couples tend to do that. Did you get that, or was that too much for your brain to handle?”
Oh. Owned again!
“Either way, Ash was blushing! I need a camera so badly right now,” Liam added on, walking backwards and not really caring were he was heading too. “C’mon you two! Let’s go to the tunnel of love!” A broad grin was on his face.
He just wouldn’t give up, would he?
“Remind me, why do we put up with that creep again? Hell, why are we friends with him again?” I muttered under my breath so only Lewis could hear was we walked behind … the creep … That … that perverted deviant. Freaking perverted demon child. A little Quagmire now, that’s what he is. Yes, that’s EXACTLY what he is.
“Pity. Simple as that,” Lewis replied, a smirk on his face. Ahhh, he looked so cute as his eyes shone against the sun. The way that the sun bounced off his deep, brown coloured eyes … aww, it was just too cute.
“What was that?” Liam said, grabbing a hold of my sleeve and dragging towards him. I shrugged, “What was what?” I said, acting like I didn’t know what we had just said. But being the little Quagmire that he is, he saw right through my white lie. “Really Ash, what was that?”
“Nothing, Jesus Christ Liam, it was nothing.”
Now will he believe me? Dear god, I hope so.
“Whatever.”
Success!
We walked around for a few more minutes. And I do have to admit, it was quite boring. But all the fun came once we came to the dunk booth. (Which is about ten prize things away from the tunnel of love, might I add) “You know … I think it’d be fun to go on the dunk booth … In fact, I think I will!” Liam said, walking off quickly towards the dunk booth. A smile spread across both of our faces.
“Got any money?” We both asked each other. I shrugged, reaching into my wallet and pulling it out. “15 dollars and something cents. You?” He did the same, and said, “Like 10 dollars. That should be enough for us to at least try … and when I say try; I mean get him into the booth.”
“Five bucks says I can get him in first!”
“Deal!” He replied. We shook on it, and ran towards where Liam was, desperately hoping into the bucket, feeling the water splash against his feet. “Oh hell no!” We both heard him say as we walked up, but we ignored him.
“Good thing that the person went home sick, otherwise this wouldn’t be so fun, eh Liam?” Lewis smirked, handing over five dollars to the girl who was collecting the money.
“Five throws,” She muttered, handing Lewis four balls.
This is going to be interesting. “You know what they say Ash, ladies first,” He said with a smirk on his face. “Yeah, yeah, whatever.” I said, taking the little baseballs from his hands.
One. Ohhhh, bad throw. And of course, Nickelback boy is behind me snickering. Will you just shut up Lewis?
“Will you just SHUT UP, Lewis?”
Another three throws. Another three misses, and mister music boy is behind me, laughing very hard. God, will I punch him someday. Someday, I will. You watch me, I will! Last throw … And of course, another miss.
“God d*mn Ash, you suck! My turn.”
… One of these days Lewis, one of these days. He grabbed the balls out of my hands as I paid the senior the money, and he concentrated on the target.
“Ohhh. Don’t miss, don’t miss, don’t miss, don’t miss,” I repeated to him. I saw him get annoyed at me, but hey, he did say I sucked after all. Really, he just had it coming. His hands grasped around the ball, getting ready to throw back, and right as he was about to throw, I screamed, “DON’T MISS!”
And what do you know? HE MISSED.
Oh yeah, I own.
He clenched the ball, and I knew that somehow, I was going to have to pay for what I did. Oh d*mn. I’m probably gonna get owned later on today. Grrrrr. Oh well, it was funny. I could hear Liam laughing at the fact that Lewis had just missed because of the classical, “Don’t miss, don’t miss.”
And what do you know? Lewis actually made it this time.
PLUNK. Liam hit the water, and I could see that he was not happy. As soon as his little dirty head floated above the water, I heard him say, “Lewis, you better start running. I’ll give you five.”
“A high five? Or five seconds? Either way, you’re sh*t out of luck.”
Okay, that’s enough of the owning. Let’s run before Liam rapes us, okay? Now where will we go that Liam will not find us? I mean, we could run around this place for hours, and he’d catch up to us. But there is one place he wouldn’t expect us to go into …
“Don’t even think about it.”
“What?”
“That to get away from Liam, we should go into the tunnel of love.”
“You know, I wasn’t thinking that, but that’s a great idea! Besides, it’d be funny to watch Liam go after us …”
D*mmit Ashleigh! Why’d you say that out loud? D*mn, d*mn, D*MN. God, do I regret that very much right now. But okay, I have to admit, I did want to go into the tunnel of love with him. Okay? Jesus Christ, now you know. But I think you already knew that, but WHATEVER. “Fine.”
“C’mon Ashy, I know you wanna go in there with me.” Oh, how I hated his smirking face so much right there. Oh, you don’t even know how much I hated it. No, you don’t. And you never will! Mwhaaa. Okay, enough of me now. “Now what makes you think that?” I asked him as we darted through the mist of teenagers, hearing Liam crash to the ground. Ouch, that must hurt. Even if all he did was hit the cold grass, it must have hurt. Haha. SUCKER.
“I think after dating you for a few months, you pick up on a few things, you know?” Freaking mind reader. Yeah, that’s what you are. A freaking mind reader. “Well, okay, I confess, I do … But yeah, you know what? That’s just between you and me.” He just laughed as we finally came to a stop, slowing down our pace and coming up on the dreaded tunnel of doom … er, love.
“Oh, by the way, you still owe me five dollars,” He said, taking my hand as we walked up the evil steps that lead to those little icky swan things. God, why is this on October? I mean, really? Why not … August or something? Oh, whatever. Who knows? I sighed, pulling out my wallet, and unhooking my grasp from his. I pulled out five dollars reluctantly, and handed it towards him. He just smiled and I stuck out my tongue in response as my hand became latched with his as my wallet was shoved back into my jean pocket.
“Then you pay. Screw it, I’ve got five dollars left, and I saw something back there that I really wanted, so I’m saving my money. So yeah, you’re paying.” Haha. What? Jesus, besides, it’d be cute if he paid. Well, he’s normally always cute, and I mean cute like WOAH, but that has nothing to do with the current topic! “Yeah, okay, whatever,” He said, handing the person ten dollars. “D*mn, now I’m broke. You suck Ash.” Haha. Sarcasm. Don’t you just love it? “I know, right?” I batted my eyelashes, and he just rolled his eyes, a smile on his face as we walked (um, more like ‘we were shoved’) into one of those little fake swan things that were just utterly gay.
“Do you know how corny this thing is?” I wondered out loud, looking around at all the pink decorations and stuff around us as the swan thing moved on. “Yeah …. But hey, Liam isn’t stalking us right now, so it’s all good, right?” He said with a laugh. I nodded my head, a smile on my face as I rested my head on his shoulder. His arm wrapped around my shoulder, and I said, “It’d be funny if someone started playing The Carpal Tunnel of Love.”
And what do you know? Someone started playing it! … Just kidding. Had to be said, it just had to be said. Anyways …
The plastic swan moved forward, the corny things in the tunnel of love following in front and behind us. I swear, it was just the corniest thing I have ever seen. And I’m sure a lot of people will agree with me once they get out of this thing. Ahh, oh well, it was nice to be … well, not really alone, persay, but yeah, kinda alone with Lewis.
We were silent for a few minutes, our eyes either looking at the most corniest things in the world or our feet. Deciding to break the ice, I pushed my head off his shoulder and looked up at him, a small smile on my face. I felt his hand brush up against my face, causing me to blush ever so brightly. His hand brushed a strand of my hair off my face, and I looked up into his deep, brown coloured eyes. Oh boy, I was just about ready to melt right there. Slowly, I saw him lean in towards me, and before I knew it, his lips were gently pressing against mine.
My eyes drew shut, and I found myself kissing him back before a few seconds passed by, and my arms wrapped around his neck. His arms wrapped around my waist, and I was just caught in the moment. That was, until, well …
“WOAH! IT’S GETTING HOT IN HERE! TAKE IT TO THE NEXT LEVEL LEWIS! DO IT! DO IT!” A voice called out. I could tell Lewis started to give a smile, but we stayed in lip lock as he raised up his hand and stuck out his middle finger at him. “OH! SPICY SPICY!”
We broke apart after Liam’s last comment, my arms still wrapped around his neck and his still wrapped around my waist, our faces near each other. “He just had to ruin the moment, didn’t he?” I asked with a sigh. Lewis gave a laugh, “He always does.” I smiled, thinking about how utterly true that statement was.
There was a bright light coming from around the corner, and I knew that the tunnel of doom ride was over. I unhooked my hands from around his neck, and took his hand instead. Liam was in the swan behind us, ranting something that neither of us would ever understand, no matter how much we wanted to and or tried too. The swan came to a stop, and we got out, hearing Liam’s little rants behind us.
How he had changed into his clothes, caught up with us, and got on the boat behind us is still a mystery. “Awww! Why didn’t you two take it to the next level? I HAD A VIDEO RECORDER ALL READY AND STUFF! You should have taken it to the next level!”
“Liam, what happened to your lover? You push him out 'cause he couldn't please your tastes?” Oh, b*tch just got owned by Ash. Oh yeah, I own. I own. Haha. That’s my one chance to own Liam, and it’s never going to happen again. Liam just shook his head.
“Nope, he got stolen by some skank ho,” He glared at me. I simply shrugged, “You’re gay, Liam. You’re just gay.”
“Overused comeback. Get another one.”
“Screw you!”
“Now children; fighting won’t settle our differences.”
“Screw you Lewis!”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you Ash?” He said with a smirk. I swatted him playfully on the arm. “Lewis, shut up.”
“So … What do we do now?” Liam said, breaking the few moments of silence that filled our gaps. “Oh I know!”
Groan, groan, groan.
“Let’s have a race. Last person to the edge of the park is the loser! And owes the winner five bucks. You guys in our out?” He stuck his hand out in the middle. Hey, it did sound like fun … And there was no way that I’d pay five dollars to the winner, despite the fact of the rule we made. “I’m in.” Lewis and I both said at the same time and put our hands in.
“Ready? Set … Go!”
- End Oneshot -
Yay for horrible writing jobs! haha. Yeah. xD; I wrote this cause of Lewis's and I one year ani, and YEAHHHHH. <333
Read&Review please! =D
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