"Why do you listen to these kinds of songs?" Kurt asked, turning up the volume on Jay's radio.

"Why do you turn the volume up when I listen to these kinds of songs?" Jay shot back. After being stared at for a while by his friends, and realizing that the song was going to end soon, Jay started singing along to the song: "I think that I should go; something's telling me to leave. But I won't, 'cause I'm damned if I do ya. Damned if I d-d-do, damned if I do ya. Damned if I don't!"

Hideo laughed, smacking Jay on the back of the head. "Hey, maybe you should start a boy band." he said.

"Totally," Oliver laughed.

"I gave that up when I realized only Kurt and Gage could sing, even if not well." Jay explained, smiling and changing the song.

"'Cause you don't wanna go anywhere without all of us. How sweet." Hideo punched his shoulder.

"I'm driving,"

"Don't worry, we'll all end up goin' our own ways someday~" Hideo said, smiling. "It's okay, 'cause we're friends now."

They all stayed quiet for a while until Oliver murmured, "Wise words for such a wise guy." and then they all laughed.

I hope, Jay thought, singing along to "Bigcitydreams" with his friends. that Nicole'll talk to me later. Being at the dance made me kind of snappy...I was so uncomfortable.

( xD Sorry for all the long posts and that Jay's so involved with his friends. He comes from an actual book I wrote that actually has a lot to do with his friends, soooo. :3 )

(( Grr. I don't know if it was that post or the song I'm listining to. Dx ))

Nicole traced the pettrns on her dress as Emily drove her home early. Emily turned up the radio as a song she liked some on, and Nicole turned it back down "Not in the mood to listen to music." Nicole mumbled, and smiled a half smiled as she pulled up her driveway. "Thanks~" Nicole breathed, getting out of her car walking to her front door.

As soon as Nicole got to her room, she changed to her pajamas (Sp? xD) and flicked a string on her guitar. pink. pink. pink. She ploped down on her bed, and her phone rang. It was her mom. She answered with a soft "Hello?" And her mom answered, "How'd the dance go?" Nicole took a deep breath. "Fine~" She mused, "I'll tell you about it later.." When I come up a good story.. Nicole added in her mind. "Alright, I'll see you leter, Honey." "Okay, mom."

( Whuuuut? o-o )

Jay's little sister, Zooey, was singing along to a chimy song that Jay liked but didn't know the name of. Suddenly feeling affectionate, Jay came over and set both of his hands on either of Zooey's shoulders, kissing her cheek. "Hey, there, Zoo." he murmured, ruffling Zooey's hair.

Zooey looked up, surprised. Then, she smiled and wrapped her arms around Jay's neck, kissing his nose. "Hey, Jay-birdie."

Jay rubbed the tip of his nose, sitting down on the piano bench next to Zooey. "For a second I thought you were going to kiss me on the lips..." he said quietly, chuckling.

"Aha," His sister was quick to change the subject. "How was the dance?"

"Bad," Jay replied, shrugging. "Too many people. They freaked me out."

Zooey nodded. "That's understandable." She reached for another pair of headphones and held them out to Jay. "Wanna listen? I know you like this song, even if it's girly."

Jay smiled and took the headphones, putting them on. "I only know some of the words. It's in Japanese, after all....Wait, it is, right?"

Zooey nodded and played the song again. Soon, the both of them caught on, singing in Japanese together. Zooey ended up teasing Jay for sounding more like the girl singing than she did, and Jay teased her for sounding like a guy everytime she sang along to songs where males were singing.

Eventually, while still listening to the same song, Jay pulled out his cellphone and texted Nicole:

Ureshii koto kanashii koto mo zenbu marumete.
...I only think I know what that means. Heheh.
What's up?

( Yes, her name is Zooey, pronounced Zoey. When he called her "Zoo" he pronounced it "zoo" like "San Diego Zoo." o3o )

Jay chuckled, texting back quickly.

How cute. A joke.
...Unless...you're staring up at the ceiling. You know, I do that from time to time. o_o

"Jay-birdie," Zooey tugged on her older brother's sleeve. "Take me on a date."

Jay smiled. His sister tended to say that everytime she thought Jay was feeling a little down. She got it from when she was younger, and that was when Jay used to go out on dates a lot. Whenever their parents asked where he was going, Jay's reply was probably going, "Going out on a date." And then he would toss his brown and black hair away from his face and walk out the door, hands still stuffed in his pockets.

One day, Zooey and pulled on Jay's sleeve and said, "Take me on a date, Jay, not that girl." And he ended up taking Zooey to the park instead of going out with the girl he knew was using him.

"Sure," Jay pet Zooey's hair down. "Where to?"

"The park," Zooey replied quickly, and soon they were walking down the streets, each of them looking down at the ground like it could slip right out from under them at any moment.

Neither.

Nicole replied, bored. She looked out her window, and saw two figures walking tards the park, which she didint think anything of.

Ah.
Eh... I guess I really pissed you off, didn't I? You're probably like, "He's got some nerve...texting me after all that. Grr. I'm gonna bite his head off later."
Please don't bite my head off.

"You and your weird humor," Zooey said, pushing off the ground. Her swing swung up, and Jay got up and started pushing her.

"Yeah, I know that." Jay murmured, staring at his phone. "But it's more of a cruel humor than a weird humor."

"Dango, dango, dango, dango, dango daikazoku~" Zooey sang, smiling at the Moon. Whenever Zooey sang that song, it made Jay feel bad. Earlier, when he had been singing along to it with Zooey, he was about ready to cry.

Their own family had been pretty big, but relative after a relative, and they all faded. It was just him, his father, Zooey, and two cousins who barely visited anymore. Jay practically had to raise himself and Zooey after their mother died, and then everyone else started dying, too. Jay guessed Zooey liked the song so much because it reminded her of the family they used to have. He knew that was the reason he liked it.

I wont bite youre head off. And ps, you did piss me off.

Nicole texted, staring at the phone for a second before sending it. The finaly, she did. She stared out the window at a little girl on a swing set, and laughed a bit, walking to her bed, she ploped down, staring at the wall.

Ah...Well, I'm sorry.

"Textin' an angry chick, eh?" Zooey asked.

Jay winced. "H...how did you know?" he asked quietly.

Zooey shrugged. "It was just a lucky guess."

Jay winced again.

( How old is Zooey? o.o )

Nicole rolled her eyes, pressing a finger to the fog on the window, drawing a smiley face, randomly. She pulled her phone back out.

I don't know what the hell gets into you sometimes, Jay.

She typed, quickly added,

It's almost like you have multiple personalities(Sp?). You can be so sweet, and at the same time, such a jerk. 

( Twelve. o3o )

Hey, that's always a nice thing to say, you know.
But, yeah. I'm pretty sure I've got multiple personality disorder, and I've told my

Jay paused, wondering what he should say next. If he said "father" then Nicole might suggest telling his mother. And then he'd have to say that he didn't have one, she'd ask why, and it would be this whole big thing.

Hey, that's always a nice thing to say, you know.
But, yeah. I'm pretty sure I've got multiple personality disorder, and I've told my parents about it before, but they don't really seem to care.
Or maybe I've just got bipolar disorder? I dunno. -shrug-

Yes, that.
And thanks. T.T It's always refreshing to hear that your friends think you have a disorder.

Jay shrieked when Zooey tackled him, and immediately shoved her off, running off like a frightened little kid.

"Yo, come back here, ya wuss!" Zooey called after him, waving her hand in the air. "Seriously, you could run track if you wanted to."

I know it is~ :)

Nicole laughed, sending it.

(( I think we should time skip to school. only because there isin't realy anything to do just texting. Unless you have a good idea. :) ))

( 'Kay. )

Jay ran a hand through his hair, sighing. "She hates me, she hates me, she hates me..." he repeated out loud, fixing his hair. Kurt reached over and flipped his hair out to the right, and Jay turned to glare at him. "Why would you mess it up?"

"Trust me," Kurt said, turning Jay around. They were actually in the girl's bathroom, since the girl's bathrooms always have the bigger mirrors. "it's gonna look great."

"What are those scissors for?" Jay asked, his voice trembling and his eyes widening. "Don't cut my hair. I love my hair."

"Ah, don't worry," Kurt pulled the hair framing Jay's face out, and began snipping at it with his scissors. "Like I said, it's gonna look great, and Nicole's gonna be all over you."

Jay whined, then, realizing what Kurt had said, rolled his eyes. "Yeah, sure. He's really pissed off at me."

Kurt chuckled, working on the hair on the back of Jay's head now. "You said 'he'." he murmured

"Did not." Jay insisted.

"Did too."

"Okay, I did."

About fifteen minutes later, Kurt and Jay were shoved out of the bathroom by a bunch of girls, and Kurt decided Jay's hair looked, "Magnificently perfect!"

"You sound gay," Jay muttered, walking towards Nicole's locker.

"Who said I wasn't?" Kurt asked, smiling absentmidedly.

"Oh, we all know you're not."

(( He called her a he. Jerk. ))

Nicole walked, or stumbled rather, into school. She felt more clumsy the usual when she reached her locker to see Jay and Kurt waiting for her. "Oh! Uh Jay, your-" she haid mooving her hand by his hair without touching it. "What happed to you? Er, your hair." Nicole blinked "Not that I don't like it but.. what?" She chuckled a but staring at him for a moment befor opening her locker.

( Accidently! D: Gawd. )

Jay choked, and hid his face in his hands, trembling. "Kurt, you ruined my hair..." he mumbled, still shaking.

"No, no, now you can put it up in spikes!" Kurt looked up at Nicole, glaring. "Hey, thanks. Now he's gonna cry." he mouthed.

The hair on the back of Jay's head was still longer than the rest, and the hair on each side of his face fanned out along his cheeks. His bangs went down diagonally across his face, and it flipped up a bit along the edges. "I told you that you'd ruin it! You ruined my hair, my hair!"