Always the last.

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Hope you know who I am, and uh, I just want to say, 'VuTales' sounds.. funny.

Froggy says I'm the last to join. Who am I kidding? I'm always the last. >D

Just created this blog to say Hi. And I said it.

Latest updates : I failed my Chinese. F9. Uh, my life's partially screwed from a break-up, and I'm desperate. So yeah.

Random.

'Get yourselves over to my place tonight. No excuses,' Brad said, with a grin over his shoulder to Sienna and Jason before heading off with Belle.

'Do you have something else planned for tonight?' Jason inquired.

'Well. . .' Sienna gave him one of her trademark slow smiles, the kind that always made his stomach flip-flop in a good way.
'Didn't you say your parents are out for the whole night?'

'Yeah, they're out for some business dinner,' Jason replied.

'And there's no possibility Danielle is going to miss a party at Brad's. . .' Sienna continued.

That was true. Jason's younger sister would not let a party slip through her fingers, and definitely not one as juicy as Brad's. It just wasn't possible. He felt a slow smile slid across his own face. . . 'So it means we're going to be alone tonight.' Jason pointed out slowly.

'Glad you realised, genius,' Sienna teased, 'Who knows how many chances we'll get to be alone after we graduate? With all our room mates and stuff. . .' She let her sentance trail off.

She's right. Jason thought. Their next year at L.A would be great. But would it be comparable to today? Or tonight, to put it bluntly?

'Let's not think about anything but today,' Jason suggested. He pulled Sienna tighter around him, trying to absorb every detail of this moment with her, trying to lock in onto his memories with his friends in this little stretch of paradise. Because, in Malibu, things had a way of changing quickly.

Friends?

'I can't believe I got dragged out here, away from Sienna, just for this,' Jason complained to Adam. 'She was wearing that black bikini. No offense, but this is really boring, considering the fact that we've been standing in this aisle, in a drugstore, for 32 minutes.'

'Thanks for the update,' Adam muttered, picking up the small orangey-red box, one he'd already picked up more than a dozen times. Then he put it down, and picked up the small neon-green box that he'd picked up about ten times already.

Jason shook his head. 'I'm still opposed to the Night Lights. One, the name is stupid. It sounds like something in a baby's room. Two, do you really want to be illuminated down there on your first try? I mean, if you know you have the moves, then maybe, but. . .'

'But "Caution Wear" sounds like heavy-duty protection,' Adam countered. 'It doesn't exactly sound fun. Or romantic. Imagine. "Hey Bree, wait, while I slip into my Caution Wear".'

'Look, this is all an opinion. Let's just grab one, and get out of here.' Jason said.

'I heard those are the kinds they use in movies,' Adam commented, pointing at another small box.

'Yeah, and Bree would be so impressed,' Jason joked.

'I should be the one impressed, I never though I'd score such a babe. We're not perfectly matched on the social scale, but on the Soul Scale, we're a perfect match. I mean, she -'

'OK, OK, I get it. You've found the girl who is worthy of the gift of your precious virginity,' Jason interrupted. 'So pick a box, any box, and go pay.'

Adam shot a look at the counter and groaned. 'I can't.'

'Can we just leave then?' Jason asked. 'Clearly, you aren't going to need any tonight. If you cant even get yourself to buy any, I don't think you're ready for anything past that.'

'Unfair,' Adam answered. But he laughed. 'I'm just waiting for that other cashier to come back. I cant buy it from a hot girl.'

Jason rolled his eyes, and grabbed a box.

'What are you doing?' Adam demanded.

Jason didn't answer, and he just strode towards the cute girl behind the counter. He plunked it down, and looked over his shoulder at Adam who was further back in the aisle, staring intently at something on the bottom shelf.

'These are for that guy cowering in the feminine hygiene section,' Jason declared, loudly enough for everybody in the store to hear him.

The girl giggled, and Adam turned and walked out of the store.

'I'm going to kill you,' Adam announced loudly when Jason stepped out of the store. Jason slapped the small paper bag into Adam's hand. 'Good luck,' he said, already wishing himself the same thing. Tonight really could be the night with Sienna. And if that's so, he's going to need all the luck he can get.

Hi.

And bye.