I feel bad. This is crappy and there's not a lot but I didn't want to make you wait any longer. And I just keep getting distracted or kidnapped by my friends.

Anyway, I'm sure you'll still love me. After all something is better than nothing!

And I'll try to write fast the next part but it's 7h30 AM, still haven't slept and I'm tired. So you get this for the moment. And yes probably full of mistakes; excuse my un-working brain and the fact that English isn't even my first language.

So... enjoy this. Kay is TIRED. She wonders why she doesn't just go to sleep at normal hours. She also wonders if those chips beside her are still any good. And how long it would take her hair to all burn up? She has a lot of it. And a lighter close by. Because she's a pyromaniac. Among many things. Kay also wonders if she should go throw ice cream on one of the boys sleeping downstairs to see his shock face when she does. But then she remembers she likes that ice cream.

And Kay will shut up now.

Enjoy! :D

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Daphnee was the first one to get on her feet and automatically she stared daggers at Alex.

"Why the HELL didn't you let me throw tomatoes at THAT DOUCHE!" she yelled, fixing the "douche" in question while saying the last part.

Alex got up too, rolling his eyes, but putting his hand on her purse because it was obvious that it was just hitching her to hit him with it.

"If you hit me with that, you'll ruin it" Alex grinned hugely at her, while I got up, Blake with me.

"And you think I CARE?" she snorted, glaring a little and poked him on the chest "Party pooper!"

"Take deep breaths Daph" I chuckled.

Daphnee sighed, rolling her eyes "Where's Fun-Lexi when I want to throw tomatoes at people?"

"She was too busy drooling over me!" Blake smirked beside me and I elbowed him in the stomach and glared at him a little, mouthing "Jerk"

That just made him smile hugely so I rolled my eyes too and then looked over at Vanessa who was getting up.

"So what exactly DID you do, for this whole show thing I mean?" I asked her, changing the subject before Daph got to worked up, because well for one thing Van hadn't even been back-stage during the show, plus when she had said yesterday that she was staying late to help she was in fact doing my brother... oh god this is so gross... and well even if I was still trying to fight the mental images, I had to tease her. She was still Vanessa, my best friend since first grade.

Van just looked at me with that little annoyed look of hers, that didn't even need the roll of the eyes to tell you you were a moron "I did a lot of these okay, and it's was actually nice for them to have someone who knew what they were doing and could give them tips..."

She was obviously going to go into a rant, to shut me up maybe, but a teacher came to see her, to congratulate her or something so she turned her attention elsewhere and Blake leaned into my ear to whispered "I hope you know I restrained myself from saying at LEAST five sexual comments on that little rant of hers"

I sighed hugely and slapped his stomach yet again.

"Ouch!" Blake smirked at me, and I just rolled my eyes, as always.

"Hadn't I told you, you could stay home Blake?" a voice rang behind us before we could fight a little more.

Blake's dad.

I swallowed loudly. I mean, yes I had met him before, but I hadn't seen him as much as, let's say, Blake's mom or Anita. And I don't know there was just this "I'm important" vibe around him that made you feel like just staring at the ground when he was there.

Blake turned around and then had this bored look on his face "And miss this AWESOME show?"

His father's looked amused "Now why the sarcasm?"

"Für Elise? Did you hear that? Please tell me that wasn't one of your students?"

"Well no it wasn't but you know what? If you want to have the right to complain maybe you should have just performed yourself"

"I don't play anymore" Blake simply stated.

Somehow, I felt like this was not a new topic.

"And that's a shame because you had talent" his father answered and then obviously dropping the matter looked over at Vanessa who was done speaking with the teacher whatever "Thank you dear for the help you provided to the students, I heard they were very happy to have you around" he told her smiling.

Well it was good to know she HAD actually done something. Other than my brother.

Image mental OUT.

"I should be the one thanking you for working things out with my school and for taking care of everything, you didn't need to" she smiled at him.

"Well it was important for Blake, so it was important for me." he answered and then it obviously looked like he was needed elsewhere, people were trying to talk with him so he just nodded in goodbye and told Blake "Try to sleep tonight son. You need it" and then left.

"Ya Blake, listen to your dad and sleep" I told him, pushing playfully his shoulder with my own while we all got out of the seat row.

Blake just rolled his eyes.

"Well I guess I should be thanking you too then" Vanessa told Blake, which made him smirk.

"You should. I have been rather kind to you. I haven't even posted your nice compromising pictures anywhere. I'm planning on keeping them until you become famous and then ruin your career" Blake told her, his smirk getting wider and wider as he explained.

And Vanessa's eyes bulge wider and wider as he spoke.

And I slapped him on the arm at the end.

"Compromising picture? Ouuu I want to see THOSE!" Daph beamed, her face appearing beside Van's.

"Come on Dada!" Alex said in an exasperate voice behind her and then Daph turned around and swung her purse and hit him right on the head with it.

And there was a definite squishing sound when she did that.

"What the hell's wrong with you?!" Alex whined, rubbing his head, while Daph just opened her purse, to look at the damage probably.

"Hmm, not too bad... I could still have fun with those... Where's did that douche bag go?" she asked, looking up.

"You're starting to scare me a little Daph..." Van snorted, looking at her in disbelief but Daphnee just shrugged and walked towards the exit.

Okay... I was used to Daph weird behaviour but there was obviously something wrong with her, don't know, it was just a feeling kind of thing.

"You guys stay here; I'm going to go talk to her..." I just said and then followed her outside.

I quickly caught up with her.

"If you're here to stop me from having fun I'll punch your boobs" she said and dig in her purse, getting a tomato out.

"I'm not here to stop you" I answered.

"Good" she nodded and opened the purse for me.

I shrugged and took one out who didn't look too much like it had been pre-eaten.

"What's wrong Daph?" I asked her has she looked around the parking lot, obviously trying to find the guy.

"What? Should there be anything wrong?"

"You tell me."

"Nothing's wrong"

"Do I need to tomato you to have you spill it?" I asked, sighing.

Daph sighed too, and then stopped walking, looking down and then looked back up straight into my eyes "Tyler and Vanessa are definitely together now right? And then Alex found his manjunk and it's just a question of time before you hump your running back if hasn't already happened. So that leaves me behind. Alone. The third wheel to everyone. And everything's changing and... and don't say it's stupid to think that way. I know it's stupid. It's just the way I feel. But tomorrow I'll remember how awesome I am, and I'll go stalk Jeff at his work and beg him to give me the employee discount at the CD store and everything will be perfect again."

Aww... poor Daph. How could I say it was stupid when it actually made total sense?

"I wouldn't have said it's stupid. I understand it. It's completely understandable and it makes a freaking lot of sense. But don't worry, you're definitely not the third wheel. And well, things change at one point... But don't worry alright? Plus me and running-back, not happening... But ya... Tyler and Van... that's... ya that's..." I trailed, clearing my throat a bit.

Mental image out please?

"They totally went craze cat in the front yard, didn't they?" Daph smirked a little and started to walk again, looking around.

"In his bedroom actually..." I trailed, trying not to shudder in disgust.

"Oh my GOD! The compromising picture?"

"Ya..." I answered, dragging the "a".

"Wow. Way to go Van. Don't waste time." she laughed a little but then stopped and pointed a guy that had his back to us "Douchebag right beside the pimped up car"

"Alright so we tomato him and then?"

"And then we run away and hope the two football players that hang with us will protect us if the guy decides to be a bitch about it" she answered me and then threw the tomato right onto his back.

I burst laughing when I saw the guy's shock expression and threw my own and then went "Oh crap" and ran away with Daph.

"Did he follow us?" I asked, trying to look behind.

Bad idea, bad bad bad idea. Why did I have so many lately? Or more like, why did I hang out with so many people with bad ideas lately?

We ran all the way back to the auditorium and headed straight to where a really blond head was standing, hoping she's still be with at least Alex.

That was one of the convenient things about Vanessa. With her blond hair she was easily spotted in a crowded room.

And luckily everyone were still together.

And the guy hadn't followed us.

"What did you guys do?" Alex asked, using his Papa Bear voice.

"We tested gravity. It is true that little object are attracted to bigger, hence, my tomato was drawn to that loser big ego. He failed." Daph smirked.

"Ah Daph I missed you" Vanessa laughed.

"I know I'm amazing. Anyway. What are we doing now? Because it's just nine, the night is young and I would like to have all the juicy details, no pun intended, about you and little Tyler's IceCapades. And by details I mean positions. I hope you remembered that the missionary position isn't worth shit in the means of orgasms right?"

By then I had covered my face with my palms, completely discouraged, Blake was trying to hold his hysterical laughs, Vanessa was bright red, Alex looked confused and Tyler looked... proud?

"You know I had at least expected you mentioned that little fun fact when you came to see me today" Daph added.

"Well thanks to you for mentioning it now, in front of everyone" Van mumbled.

And Blake seemed to cough his laugh on that one.

"You're too cute," Daph grinned, pinching her cheek. "Alright so soccer field? We haven't done that in AGES." She offered.

Everyone agreed and we made our way to the cars.

Blake looked confused as he walked beside me.

"It's just an old thing we used to do. You know, Van always had wanted to make big concert type of things. So we used to go down to the soccer field close to the Rivers Park and Alex, Daph and I we would sit on the seats around and she would sing for us."

"Private show sort of?"

"Ya. But you know, we would take our turns too and do idiocies for our own parts. But you don't need to come; actually you should go home and sleep." I told him because even if I would have liked to spend more time with him he needed to sleep.

"And miss this? No way." he smirked, unlocking his car doors and even though I should have had argued with him and convinced him to go home I didn't "What did you do? For your part?"

"I threw tomatoes at the audience!" I answered rolling my eyes and got in the car.

"Seriously?"

"Oh I'm dead serious!" I answered him, nodding to myself.

"You're no fun" Blake pouted and then started the car and followed the three other ones to the field.

After a few minutes of silence I finally told him though "Fine... Depending on my mood, sometimes I would do little ballet routine, or I would tell stories I would make up on the spot"

"I wish I had seen that" Blake said, a little smile forming on the corner of his lips.

"Bleh, you didn't miss anything, I made a total fool of myself most of the time"

"One more reason to be there" Blake laughed and I don't know why I just smiled a little.

How would things have been if Blake had been there then? If I had been friends with Blake sooner?

It was funny to try to imagine Blake with us, during all those years.

Blake hadn't been here until fifth grade though. But if he had... if he had been here sooner, his brother might never have died...

What kind of person would Blake have been if his brother hadn't die? A quiet little reader? Playing alone the piano?

I looked over at him then, wondering.

He had been honest with me lately, maybe he would again.

"Blake?" I asked, breaking the silence "Why don't you play piano anymore? You were good at it right? Why did you stop?"

The car was silent for a few seconds. And then he sighed.

"Just because you're hung like a moose doesn't mean you have to do porn" Blake just answered.

I shook my head slightly "Wow, nice metaphor. I've seen that movie by the way"

Blake smiled just a little and kept silent so I didn't say a word either.

And then he started to talk "I was only playing sad pieces. Everything I played, it always sounded depressed. You know my dad he wants me to play so much because he thinks it'll bring me happiness the way playing for him brings him joy and peace. But it just torments me more. What's the use of hearing how crappy I feel? It just makes it worse."

What to say to that? It was so confusing with Blake. I had thought he was feeling a little better now, but deep down, he was still as damaged and sad as that night at the cemetery he had told me his brother was dead and he should have died instead of him...

And I really wished he could have been with us during those first years, wished he didn't have to feel all this pain now...