Story Called Life

It's not just a plot twist or a crazy scheme.
It's not just a memory or a forgotten dream.
It's more than how the dice have been played,
And it's more than how the cards have been layed.

Perhaps, in the grand old scheme of things,
Someone has flown away on golden wings.
Maybe, you've thought you had it all planed out,
To find that there's something to make you shout.

But worry not, for it's not random chance.
There's someone above who has had it all planned.
The plot of your life was written by His hands,
Whether we like it or not,
He was watching from the stands.

So even though you think you may have lost,
Or you think that your own dreams have surely been tossed,
Remember that God is there for you with a friend,
Even when it appears that you have...reached your end.

Lame title...wrote it when I found out an Internet buddy of mine had cancer and wasn't supposed to live past this month...decided to post it today.

MR Fanfic (MPOV) Chapter eightteen

I was almost asleep when I heard Jasmine wake up in the other room. I knew she had woken up because she groaned. Usually, people only groan when they're waking up, not asleep. Although Gazzy does talk in his sleep sometimes, it's never a groan. "Jasmine!" I said while knocking on the wall.

"I hear the angels calling to me..." She mumbled, still sounding half-unconscious.

"I'll take that as a compliment. It's me, Max! I'm in the next room over!" I said, tapping on the wall again after I finished. Jasmine groaned again.

"I hurt all over..." She said. I figured she was just laying on the floor...I didn't hear her moving closer to me, but I could hear her just fine from where she was.

"Yeah. I figure you flew into the back of the wind tunnel when you wouldn't 'whip out your wings'." I said, imitating the voice of one of the whitecoats at the last part. Jasmine snorted.

"Yeah, that's 'cause I don't have wings. When do you think they'll realize that?" She asked. I heard her slowly make her way closer to the wall.

"When they do an X-ray and actually see that you have a normal amount of bones in your body." I replied dryly. I heard her lean against the wall heavily. "Do you think anything's broken?" I asked her hesitantly.

"No, just bruised. I'd know if anything was broken. Well, I like to think I'd know, anyways..." Jasmine replied. I half-smiled then sighed.

"We need to come up with an escape plan." I said to her.

"Okay, here's the plan. Ditch me, get the others, come raid the place, get me, then leave again." Jasmine said. I wasn't sure if she was being serious or not, but I didn't like that plan.

"I'm not gonna leave you hear by yourself." I replied firmly.

"Relax, Max! I'll have plenty of whitecoats to keep me company!" She said. That time I knew she was joking. She chuckled then continued. "'Relax' and 'Max' rhyme." She said with a smile in her voice. I rolled my eyes and realized it didn't have much effect through a wall...

"I just rolled my eyes at you." I said to her, like I had said to Iggy many a time.

"I figured as much." She replied quietly. "So...do you have a plan of escape for the both of us?" She asked quietly.

"...Not yet..."

"...Oh."

"...Yeah..." I leaned back and sighed.

"It's okay, Max. We'll get out. Where there's a will, there's a way." She was trying to encourage me, but I wasn't really getting encouraged. I mean, we were trapped in some nut house with...well, a bunch of nut jobs. Plus, I couldn't count on just flying away. Not with Jasmine here. I probably wouldn't be able to carry her while flying. I figured she weighed more than I did, since she was a regular person.

"We just need to figure out a plan..." I said quietly. I could almost feel her thinking. It was like, a vibe that penetrated through the wall...it was cool. In an un-cool situation...

"Are they gonna do more tests on me?" Jasmine asked suddenly.

"Probably." I replied shortly.

"Fudge." She said. I laughed.

"'Fudge'?" I asked her, smiling.

"Yeah. It's my 'alternative swear word'." She sounded like she was smiling, too. See? Even when faced with multiple difficulties, I can still smile and laugh. Danger, I laugh at thee! Death, I laugh at thee more! Ha ha ha!

Suddenly, the door opened and a tray of food slid in on the floor. The door closed as quickly as it had opened. "It's dinner time!" I said through the wall, more quietly than I had been talking before.

"What do you think the mashed potatoes are laced with?" I heard Jasmine asked quietly. I chuckled then looked back at the food.

"Those are mashed potatoes? I thought that was...radioactive waste..." I said slowly. I heard Jasmine laugh and it brightened my spirits to know she wasn't all down about this. She was laughing in the face of danger, like me. Which started to show me just how much like me she really was...

MR Fanfic (TPPOV) Chapter fifteen

Fang opened his eyes and groaned. He looked around and saw Kalie and Sam walking around, making sure everyone was okay. Fang sat up and rubbed his head. It hurt like crazy. Kalie looked over at him and smiled.

"Hey!" She yelled as she ran over. "How ya feelin'?" She asked as she knelt down besides him.

"Awful." Fang replied shortly. He looked past Kalie and saw Gazzy waking up on the ground. Angel was sitting a little ways away, curled up with her head on her knees. She looked like she was crying. Fang turned the other way and saw Things 1 and 2 sprawled out on the ground with Nudge nearby.

"Where are Iggy and Jasmine?" Fang asked, trying to remember what happened. Kalie looked away.

"Well, you got knocked out before you saw, didn't you? Well, um, they wanted to take Jasmine, but she wouldn't go willingly, so they conked her over the head with the barrel of a gun...then they shoved her in a big sack...We tried to get her back, but I got knocked out like, five seconds after Jasmine was in the sack, so I don't know what happened to Iggy..." Kalie looked down and frowned. Fang stood up and hissed in a breath.

"I'm fine." Fang said as Kalie stood up to help him. Fang walked over to Gazzy and looked him over. "You okay?" Fang asked as he knelt down to Gazzy's level. Gazzy nodded and rubbed his head.

"My head hurts, but other than that I'm okay...I think." Gazzy smiled up at Fang weakly. Fang ruffled Gazzy's hair then walked over to Angel.

"Ange...you okay?" Fang asked slowly. Angel looked up at him with teary eyes.

"No! They took Max, then they took Jasmine! And Iggy's gone too! Where are they all?" Angel asked. She buried her head in Fang's shoulder and sobbed.

"It's okay, Angel. We'll find them. I want you to stay with the others. I'm going to go look for Iggy." Fang said in a whisper. Angel sniffled and nodded then stood up and walked over to Kalie and hugged her. Fang sighed and stood up then opened his wings. He hissed in a breath as he felt the pain it brought, but quickly shook it off. He took to the air and began flying overhead looking for Iggy.

Fang started with circles, then wider circles, then he just started flying around over the field and bordering woods. He didn't see Iggy anywhere. Why would they want Iggy? Fang wondered to himself. He could see why they'd want Max and Jasmine...Max because she was the leader, Jasmine because Max might be a decoy and she could be the real one. But Iggy? Why would they want him? "IGGY!" Fang yelled as loud as he could. He didn't hear a reply. "IGGY!" Fang yelled again. Iggy was like a brother to him, just like Gazzy was. Suddenly, Fang's ears picked up the distant sound of his name being called. "IGGY!" Fang yelled again as he flew towards the sound of the other shout.

"Fang!" Came the reply. It was louder, and it was Iggy's voice. Fang looked around frantically and saw Iggy limp out of the woods below him. Fang dove down and landed in front of Iggy. Iggy smiled weakly at him. Fang noticed he was leaning with one hand on the tree next to him and his other arm wrapped around his side.

"What happened?" Fang asked him. Iggy moved his arm and Fang saw a lot of blood on his side and sleeve. Immediately, Fang took off the hoodie he had been wearing and rolled up the body of it, wide enough to cover Iggy's wound, then wrapped the hoodie around Iggy's waist and tied the sleeves into a knot on the opposite side of the wound.

"They shoved Jasmine...in a sack..." Iggy panted. Fang thought he looked paler than normal, if that was possible.

"Can you fly while you talk?" Fang asked. Iggy nodded. "If you start to fall, let me know, okay?" Fang asked as he watched Iggy fly into the air. Iggy managed a pained chuckle as Fang flew up behind him. Fang led the way back to the others as Iggy continued explaining.

"The M-Geeks that had her started to take off, but I grabbed a couple of them by the ankles and screwed up their flight pattern...they bit the dust and I moved onto the ones that were holding the sack. I grabbed a couple more by the ankles, but they were a bit more steady, so they just kept...flying." Iggy took time to catch his breath then continued. "They flew for a minute or two, really fast, and I had to hold on really tight so I didn't fall. Eventually...they realized I was still holding on...so one turned around and aimed his gun at me. I rolled to the side...so I didn't get shot square on...but they hit my side and I fell down...I don't know how far...and I just barely caught myself with my wings..." Iggy finished and sighed. Fang glanced up over his shoulder at Iggy and scowled.

"You shouldn't have done that." Fang said quietly.

"I had to do something. I didn't...want them to take her away...without a fight." Iggy managed to get out. He was getting weaker.

"We're almost there, Iggy. Hang on, okay?" Fang said. He looked down and ahead and saw the faint group in the distance.

"How...far?" Iggy asked, panting.

"Not too far. Just stay with me, Iggy." Fang replied firmly.

"I...don't think...I can...Fang..." Iggy said. Fang looked up at Iggy and saw his eyes fluttering. Fang flew up and caught Iggy, just as he started to drop.

"Iggy, stay with me!" Fang yelled. He looked towards the group again and saw they were getting closer. Fang flew a little lower and tried to keep himself airborne. It was harder when he was carrying twice his weight.

After what felt like forever, Fang landed in the midst the rest of the group. "You found him!" Kalie said. She smiled for a second, then a worried look came to her face. She glanced at Sam, who was already walking towards Fang and Iggy, and Sam nodded. Kalie reached into her back pocket and pulled out a small cellphone.

"What's that for?" Fang asked as he panted. Sam took Iggy and layed him on the ground. Sam began looking over Iggy's wounds as Kalie answered Fang's question.

"For calling 911." She said gravely.

"You have a working phone?" Fang asked unbelieving.

"It can't call anything other than 911. All cellphones can call 911 as long as they have battery life." Kalie said as she finished dialing. "Anyone remember where we are?" She asked, looking around for a sign.

"Ohio." Gazzy chimed in.

"WHERE in Ohio?" Kalie asked. Suddenly, she started talking to a 911 operator.

"Dayton, I think..." Nudge said wearily. She looked at Fang and nodded, meaning she was all right. She walked over to Iggy and helped Sam figure out how bad it was. Sam had shed his shirt to make another bandage for Iggy's still bleeding side. Gazzy and Angel came over to Fang and stood by him while Thing 1 and Thing 2 flew into the air to keep a lookout for the ambulance. Angel put her small, smooth hand into Fang's larger and rougher one. She squeezed it and he looked down at her.

"Will we be okay?" She asked softly. Fang nodded.

"Everything will be okay." He replied. He tried not to think that he didn't actually know that they would be okay...

MR Fanfic (MPOV) Chapter nine

All of us got into a fighting stance, including Jasmine, although hers was a bit shaky. "Okay, guys. There aren't that many M-Geeks, so take out as many as you can and we should be good. Unless they have guns. If they have guns, that's a different story." I couldn't make out any guns, but you can never be too sure. The M-Geeks landed and looked a little confused at the sight of two me's. I can't blame them. It confused me, too. "Max-HIH-mum Ride," one chimed. "Come with us." He said again. I rolled my eyes.

"Which one?" I asked, cocking a bit of a smile. There was no response for that. So we started kicking butts. We all went for the one closest to us, including Thing 1, Thing 2, and Angel. We were all going at it. It was a good fight. It didn't last too long, though, because we had more people. So, a battle that would usually last twenty minutes, only lasted fifteen. In those fifteen minutes, I snapped robot backs, clunked robot heads, and bumped into Fang. I blushed. That almost made me got hit by an M-Geek, but I ducked after seeing him in my peripheral vision.

Once all of the robo-heads were on the ground, I looked around to make sure everyone was still alive. We were. We were all panting, and had some scrapes and bruises, but we were all alive. I noticed Jasmine was sitting on the ground, panting hard. "You okay?" I asked her as I walked over to her. She nodded.

"Just a bit winded. I've only been in a real fight once before this...the one at the mall... And my shoulder hurts..." She replied. She rubbed her shoulder and winced. It looked kinda odd and...out of place, almost. I knelt down and looked at her shoulder, feeling it carefully.

"Hey, Iggs, can you come here and check out this shoulder?" I called to Iggy. He was better at this stuff than me. Iggy walked over and bent down to feel Jasmine's shoulder. He rubbed it a bit and she winced again. Iggy put one hand on the front of Jasmine's shoulder and the other on the back of her shoulder.

"You're gonna feel a little pressure, then a pop...and it might hurt a bit..." Iggy said as he rubbed her shoulder with both hands. Suddenly, he moved her shoulder back and there was a distinct "pop" that came from her shoulder. She jumped and scrunched her face up while hissing in a breath. Her jumping made me jump, in turn.

"Does that feel better?" Iggy asked.

"At the moment, no." Jasmine hissed. "But I'm sure it will get there..." Iggy smiled and rubbed her shoulder just a little bit more before backing away. I stood up and looked at the new group.

"Okay, we need to get moving again. Let's get up in the air and-" I stopped talking and realized Jasmine couldn't fly. Fudge. I thought, looking back at Jasmine, who was now smiling at me.

"Try not to forget I'm here, okay?" She said, standing up and holding her shoulder. I let out a laugh that was completely fake and headed for the car.

"Who wants to drive?" I asked, my voice totally giving away my mood. My mood, by the way, was not happy. Kalie jumped at the thought of driving, but I shook my head no.

"Too young." I said, and her shoulders slumped.

"Please, not Fang!" Jasmine said. Fang glared at her.

"I'll drive then." I said, walking over to the drivers seat. "Everybody pile in!" I said. "Don't forget to buckle up!" The rest of our now expanded group squeezed into the van.

"If it wasn't tight before, it is now!" Total yelled, sitting on Angel's lap. Fang crawled into the passenger seat and buckled up. I heard Sam and Kalie whispering in the back.

"We can fly, you know..." Kalie suddenly said. I shook my head.

"Nope. I don't want you flying off and telling Itex what we're driving and where we're going." I said, starting up the car. I heard some grumblings, but I ignored them. And then, we were off. All...twelve of us??

...huh...

Okay, so on Tuesday, I got sick with like, the flu...I think it's the flu...everyone in my family except for my older/younger brother has gotten it. I'm still not back to 100%. I'm hungry...but I'm afraid to eat... >.> Also, who's my third follower? I know who Christine is, I know who Briant is, but who are you, #3? :P Okay, I think that's it for this post...blech...sick=not fun. Remember that next time you're thinking about getting sick... :P

It's our anniversary!

About, anyways. My tummy ache and I have been together for a whole year! :D *fake happiness* Woo-hoo! It was about this time last year when I got my first tummy ache in this series...or mess...or saga. I call it "Episode 3: Return of the Pain!" :P Last year, between the 21 and the 28, we went to Little Cesar's pizza, and I got my first tummy ache...the beginning of Episode 1...Oh well, at least I'm not moping! I want flowers and get well cards to celebrate, cause if you have a year long tummy ache, you don't get "Get Well Soon!" cards, or flowers. If you have surgery or something like that, you get that stuff. IT'S NOT FAIR! *whines* :P *sigh* Well, I'm off...

*cue whiney voice here*

My teacher is so mean! I was supposed to write this assignment for Grammar class, and she gave me a B!! MINUS! *sniffle* And she said one of my sentences was CRAPPY! *sobs* Her exact word! *sniffle* she's so mean! She didn't even have any sympathy when I produced (semi) real tears! (okay, so they were totally fake...) WAAAAH! *glares at mother--I mean teacher) So mean. JUST BECAUSE I WROTE A BOOK DOESN'T MEAN EVERYTHING I WRITE IS GONNA BE PERFECT!

*Note this message was totally sarcastic*

Well, that's all, folks...

According to the doctors, I'm crazy. But you all already knew that. :P Seriously though, we've hit a dead end. No more. Nothing else we can do. My stomach ache will forever remain a mystery. They have found nothing medically wrong with me, but I think--no, I KNOW that it's NOT in my head. If it was, I'd have a tummy ache all the time, or whenever I thought about the thing that I was depressed or whatever about. But I get a stomach ache WHEN I EAT and AFTER I EAT. So that wouldn't make sense. That, and I think there's a girl with the same thing I have. I have to get more info before I know for sure, but I'm pretty sure that we have the same thing. *sigh* You know what, you'd think I'd feel worse than that, but I don't. I know that there's a plan for my life, and I know I'm not crazy. I know God's gonna help me. I know He'll help all of you too. Prayin'.

Ugh. Blech. :(. Sick face here.

Okay, so we (we meaing my family and I) went to the doctor's on Wednesday. I have been transfered from the pediatric doc, to the big doc. We went in and had the most thorough doctor's visit EVER which was acctually good. Becuase they didn't just say "Oh, you have a tummy ache? Well, here, take this new pill and let's see what it does. Bye bye!" He acctually asked about, like, everything. And it was pretty cool. We have more tests scheduled, but until then, we don't know what's wrong with mii. And, to boot, we're pretty sure that I'm having reacurring ovarian cysts. So I get pills for that too. (They're orange, in case you cared) And, as an even better bonus, last night I woke up at about 4:00 a.m. (so it was really early this morning) and went into the bathroom. I woke up becuase I had a tummy ache...then I threw-up. First I threw-up in the toilet, but the second time was on the floor. Oops. I went back to bed for...I don't know for how long, but I didn't really fall asleep, then I got back up, went back into the bathroom, and puked again. Basically, it was just phlem. (Or however you spell it) I went back to bed...again, but didn't sleep. Instead, I got up once more and...you guessed it, I threw-up again. That was the last time, but I'm not feeling very good today. I had a piece of toast for breakfast, and I feel like I have a cold. COULDN'T I JUST HAVE ONE THING WRONG WITH ME?!? Sorry, just a question I've been asking. Oh well, pain builds character. :P Well, I'm sure this will come in handy one day. Until then, keep praying for me, please. I keep on praying for you.