Yo.

Random question, but I'll ask anyway. Do any of you have an abandoned, but still in tip-top shape (I can't believe I just said that) golf cart? Don't answer.

Well, this is the first update in a long time. I'm really sorry, but my computer crashed, so I was kinda out of it for like a month and a half, and then I got sick after. I was literally shaking, and it's boiling hot outside. But I was inside, wearing my winter coat and sipping hot chocolate while all the other kids went to school. Like it's that important. Actually, it is. Little kids shouldn't listen to me.

But, review anyways, and I'll update Lovely soon (me other story, if you didn't know).

Peace out, and keep being awesome.

Lexi. ;)

Nate moaned. His back was killing him. He looked over at his brother, and he wasn't having that much fun either. It was a bad idea to go to the mall with two over-hyper girls for three hours. They bought so. Damn. Much.

"FINALLY WE ARE OUT OF THAT HELL CITY!" Shane shouted in the parking lot, earning unnoticed stares from people walking by. Perhaps it was because he was kneeling, with his arms raised high in the air.

Mitchie slapped his arm. "Just get in the fudging car, and drive us to Haley's fudging house. And don't give me any bullshit, Shane."

"Yes, Ma'am." Shane saluted and marched to the driver's door. He slipped into his car, and slid the keys into ignition.

Haley and Mitchie flew into the back, and Nate sat contentedly in the passenger seat.

Soon, they were driving.

After twenty minutes of exhilarating discussions about nothing, the four teens reached Mitchie's house. Mitchie and Haley grabbed their bags and raced inside. Mitchie waved goodbye, and the door slammed shut.

Shane looked at the white double doors. "Well, they're nice."

Nate sighed and turned Shane's head forward. "Drive."

Five hours later, Mitchie was looking herself over in the mirror.

"Do you think I'm fat, Hales?"

Haley looked at her friend. "No, Mitch. You look just fine."

Mitchie turned to her. "Really? 'Cause I feel like a fatty."

Haley laughed. "You're not fat. Hey," Haley threw her phone to Mitchie, "call your boyfriend. I can't drive today; something about my car getting a tune-up."

Mitchie caught the phone with one hand. "Mm'kay." She dialled Shane's number. "Hey boyfriend. Pick us up."

"But why?" Shane's voice whined. "I'm going out with friends; we're gonna make ourselves sick by stuffing corndogs in our mouths!"

Mitchie shuddered. The weird things boys did. "No, you're not. You get your ass over here now, and bring Nate, too. Doesn't know Invasion Rose, idiot." Mitchie added, shaking her head.

"Okay! It'll be fun! But I'm going right after, babe."

"Don't care. Bye-bye, boyfriend." Mitchie slammed the phone shut and chucked it. It landed on Haley's bed, where she picked it up. Mitchie looked her outfit over. "Awesome! Scrumdiliumtious!"

Haley's hair was down, as usual. She was wearing a white tank top, covered by a small black vest. She was wearing black leather skinny jeans, and black high-heeled boots. She had many black and silver bracelets on her wrists.

Haley smiled. "You look really pretty too, Mitchie."

Mitchie's had a black fedora on the top of her head. She was in a red and black checkered tank top and black acid jeans. She also had silver suspenders on. On her feet were black low top converse.

"I know I do."

Haley laughed, and heard a honking sound coming from outside. "Ohmigod, they're here! We're really going to meet Invasion Rose!"

Racing down the stairs, the two girls wrenched the door open, and flew into Shane's convertible. Nate was in the front seat, looking like he'd just been in a wrestling match. Mitchie looked him over.

"What the hell happened to you?" She asked. Nate turned away, glaring at the dark sidewalk.

"He didn't wanna come, so I had to drag him to my car," Shane answered, putting his foot down. Soon, they were breaking the speed limit, Shane driving expertly through traffic. Mitchie and Haley were bouncing in their seats, while Nate was being gloomy.

"I don't wanna go," he said stubbornly, crossing his arms and pouting, looking like a five-year old that would rather watch Blue's Clues than do his homework. Mitchie cooed.

"You're so cute!" She squeaked, pinching his cheeks. "Yes you are! Yes you are! Oh, you're too cute!" Nate slapped her hands away and protected his cheeks from 'auntie' Mitchie.

"Stop it, you weirdo."

"Oy."

Haley laughed. "Oh, you guys. You're silly. But seriously." Haley looked around, and was ecstatic to see that they were nearing the place where the concert was being held. "Oh, my God! We're actually going to meet them! Invasion Rose!"

Psh, I know I'm good. I can just hear you guys now. "She kept us waiting for this whimsical nonsense?!" See how I made you guys smart by using the word whimsical? Yeah, I'm not even sure what it means, but it sounds like bells.

I don't know what goes on in my mind.

Anywho, I'm thinking of changing the band name, unless you guys like it. But here are some things I came up with.

-Fallen Midnight

-24-Bit Eyes (I realize this is random, but it came to me during Math. I know. Math and me don't mesh well together.)

-Automatic Bright

Or anything else you think might sound good. I won't take a poll, I'll just decide. I won't necessarily favor mine (though I do like the second option) but I would love to hear from everyone else. Please make it original, but not something weird like Cookies. I like cookies, but please.

Okay, now that that's over and done with, there's really nothing left to say.

Buh-bye, all you rockstars.

lexi