Strojun |◊~1~◊|

"Pancakes? What the hell? You're suppose to be some emo freak right? Where the hell do you get pancakes? Your suppose to say 'Rae' you dimwit." Heath shouted to me, making a gesture he was prepared to smack me.

Meet Heath; my first friend, and my worst friend. He's a bit taller than me and thin. More to describe him (other than a jerk) he has thin blond hair that just barely covers his eyes, which are a gray blue green. Somewhat like the sea, but a darker shade... Like the ocean at night. I've always envied him for his eyes, but despised him for how he talks about emo's. He's a skater, but looks nothing like the stereotype kind.

"Well its not like she'll say 'Rae' like she's some bloody ray of sunshine." Jeff blurted behind the huge black camera.

Now I greet you to Jeffrow. He gets quite embarrassed that his name is Jeffrow instead of Jeffrey. People used to call him 'afro,' but it soon diminished when they realized how wonderful he is. He looks like a emo nerd, but he's neither. Like me he prefers to be known as 'him' no real label. He has short thick black hair and dark chestnut eyes, he's a bit shorter than both me and Heath, but not by much. He has a slim body, thinner than me. I met him a few years after Heath, thus concluding my only two friends.

"So I like pancakes, doesn't everyone love pancakes? So I'm gonna be pancakes, now. Five four three two one.. action!" I pointed to Jeff as he glowed at me.

"Thats what I'm suppose to do!" He grumbled.

"Woah, we're live aren't we? So, dudes, shut the hell up! No more arguments. Now, I say 'Heath' and wave you say 'Rae' and wave, then we get on with the show right?" Heath looked at me then Jeff, who nodded in response - the camera still going.

"Heath." He repeated with a wave, this time not showing so much boredom, but saying it as if an order. Then he looked over to me, his dark-gray blue-green eyes almost pleading me to say the right thing.

"Pancakes!" I waved again, oblivious to the pleading look that was drained from Heath's face. He shook his head, his blonde hair covering his eyes, hiding the annoyance within. Heath sighed and recovered shaking the hair out of his face.

"So Rae is going to tell us about her day." He looked over at me and I shrugged.

"It was your typical day." I left it with that, people didn't want to know what I really did. Drumming, practicing, watching Heath skate and Jeff do homework, then the whole school enchilada. Heath raise an eyebrow out me, and accused me... again.

"So you drew black around your eyes, cut yourself and cried.... then put more black crap around your eye because of what fell down your face? Interesting. My day-" Heath stopped short as I cut him off.

"I did not! I put eyeliner on in the morning and that was it. I did not cut because I have no reason to-"

"But your emo, isn't that reason enough?" I glowered at him. If it wasn't for Jeff being there and the whole inter-web then I would have pounced on him and beat him up.

"I'm not emo! And I didn't cry because nothing sad happened. Though, your face being removed may be sad for you if you don't cut it out." I growled, tightening my fists.

"Aright, aright." Heath gave up and decided to talk about something else, not telling our viewers how his day went.

"So, moving on from your pathetic being..." Heaths voice abandoned him as I suspended the rest of his sentence.

"Hey!" I shouted, catching his insult.

"Accept it." He responded bluntly. "Now we will move on to my trick." Heath smiled as I shook my head. Some trick this will be... My thoughts trailed off. I watched as he got a large bottle of coke. Jeff directed the camera towards me and I shrugged, then both of us put our attention to Heath. He opened the bottle and paused.

"Now I will burp the pledge of allegiance." He took a huge sip and began.

"Brrr-I pl-rreee-dge..." He paused burping, pounding on his chest, and continued croaking the pledge. He got half way and then paused. "Rrr-and.. to... to.. No, I can't do it anymore. He took another large sip and tried again. No burp came out. I sighed in relief: It was starting to get boring, and was creeping up on my nerves. And then came something unexpected.

Heath farted.. I clasped my hand over my mouth and nose. I searched for a piece of paper and scribbled in large letters "EW!!" with the marker I found before the thick paper. Once Jeff got it on tape I dropped it and ran to the window.

"Air!" I exclaimed to the streets far below me, taking deep breaths of fresh air in. I heard one of the chuckle and turned to see it was from Jeff. I pushed my head out the window once more. "Clear!" I said to myself, out of breath.

"Heath! It was suppose to come out the other end!" Jeff continued to laugh.

"So thats where the rest of the gas went.." Heath chuckled to himself. I rolled my eyes. Boys...