Buzznet: All Media by anticaution

It's all in my head, but at least it's a start.

anticaution — 2008-03-21T03:32:00Z

[Title is lyrics from "Fifth Period" by Leathermouth]

A bunch of updates. Read, please.

First off, YES I am working on Chapter 28.
It's kinda complicated though, because it's the party and there's a lot of characters involved so I have to organize everything and make sure it all works then figure out how to chop the whole thing up into chapters that make sense. o.o

I already mentioned that I would be working on a trailer sort of thing, right?
I think I did. =S
So, uh. Other stuff I'm working on... there's a lot.

Sarah (kissofeternity) and I are writing a Frerard one-shot.
Dunno when that'll be posted, because we live half an hour away from each other - by plane.
We started it like a couple days ago, while I was visiting her.


	↑ ← Bored while working. HAHA.

We also did an acoustic cover of "She Doesn't Get It" by The Format.
Hopefully Sarah'll post that soon, but she won't be on buzznet for a while so I dunno.
In the meantime, listen to the real version. =D

Might take a couple minutes to load, but if that doesn't work, go here.

Hmmmm. What else?
I've started work on my next fanfic, I'm The Kind Of Human Wreckage That You Love.
So I'll have enough written by the time I start posting it that you guys won't have to wait weeks for new chapters.
You: Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!

I'm gonna advertise two of my best friends' fanfics one more time.
Crystal (atavan) - Mostly Panic! At The Disco so far, featuring Pete of course. Major Keltie Colleen and Ashlee Simpson bashing. It's funny, too. Read if you like stuff like that. xD *click*
Sarah (kissofeternity) - A Paramore fanfic. It's based on something Sarah's going through. I've seen a preview of what's coming up soon and it's gonna be dramatic. Read please! *click*

I think that's it for now.
If you read this far, I LOVE YOU. =D

xoxo
Ashleigh

Sing Us a Song, and We'll Sing It Back to You {Chapter XXVII}

anticaution — 2008-03-08T21:20:00Z

Recap: "Second place goes to..."

Jeremy’s POV

“Panic! At The Disco!” the host yelled, announcing the second place winners.

Hayley, Zac, Josh, Katie, Amy, and I all gaped in silence. Paramore had won first place. We had a record deal.

Sweet.

Just at that moment, someone slammed into me. “Jerm, he has a girlfriend!” my sister wailed.

“Who? Jon?” I asked, bewildered. “Jon has a girlfriend?”

“Yes!”

“No freakin’ way,” I said in disbelief. Because I didn’t believe that. “He likes you. I mean, have you seen the way he looks at you?”

“Her name is Violet, and she’s nice!” Ciara spat, making ‘nice’ sound like a bad thing. In this case, maybe it was. I blinked, not knowing what to say. Ciara blinked, trying to hold back tears.

“And our first place winners are… Paramooooooooooore!” the host screamed into the microphone, snapping my attention back. “Why don’t you guys come on up here?”

As the Farro brothers and Hayley were starting to push their way through the crowd, Katie gasped. “I think I see Pete!” she said, and took off in his direction.

Hayley’s bright hair was disappearing, too. “Come on, Jeremy!” she yelled. Although I couldn’t hear her over all the noise, I could read her lips.

“Stay here with Amy for a sec, okay?” I told Ciara. “I’ll be right back.”

Katie’s POV

“Wentz! I’ve been looking all over for you!” I called to Pete as I slowed down.

He turned around. “Hey Katie, check this out. I just signed these guys!”

“W-what?!” I stammered. Paramore was onstage at the moment. This couldn’t possibly be…

I stepped out from behind Pete so I could see the people he was talking to. It was Panic! At The Disco. The second place winners. This wasn’t making sense.

“To my label, Decaydance?” Pete explained, like it was obvious. “They just got a record deal.”

I stared hard at the four guys, who looked like miniature Blink-182 clones. The expressions on their faces all screamed ‘starstruck’. They were so… amateur. And they hadn’t even had to work hard for the deal they had just gotten. They hadn’t even won first place!

“But Pete,” I hissed, so that only Pete could hear. “These are the second place winners. Weren’t you gonna give the deal to the first placers?”

“Huh? I never said anything about that,” Pete said, giddy smile still on his face. “But did you hear these guys? They were amazing! Their sound is so new, so fresh; I think they could go places with that.”

“They were pretty good,” I said, my smile feeling unbelievably forced. Which it was. I turned to the guys. “Congratulations.”

They beamed back at me, not bothering to ask who I was because they were just too shocked.

“I’m gonna… go now,” I said to Pete uncertainly, turning to leave.

“See ya,” Pete replied. “Oh! Katie, there’s gonna be a party at your house after this. Mikey told me to tell you. We planned it yesterday, but you were out all day and all night. I told you about the fireworks already, didn’t I?” He was talking really fast again, something he did when he was excited.

“Yes you did, Pete.” I rolled my eyes. “Bye.”

I found Paramore at the same place I had left them earlier. They looked so happy…

I wasn’t going to tell them. I just couldn’t. This was all my fault.

And I guess it showed on my face as I walked over to them as slowly as possible, because Josh instantly came over and asked me what was wrong.

I wanted to lie and say I hadn’t actually found Pete, but I couldn’t lie to Josh. So I just stayed quiet.

Ciara’s POV

Okay. So he has a girlfriend. So what? I was getting over it. Until I bumped into him on my way out of the bathroom.

“Hey, Ciara!” he called. He was alone this time. “Funny how we keep bumping into each other.”

I smiled, nervous. “Yeah.” The fact that he was taken pissed me off. Now I couldn’t talk to him without the awkwardness. Not that it was awkward for him. Just for me. It sucked.

“So, what’s up now?”

“Nothing, really. I’m happy,” I replied, putting too much emphasis on the ‘happy’. Realizing this, I expounded on it. “My brother’s band just won first place and got a record deal!”

“That’s amazing! And strange,” Jon added. “My band got signed too. By Pete Wentz.”

He covered his mouth after that last bit of information, apparently not supposed to have given it out. It was adorable. Until his girlfriend came over.

“Awww, you look so cute when you do that!” Violet singsonged. And I quickly got over the cuteness of Embarrassed Jon.

Which made me think… what the hell was going on? Pete signed two bands? Sounded unlikely.

“Hey, uh… I was just going…” I told Jon, hoping it didn’t seem weird that I always left right after Violet arrived.

“Actually, we have to go too, Vi,” he said to her. Great. Now it was awkward for both of us.

“Okay! See ya, Ciara!” Violet called to me brightly. I was already walking away.

I dashed back to my group of friends and pulled Katie aside. “Katie. What the fuck is going on?”

“Um. Uh.” Katie swallowed, looking like a deer in headlights. “What are you talking about?”

“Jon’s band got signed by Pete. I thought Paramore was supposed to,” I spelled it out for her.

“I think… all of this was just a misunderstanding.” She tried to leave, but I held her back.

“What do you mean, a misunderstanding?”

“Ciara, I really don’t know! I went to find him and he was just standing there talking to them. Could you, like… not talk about this right now?” she pleaded.

I raised an eyebrow and stayed silent. Katie was acting really strange.

“I’m sorry, Ciara,” she apologized. Good. “It’s really stressing me out, too. But Pete’s having a party at my house later. He could change his mind before them.”

It sounded unlikely, but I could tell she was frazzled. “Okay… I guess.”

Katie sighed, glad to escape.

Hayley’s POV

Text message sent to Bekah 11:11 pm:

BEKAH!! i miss you, you little bitch. leaving me here in this stupid town with no people except for… nah. i’ll tell you when you get back. it’s huge – in a bad way. aside from that, nothing new here except a RECORD DEAL! you should have been here. it was crazy. damn you. you probably don’t even have your phone right now. we need to have a sleepover. love you. sorry if this message didn’t make sense. you know me. --haylerrrrrs

The 11:11 in the corner of my phone’s screen caught my eye. I wished for the usual – Josh.

Less than ten seconds later, he was standing right in front of me. My heart did the usual – a whole bunch of weird flips before finally sinking.

“Hug!” Josh said, a big grin on his face.

I practically melted into his arms, something I hadn’t been able to do in a while. But there was no sign of Katie anywhere near us.

“Thank you so much, Hayls,” he said relatively quietly, since his mouth was right by my ear. “For being so fucking talented. You’re amazing. I’m sorry for being a jackass when you first suggested the song. You were right. You’re right about mostly everything. I know it’s been rough on all of us for the past week, and there’ll probably be more times like this in the future, but we got through this one and we’ll get through those. And thanks also… for being the only person I would ever do this with.” He shook his head. “What would I do without you?”

I smiled blissfully, although I was trying to hide the effect he had on me. “You wouldn’t be able to do anything at all.”

He laughed. “You’re probably right about that, too.”

I sighed. “I love you way too much for my own good.”

“I love you more!” he countered.

I rolled my eyes. “Impossible.”

“True!” he insisted.

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No freaking way.”

Suddenly, his lips were on my cheek. “Yes freaking way,” I felt him mumble.

In less than a second, my heart sped up to about thrice its normal rate, sending my mind into overdrive while also cutting off any rational thought. I even considered the ridiculous possibility that he had broken up with Katie, but I knew that wasn’t true. Right now, I really, really, really wanted it to be.

Not knowing what else to do, I just laughed and called him a loser.

Josh laughed too. “I’m not a loser. I’m a winner. So are you!”

He held a hand up. We high-fived, grinning.

“I’m gonna go find Katie, she said we all had to leave in a couple minutes. There’s gonna be a party at her house.”

I nodded, and bravely kept the smile on my face until he had let go of me and turned away. Then I let my face fall, and got out my phone to send another text to Bekah.

Text message sent to Bekah 11:14 pm:

boys suck. remind me never to fall in love again. although you probably won’t have to, because i don’t think i’ll make it out of this one alive.

This one was sort of long-ish. I think. =D ... YAAAAAAAY!!

Sorry if it was confusing. It probably was. It'll get cleared up in the next chapter (which will be up ASAP).

And thanks to Crystal (atavan on Buzznet) for helping me with this chapter.

If you liked it, go check out her fanfic. There's only one chapter so far, but the next one'll be up soon.

I'm gonna put that in big letters so people see it. Sorry if it's annoying, but SHE NEEDS READERS.

READ ATAVAN'S FANFIC!!!

xoxo

Ashleigh played bass in front of a thousand people yesterday. ;]

Sing Us a Song, and We'll Sing It Back to You {Chapter XXVI}

anticaution — 2008-03-02T05:35:00Z

Recap: An amused look crossed his face. "Okay."

Ciara’s POV

“I need you to pretend we’re together,” I told Jon. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I couldn’t decide if it was meant to or not.

“Huh?” Jon asked, looking confused now – and so cute, at that.

“Pretend we’re a couple! I’ll explain later,” I hissed, getting even more paranoid.

“Oh- okay then.”

“Hey, Ci, who’s this? He the guy you told me about?” a disgustingly familiar voice asked. I spun around, almost bumping into Darren. He laughed. ‘Cackled’ was more like it.

“Don’t call me that!” I snapped. “And yes, he is. Not that it should matter to you.”

Jon slipped his arm around my waist, the protectiveness seeming real. I wasn’t surprised. Darren did give off a creepy vibe when he was acting like this.

“But what if it does matter to me, Ci?”

“Then… then…”

As I struggled to think of a snarky reply, a girl drifted over and draped herself over Darren. She had blonde hair with the brown roots showing, a completely fake tan, and the shortest skirt I had ever seen. It ended about a quarter of an inch below her butt. Her breasts were nearly hanging out of her navel-baring tube top. Behind me, Jon pretended to gag. I tried not to laugh.

“Babe, who’s this?” the girl asked Darren. I remembered that voice. High pitched, annoying. It was the girl on the phone that night. Lucy.

“Nobody, Luce,” Darren replied as they turned to leave. “Just a whore of an ex-girlfriend who can’t seem to get over me.”

I knew he had meant for me to hear that, and I tried to hide my reaction, but my mouth dropped open anyway. He glanced at me over the shoulder that didn’t have a Lucy stuck to it and smirked before disappearing into the crowd.

“I can’t believe… ugh.” I was so mad that I couldn’t form a proper sentence.

“Don’t let him get to you. He’s just about the biggest asswipe I’ve ever seen,” Jon remarked, still staring after them in disgust. His hand was tracing small circles on my back. It had a calming effect, and I shivered. “Are you okay now?” he asked.

“Sure,” I replied, knowing I didn’t sound convincing enough.

He opened his mouth to say something, but just then someone came over and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around, breaking contact with me. “Violet, hi,” he greeted the girl, his voice going all mushy.

My heart sank. A million times.

“Ciara, this is Violet, my girlfriend. Vi, this is Ciara, I met her at a CD store a few days ago,” Jon introduced us.

Violet was petite, brunette and looked part Asian. I felt inferior and boring compared to her.

“Ciara? That’s an awesome name. I love your hair!” were Violet’s first words to me. She was either really bubbly, or really fake. I knew it wasn’t the latter, but I couldn’t help thinking it.

We shook hands and I managed a smile. “Nice to meet you, but I sorta have to go now… I ran away from my friends, and they might be looking for me,” I added as an excuse when I figured my sudden departure might have seemed overly strange. Then I realized that my explanation probably sounded even stranger. Oh well. Jon understood, and Jon was the one that mattered. I gave him a tight smile and spun around before it got too fake.

“See you around,” he called, and I could almost hear the grin on his face. Just like that first day at the CD store.

“What was that about?” I heard Violet asking him.

I didn’t turn back.

Katie’s POV

My heart pounded. They had just announced the third place winners. I recognized the bassist and drummer from the last band of the night come onstage to accept the cash prize. The guitarist and singer were nowhere to be seen. Second place would decide everything.

I had Josh’s hand in a tight grip, and I grabbed Amy’s too. Josh was playing with his lip ring, looking adorably nervous.

“Starts with a P… Second letter A…” The host cleared his throat. “Second place goes to…”

This chapter is short, late, and sucky. I know. >.< I'm really sorry. REALLY sorry.

I meant to post it a week ago, but school is giving me hell and it was even shorter last week, so I decided to work on it over the week and make it a bit longer. The net one will be longer and better, I promise.

Also, I've been thinking. Since I'm introducing a lot of new characters, I'm gonna make a sort of mid-story trailer. To introduce everybody. Hard to explain. But basically another video to help you guys understand the story better. I don't know when I'll be able to have it up, but I'll be working on it this whole week. Along with the next chapter. =]

xoxo

Asher! xD

anticaution — 2008-02-12T02:53:48Z

Sing Us a Song, and We'll Sing It Back to You {Chapter XXV}

anticaution — 2008-02-11T00:42:00Z

IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE PREVIOUS 2 CHAPTERS, GO READ THEM.
(I posted 3 in a row, so you might have missed them.)

Recap: ... made her sound less than perfect for once.

Jeremy’s POV

I couldn’t stop thinking about her. The girl in the crowd. Maybe if I had only seen her that one time from a distance, I would have been able to forget her. But no, I had seen her again while I was waiting outside the bathroom for Hayley and Ciara.

She had smiled at me, that bright smile that left me speechless. I like to think she recognized me. Predictably, I only responded with a smile of my own after she had disappeared into the bathroom. Then I had banged my head against the wall a couple times, but stopped when I realized it might have been audible from inside the bathroom.

I sighed. I’d been waiting here for at least fifteen minutes now, twenty at most. Still no sign of Hayley or Ciara. That was understandable, though, since Hayley probably had to retell her whole story, and considering the uncontrollable sobbing, that would take a while.

The host came onstage and announced the last band to play, but I didn’t catch their name. The guitarist sucked, and the singer wasn’t so great either. But the bassist and drummer seemed to know that, and played extra-loud. Maybe it was just their egos. But they really were talented. The pounding of bass and drums filled the room, drowning out all other sound and creating a steady vibration that seemed to draw everyone in. They were playing a strange reggae-sounding beat. The singer eventually gave up and put his microphone back in its stand, then climbed up on one of the amps to watch.

I closed my eyes, sinking into the music, trying to get my mind to behave, but just as I did, the bathroom door swung open.

The girl and Ciara were walking out of the bathroom, talking animatedly. Ciara was laughing. Hayley trailed behind them, smiling to herself.

I blinked to make sure I was seeing straight. I was. The girl was pointing at me. They came over and formed a little circle, Hayley and Ciara to my left and right and the girl across from me.

“There you are,” Ciara said. “Sorry for taking so long.”

I looked at Hayley, trying to figure out whether she was fine for now. I knew she had been crying, but her makeup covered that up. The orange stripes actually looked fresh. She caught my mental question of ‘are you okay?’, and nodded slightly, then shrugged, disguising it as a shiver. It was better than a flat-out no, I decided.

“Simone, this is my brother Jeremy. Jerm, this is Simone. She knows,” Ciara said matter-of-factly.

Simone and I shook hands, and I realized she had been staring at me, searching, trying to figure something out. I felt inadequate.

“Hi?” I cursed myself for making it sound like a question.

“Hey.” That smile again. “I saw you playing. Your band was amazing. Best of the night,” she said, sounding so sincere. Everything about her just radiated non-fakeness. I liked that.

“Thanks,” I replied, dumbstruck. I bit my tongue to prevent adding ‘I saw you in the crowd, you looked amazing too.’

I noticed that Ciara was looking back and forth between Simone and me with a mischievous glint in her eye. I looked back at her questioningly. I knew that look. She was plotting something.

“’Sup?” Josh came over between Hayley and me, and slung his arms around our shoulders. Simone’s eyes darted to Hayley, and I knew she knew that this was the guy Hayley was breaking down over.

Katie was right behind him. “I’ve been looking all over for Pete. Can’t find him anywhere. I think the winners are gonna be announced soon, though. This is the last band. Bassist and drummer are good, huh?” she said, all in one breath.

“Simone, this is Katie and Josh,” I introduced.

“Hey,” Simone greeted them. She flashed me a look of understanding as she shook hands with the two of them.

Suddenly, the smile on Ciara’s face disappeared. “You guys… Darren’s here,” was her brief explanation before she took off.

Ciara’s POV

“Fuck,” I muttered to myself as I nearly slipped on a wet spot on the floor where someone had spilled their drink. I dodged past a few more people before stealing a backward glance.

Darren was still on my tail.

I couldn’t believe it. The creep had followed Josh and Katie, who had unknowingly led him to me. And now he was chasing me through the crowd and I was getting myself lost. Just like in my dream. Only now I had the disadvantage of two-inch stiletto boots. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

I risked another look back, only to discover he was gaining on me. No surprise, but shit.

Before I could turn my head, I crashed into someone. Awesome. “Sorry!” I yelled, maybe a little too loud, and was about to dash off again when the person stopped me.

“Ciara? Are you okay?” a guy asked. I knew that voice…

I looked up, praying my memory hadn’t failed me. My heart fluttered. It hadn’t.

“Jon! So good to see you, but I sorta have to…” Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Darren slow down with a smirk on his face that seemed to say, ‘I got you, you ain’t going nowhere now.’

My hopes sank as I realized he was right. Then I got an idea.

“Never mind,” I said to Jon, my voice high and rushed. “Just go along with what I’m about to do, okay? Psycho ex-boyfriend troubles.”

An amused look crossed his face. “Okay.”

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I already told Maddi (who told Vicky) why this took so long, so I'll just cut and paste it.

"Long story, but my mom got a new laptop (!!) yesterday and she's out right now so I can tell it. :D
You know how before I disappeared, I was trying to get Buzznet to work?
Well it turns out it was a virus, it was screwing up the internet so I restarted my computer and after that NOTHING worked.
I would have gotten it fixed sooner, but I had to go on that trip thingy for Christmas. But then that got extended and the day I got back I had to leave for an island called Boracay, which was where I was gonna spend new year's.
And it's REALLY hard to find internet in Boracay. BUT my friend Sarah lives there, and I was planning to sleep over at her house the last night I was there. But then that day, I got a henna tattoo that said 'zac farro' on my neck. And my parents freaked out. So they didn't let me sleep over at Sarah's house. So no internet. When I got back home, it was still 'the holiday season' because it lasts extra-long here. I dunno why. Some Spanish festival or something. o.o
And then school started. Facebook works at school because a lot of teachers have facebook, so I snuck on to facebook sometimes, but Buzznet doesn't because of the proxy thing. And if they catch people bypassing the proxy, they'll block the person's computer from the school's WiFi. So I wasn't trying that.
Eventually, a computer repair person came over to my house and 'fixed' the computer. But all he did was delete everything on the hard drive, because he didn't understand what I was saying and my mom wasn't home to translate. (I've lived here all my life and I still can't speak Filipino, haha. Even my English is a bit screwed up sometimes. xD)
I kept bugging my mom that I needed internet access to do my school work, but she said I should just work on them at the school library until we could do something about the computer problems. Which didn't help at all because of the school proxy things. -_-;
So then last week my mom came home with a new laptop. And of course I was like "AAAAAAHHHHH YAY!" but then the next day she took it back to the store because it had stuff saved on it, so apparently it wasn't new. She said one of her friends was gonna give her their old laptop instead.
And yesterday she got it, and today someone came in to hook it up to internet, so it's all good now. Only problem is, I'll have to retype the chapters in my fanfic that I haven't posted yet because they got deleted when the computer guy wiped my hard drive. But I'll have three up by today to make up for everything. ^^"

So there ya go. =D

Again, I'm reeeeaaaaaally sorry.

I feel really guilty because all of you are so good at commenting on my fanfic, making me happy, and all I do is get grounded all the time. My mom says that if she catches me writing on myself (I'm addicted to Sharpie ink or something, hah) she'll ground me for three months. Eek. >.<

~~SORREH 2 ALL MAH PPLZ!!! SRSLY!!~~

I love you all.

xoxo

Stupid Ash

PS: I'm giving my buzznet page a complete makeover. I know I said I would a long time ago, but I only really got around to it right before I disappeared. I'll also be deleting a lot of pictures and organizing them into galleries over the next couple of weeks. ;]