The Journal

"Argh!" I groaned, lying on Tony's couch. It was my time of the month, and I was tired, sore, emotional and unhappy, like always at this time. Tony, Vic and Matt were all watching me, unsure on what to do.

"Can you get me some ice-cream?" I asked Tony.

"Of course," he nodded, walking into the kitchen. He came out a few minutes later with a bowl of ice-cream.

"Here you go babe," he handed it to me and moved my feet, sitting down and placing them back on his lap. I took a mouthful and my eyes started watering.

"Are you okay?" Vic asked.

"No. It's to cold!" I sobbed.

"It's ice-cream!" Matt said in disbelief. "Why are you so emotional?!"

"BECAUSE I AM IN PAIN AND MY VAGINA IS BLEEDING YOU INCONSIDERATE BASTARD!" I screamed.

Everyone awkwardly froze after my outburst, and Tony, who had stole my ice-cream, slowly lowered the spoon and didn't touch the ice-cream again.

"That's disgusting," Matt frowned.

"Don't be stupid Matthew. In every young teenage girls life, they experience their first monthly friend, which is a period. This means -"

"LALALA!" Tony cut Vic off, while Matt and I stared at him in disgust.

"HEY GUYS! We heard about Bonnie's lady problems so we bought chocolate!" Kellin announced, him and Oli walking into the living room. Kellin threw the chocolate and it hit me in the eye.

"Bonnie... I'm sorry," Kellin carefully approached me, fully knowing what I was like on my period.

"YOU FUCKERY FUCKITY FUCK FUCK!" I picked up a lamp and threw it at his head, making him fall over and face plant the floor.

"OWW!" he cursed, sitting up and rubbing his head.

"Bonnie! You can't just throw lamps at people!" Oli scolded me, helping Kellin stand up.

"He threw chocolate at me first!" I defended myself.

"It was an accident," Tony sighed.

"I'm sorry Kellin. I didn't mean to," I cried, my lip quivering.

"It's okay. Don't cry," he said, kissing my head.

"No! I could've killed you! Oh my god I broke Tony's Mothers lamp!" Tony's Mom was rather fond of this lamp, as I learned from the first time I came here. She told me a 20 minute story about it.

"No, it just came unplugged," Matt told me, holding up the cord.

"My tummy and head hurts," I whispered.

"I'll get you some aspirin," Vic told me. I nodded and he went to the direction of the bathroom. Oli, Tony, Kellin and Matt all stared at me and I stared back.

"I see dead people," I whispered creepily. They all gave me "What the actual fuck" looks, but I felt like it was necessary.

"I sometimes think you and Jaime belong in a mental home," Tony admitted.

"Oh yeah, we could be cell buddies!" I grinned.

"Here you are," Vic said, handing me 2 aspirin and a glass of water. I thanked him and took them.

"Hey Matt?" I looked at him.

"Yeah?"

"Will you marry me?" I asked seriously. Matt looked around uncomfortably, and then at the lamp I had thrown at poor innocent Kellin.

"Sure," he nodded.

"I'm going to take her home," Oli sighed, helping me stand up.

"Make sure she gets rest. I'll drive," Vic commanded.

"Got it." I said goodbye to the boys, and then followed Vic and Oli to Vic's car.





"Thanks for the ride," Oli thanked Vic when he stopped outside my house.

"No problem. I gotta head home, Mike's waiting for me," I glared at the seat in front of me at the mention of that asshole's name. Fuck head. Jerk. Asshole. Pain in the booty.

"Turn that frown upside down and get out of the car," Oli told me. I frowned at him but listened, letting him take my hand and lead him into the house.

"Is your dad ever home?" he asked, looking through kitchen cupboards while I sat on the bench watching him. The same bench Mike and I were - No, don't think about him.

"Nope, hardly ever," I answered with a sigh.

"Does it suck?"

"No. I hate my dad," Oli placed a hot cup next to me. "What the fuck is that?"

"Herbal tea. It's great for period cramps. My mom drinks it all the time and apparently it works the charm,"

I took a sip and scrunched my nose up in disgust.

"This tastes disgusting,"

"I know, but it helps," Oli laughed, kissing my nose. We both froze at his action. "I - Umm. I'm going to go run you a bubble bath," he whispered, walking away from me and up the stairs. I watched after him, upset that he didn't kiss me.

Wait, what?





After I heard the bath water stop, Oli didn't come out. I walked up and the bathroom door was closed. I opened it and Oli was staring at himself in the mirror, gripping the counter tightly. When he seen me in the reflection, he turned around and smiled.

"I'll leave you to it," he turned towards the door and was about or leave when I called him back.

"Oli, stay," I whispered. He froze and slowly turned to face me.

"While you're in the bath?"

"Yeah," I blushed. "The bubbles will cover me and -" I was cut off by Oli closing the door and smiling at me.

"I'll just turn around so you can get in," When he had turned around, I stripped free of my clothes and lowered myself into the bath, the bubbles covering everything except my face. Perfect temperature.

"Ready," I said. Oli smiled when he turned and grabbed a stool, dragging it beside the bath and sitting down.

"Romeo and Juliet?" Oli picked up the book from the floor. "You want me to read it to you?" I nodded my head, even though I had read it myself over 100 times, I loved Oli's accent and concentration when he reads.

"Two households, both alike in dignity, in fair Verona, where we lay our scene."





29 March, 6:45am, 2003

Oli looked after me last night. He was a total sweetheart, and I can't comprehend how girls aren't swooning over him. He made me disgusting tea which made me feel a bit better, he ran me a bubble bath and read me one of my favourite books, he made me dinner and he even rubbed my belly. What more can you want in a guy?

*****

"How are you feeling?" Oli asked, getting the last few things out of his locker.

"Much better. Thank you for last night," I answered genuinely.

"That's good. And don't worry about it. I'd do anything for you,"he smiled.

"Aww, that's cute. The two emo faggots are together," I groaned in frustration when Eric stood in front of us.

"Go. Away," Oli breathed out, his fists bawling up at his sides.

"Nah, I'm good," he smirked, which made Oli even more angry.

"C'mon, let's get to class." I whispered, taking Oli's hand. He nodded and pushed Eric roughly out of the way, almost knocking him to the ground.

"You'll pay for that Sykes!"





"Oh my god I'm starving," Alan bounced up and down in the food court line, waiting impatiently for his food.

"Stand still mate," Oli laughed, holding his shoulder.

"I can't I'm excited!"

"Hey girlie," Eric showed up, putting his hand on my waist.

"Get your hand off of me," I snapped, which caught the attention of Oli, who immediately glared at Eric.

"I'll give you 3 seconds to let go of her,"

"Or what faggot boy?"

"You don't want to find out,"

"So I can't do this?" Eric asked cheekily, lowering his hand and placing it on my thigh, skimming up while I froze. Oli's eyes hardened with fury and he lunged at Eric, punching him square in the nose.

"What the fuck?!" Eric hissed, holding his bloody nose. People were watching, staring at Oli in shock. He was the guy who took everyone's crap, and he doesn't fight back. But he did this time, and it wasn't even for himself. It was for me.

"Good punch," Alan nodded approvingly.

"Let's go before his friends and crazy bimbo girlfriend get here," Oli pulled our hands and started dragging us away from Eric.

"But my lunch!" Alan complained. Oli stole an apple from some kids tray and handed it to him.

"Ooh I love apples! Thank you!"

Notes

HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY MIKE AND ALEX! I LOVE YOU BOTH SO MUCH, YOU SEXY THINGS.

Anyway, I finished the trailer! (that's why the chapter is a day late, sorry) but I'll be posting it on YouTube later today! It's currently 12:55am in New Zealand. Hope you enjoy! :D