Well well, didn't i just leave you for a couple of years there?

Im sorry about that dearest moonwalkers, but i've been throug a few conficts over the years, but now I'm back! And yeah I bet you would like to know what happened that Skyes-National-Ice-Cream-Eating Day after that phonecall eh?

Well then keep reading! Moni z3

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~ Skye's POV ~

After the phonecall from the dearest (but mildly crazy) Cassie, I decided to go out and torture myself by running. I marched back into my bedroom and pulled out some clean tights from my cabinet. Lookin down at my floor beside my bed, I see a used shirt and a bra, in which I slipped in earlier this morning.

"Well, if it isn't smelling, I don't see a reason not to wear it?"

I squatted down and grabbed the top, took a good snif. Why does this thing smells like cheetos mixed with chocolate? Oh yeah, i ate it. Well that ain't enough to not wear it. I threw it on along with my bra. Made a little jiggely jog to the bathroom, where i brush my teeth and then trew my purple hair in a bun. You know... I kinda look like a black lollypop? og maybe cotton candy with chocolate? Anyways! I ran out of the room, grabbing my walkman and runningshoes and ran out the door. Did i forget to close and lock the door? YES. I turn quickly and lightly close the door and locks it. Here in Denmark, where I live, the doors have only one lock. Yeah well Cassie said in America they have abut 4 locks on their doors, but guns is also more avaliable there than here, i guess.

I turn on my walkman and begin to jog at a moderate speed. I cannot wait to get my icecream...! Why else did you think I am running? I mean i want to be healthy and all, but i can be healthy in so many other ways than running. It's torture, but mildly effective. The phonecall from Cassie really gave me a moodlifter. You know you're loved when someone calls you, spite the 9 hour time difference, and has to go through 3 different people because there are 3 people en europe that has the same phone number as me. That silly girl just need to remember to press +45 before the number. I really miss that girl She needed her bitches back in Cali, but damn, that's quite the trip let me just say. I mean 15 hours?? I hate planes! Not as in i hate flying, dear god no, I love it, but  to be real here, who can actually sleep on a plane? I feel like a broken stick that's been run over by a lawn mower, after i get out of the plane?!

I am close to dying I feel it! My vision is getting cloudy, my lungs are aching, my legs feel like macaroni n cheese. I'm not shure if I'm gonna make it home!. Good I'm only one block away then! AHHAH JOKES ON YOU, I am actually right outside my house and I need a drink.

I am listening to Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen from 75'. What a wonderful song! I really enjoy music as i run, its like an escape along with the feeling of floating above the ground. Queen is really one of my favorite artists. Of course Elvis has his charm, but I've never seen any of them live or anything though. I don't really watch television or read tabloids, I've only seen them on the albumcovers that my mother always gift me at my birthday or something like that. When i told my friends that i dont like watching television or didn't care about the famous people, they laughed, alot. Like Logan called up his mum n shit...

ANY-WAY now it's time for ice-cream!

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Well well, if you've read so far, what do you think so far? Ive speculated about when the story takes place, but I'm thinking about 78' when Mike is 20 years old. DON'T worry I'll update soon! and a little spoiler, Sky is gonna meet a young fella with an afro ;)

Moni *