DISCONTINUED!!!

Brad is so annoying

Sorry for the late update,

Enjoy :)

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This night is not what I expected at all. I thought I would come here, so I could talk and watch films with James and fall asleep on the sofa.

Instead, I got the complete opposite. What I thought would be a nice relaxing night, turned into absolute madness.

Firstly, brad is so annoying that I can't even be in the same room with him for more than five minutes.

Also, James isn't exactly much help as he's gone off with brad, sorting out band stuff and covers.

There is one good thing though. they have now officially decided they wanted to be a band and now there looking for a drummer. to me, honestly I think there going a little too fast considering they've only seen each other over a weekend and I don't think they have really discovered much about themselves. Brads, in my opinion is completely different to James. brad is annoying, James is nice. brad hates me, James is my best friend. It's just the little things that make them so different.

I'm not interfering though, it's there choice, and I'm happy for them. no matter how much I may hate brad, I'm still happy for them both. And I'm proud of them.

i sound like James' mum, don't I?

This is so boring, everything is boring, this is not fun! I am sat alone with nothing to do. i cant sleep because i'm not tired, I can't watch tv because I can't find the remote control and the channel it is stuck on is some weird cooking channel. I have no one to talk to, as brad and james have gone off somewhere talking about stuff that i really do not understand, Its is only five in the morning so I cant go home or go for a walk somewhere!

i really complain a lot don't i? you must understand, this is not my idea of fun at all.

"james, where are you?" i called as i walked through his house. my guess is the bedroom. I tried being as quiet as possible as all of james' family are probably all still asleep.

but me, being the clumsy idiot that i am, cannot be quiet and find it incredibly hard to sneak around anywhere. As all the lights were off upstairs, i couldn't see a thing.

my vision is bad as it is, and with the lights off, it just makes it two times as hard for me. I was creeping up the stairs but as i couldn't see each platform, i missed a step and my face came in contact with the step, making a huge noise throughout the house, not forgetting that i am in imense pain. this is just not my day.

what is it with me and stairs, be it me falling down them, up them, slipping on them or my face coming into contact with them! yeah i knew i was clumsy, but this is ridiculou!".

"Saph, is that you?" i heard someone whisper through there door, it must of been james.

"no, its a burglar, that is here to steal Mickey, of course its me james" i shouted sarcastically.

i heard brad laugh in the back but james just stood at the top of the stairs blankly, not helping me in the slightest.

it took him some time to react! he finally saw me at the bottom of the stairs after about two minutes, before turning the light on and rushing down to help me out.

took some time to notice much?!

"what the hell are you doing down here?" james asked, sounding surprised.

"oh you know, just chillin'." i replied sarcastically, again.

"oh my, haha saph did you fall down the stairs, again?!" I looked up to see brad laughing at the top of the stairs, pointing at me.