layton rathbone [ resub ] D2

Dana Layton Rathbone -



See, it's a whole lot easier to write these things if you start off positive Good things I've learned this year- uhhh- I got a cat! Well, kinda, Fawn and I found him in the gutter and I named him Aquarius (cool name right, omg) and he had one eye, so of course I wanted to keep him. That's like, my thing or something- anyways, Fawn told me something along the lines of "don't touch that cat or you'll die!!" and I was like, "yo, bad bitches never die?" So I dropped down into this ditch in this super cool way, tracking mud on my sweater and Fawn started yelling something and I laughed. Besides, it's just one feline and a slippery slope, I've done acrobatics for years! I'll be fine. 

Anyways, I wasn't fine. 

Fawn started following me and that's where things got kinda trickier, I got to the base and she was still behind me, the cat fingertips away. And I'm a pretty good animal-person, y'know? Like things are just attracted to me, so I stared Aquarius in the eyes and basically said, "hey," oh god that's insensitive he only had one eye but it was a really cute eye, "don't be scared, you're with me now!" Reaching out, smiling that million dollar starchild smile except I guess something got lost in translation here, I said don't be scared but he must've heard something way different and started scratching at me. Which is fine, I get it, teenage cats get mood swings so I tucked him under my arm, wrist cut and this pussy cat still whining but hey- free cat. 

Gutter cats are apparently really hard to take care of, which is a thing I realized after Fawn helped me back out. He scratched my arms up a hell of a lot and honestly fifty tiny claw cuts hurt like hell, but I held him up, eye contact and everything until he jumped on my cheek and rebounded away like a fucking mad man, tiny cat marks under my eye bleeding- OH

OH
OH

That reminds me of that time Fox and I gave each other paper cuts and tried to see who's would heal first, which was a hard race because twins and all. Similar immune systems. And we were both like, really stupid kids, so I would eat grass and get him sick, and he would jump in mud and get me sick. It was a back and forth thing- mutualism and all that, we'd get each other sick like real siblings, asshole. 

Brings me to things I've learned this year: boys are dumb (-including Fox (if you're reading this stop taking my things or I'll fight you) honestly-) and Fawn tells me that too. On the page before this I drew a good portrait of Jarius Whittemore but then I realized he was dating Leila Martin so I sharpie'd his face out before acrobatics. Fawn and I always take the longest route to classes because she likes being late or something, and she said something like- uhhh. Shit what was it, something like "what's the boy count" and I was like "what's your lane-" RIGHT it was such a good come back. Wasn't even a fight but I already won it, and Fawn shrugged it off and I laughed but I swear if she wasn't so focused being like, a cool ass career she'd have just as much boy problems as I do. 

And see, I don't even get it? Boys aren't even good looking- well, that's a lie, when Fox and I was younger I had a Leon Krigel poster in my room and Fawn and I would stare at it. Well, I would. That's a good looking man, but anyways Fox called me out for being boy crazy and I was like "you're just mad because my boyfriend is cuter than your's" or something eight year olds say but anyways Fox is gay as hell and dared me to prove it so I ripped up Mr. Krigel and them him away. Jk jk, I said that because Fox'll probably steal this but I just realized he doesn't even like to read? So anyways I got sad and buried him in the back yard in a box- then, of course, Fawn and I dug him back up, taped him together and he's under my bed now. 

Shit one sec Fox is turning the light off
hahasshole saw me writing