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I sighed as I woke up. Another day without either my dad or my mom. Dad's in the studio working on a new album and Mom's traveling the world to cover news breaking stories as a journalist. Hey its life and I gotta live it how its served. My names Kilala Shinoda. Now before you even ask, yes my dad is Mike Shinoda from Linkin Park. I hang out with all of the kids that are the spawn of Linkin Park. Draven Bennington's eighteen, one year older then me, Kale Bourdon is the same age as me, so is Ryan Ferrall and Billy Delson. Then of course there's Remy Hahn who's a year younger then us. So we're all around 18, 17, and the only 16. We've all grown up together and for as long as I can remember I've had five guys by my side. we've even started our own band. Except things are a little switched around. Draven is the emcee, Kale is vocals, Ryan is the DJ, Billy is bass, Remy is guitars and I'm the drummer. I wondered how the others seemed to get along seeing that their parents relationships were all stable. Even though they didn't show it the few minutes that mom was home, I could tell by my dad's eyes that he was being put under a lot of pressure. I twisted my black and blue hair into a messy pony tail and put on the wrist bands that my dad got me the last time he was home. I grabbed my DC's and Skateboard and headed down stairs. I looked through the refrigerator and pulled out the sunny D. I took a gigantic swig from the bottle. Hey I was the only one in the house that drank Sunny D. **** I was the only one in the house for the past week. It was Monday and dad said he wouldn't be back from the studio till Thursday or Friday. I looked at the clock as I took another swallow from the Sunny D. Draven was late. We all went to the same school. Every year we had the same classes together since we were on the four by four schedule. Band, Art, Music Theory, and Gym. then the rest of the classes I was in them with Ryan, Billy and Kale. I hurriedly put my DC's on. Draven was really late. Speak of El Diablo. there he is. a car horn blew from the driveway. I grabbed my book bag and my skateboard and locked the door behind me. I slid in the front seat with Draven. He drove the Band Van that he got from his dad to haul around all of us and equipment.

"Sorry I'm late, my mom was nagging me again."

He said as he drove down the street to Kale's house. He honked the horn again and then Kale came running out. We then picked up the rest of the guys and drove to school. Welcome to ****, also known as Agoura High School. Draven pulled up into the regular parking space as someone pulled up beside us. I passed my skateboard back to Kale so he could put it in the trunk with the rest of the skateboards and band equipment. As I opened the door, I heard laughter.

"Hey look its the dork bus."

one of the football players laughed. Draven had come around to my side.

"Is that the best that you can come up with?''

Remy retorted. I grabbed Draven's arm to keep him from pouncing. From the stories that I've heard from my dad, Draven inherited his temper from his dad, and Draven had one **** of a temper.

''What's the matter Bennington? did daddy leave you and mommy for someone better?"

"Don't listen to them Dray, they don't know ****."

I said to him keeping my voice low so only the guys could hear me. A pink tingle appeared on Draven's cheeks as he turned and walked away with us.

"You guys are gonna end up just like daddy, washed up with ****** music!"

the other football player called. I froze. So did the rest of the guys.

"Look *** hole, our dads music is way better then the **** you listen to. If I were you I'd shut your **** mouth before your teeth get rearranged."

I said with a death look.

"But the music is still ****** though."

the jock said. I looked out of the corner of my eye to see Remy's eye twitch. This is gonna get ugly. I mean at least for the jocks they'll be a lot better looking when I finish with their faces.

"Aww, poor little Shinoda seems to have a problem. Did mommy finally leave you and daddy so she can **** every one in the US?"

I flew at the guy who said that. The next thing I knew, Draven and the rest of the guys were right behind me. There was a lot of fighting and yelling as the rest of the school started to chant. Suddenly someone roughly grabbed me by the back of my shirt. It was the football coach, coach Kovaco. I hated him with a passion. He and my dad hated each other when they were in high school together.

"Well well Shinoda, fighting again? Looks like we'll have to give your father a call. That goes for the rest of you too!"

He barked at my friends. I hated when he used just my last name. So we sat in his office while he called my dad

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(in the studio with Mike and the LP guys General POV)

Mikes Cell phone rang as the band was taking a break for breakfast. He flipped the phone open and answered. The guys gave him a strange look. He then sighed and hung up his phone.

"Guys I have to go see whats up with Kilala, she's gotten into trouble for fighting and they want me to come in and talk with the principal."

The guys rolled their eyes.

"We better come too, you know that if one of them is in trouble for fighting, they all are."

Chester said. They all stood up and told their manager where they were going.

"Which car are we taking?"

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(back at school Kilala's POV)

"I'm sorry about all this **** guys."

I whispered to them. Draven smiled at me.

"Don't be cuz I would have mauled their ***** if you didn't get first dibs."

The others nodded in agreement. We all watched our dads come in and they looked ****** at having to leave the studio. The talk seemed to take at least two hours. They would be really pissy about being set back two and a half hours since they were behind on their deadline as it was. When they finally came out, they looked beyond ******. We knew that we all were suspended for two weeks. the second we were out of the building, our dad's said the worst thing for the six of us. the three worst words in our vocabulary.

"No Band Practice."

"BUT DAD!!"

we all said at the same time. it was scary, we were doing the twin thing again. saying the same thing at the same time.

"CAN IT ALL OF YOU!!"

they all roared at the same time. It left us all shivering.

"we're already two days behind schedule, do you six think you can stay out of trouble for once?"

Chester said exasperated. Oh great here it comes, six different parental lectures for each of us. They all aren't that bad until it comes to my dad. He just gave us all the "look" and shook his head.

"Alright, we're going back to the studio. Stay out of trouble. We'll deal with you when we get home. so don't think your off the hook just yet."

They all got back into uncle Brad's truck. We all climbed into the van.

"*** Ryan, your dad scares me."

Kale said. Ryan shivered.

"Not as much as Draven's dad scares me."

He said. The rest of the ride was silent. We dropped the rest of the guys off and finally it was just me and Draven. He pulled into the driveway of my house.

"You want to come in? They just said no band practice, never said anything about hanging out."

I said. Draven smiled. I was always finding loopholes in things my dad said. He nodded and put the van in park. I unlocked the door and we both went inside. When it was just the two of us, Draven and I sat down at the kitchen table. I got us both something to drink.

"Ki, how are you holding up? You looked more stressed then usual."

Great, one of the things he got from his mom. he knows when somethings wrong. *** I hope I'm not showing it.

"I don't know what you mean."

I said dismissivly. Draven gave his famous smirk. the kind of look when he's about do something that your not going to like.

"Come on Ki. Fess up. Your practically chomping at the bit ever since your mom got sent overseas on assignment."

Ooh he was good. reason number one why I like Draven, there are no secrets between us. Reason number two is that he is a hot skater boy that is fluent in the language of music and switch stance. Don't ever tell him that I said that. He looked at me with a look of concern in his eyes.

"Alright. I think that my mom and dad are having relationship problems. I knew that it'd be stressful with dad always being in the studio and mom always on assignment. The last time they talked on the phone, when dad told mom that he loved her, i swear that she didn't say it back. I don't want them to divorce."

 
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I said as I finally told Draven what was wrong. His eyes softened and he pulled me into a hug across the table. I loved the smell of his cologne. He pulled back.

"Wow."

He said. I blinked at him confused.

"I felt something there. you either shocked me or there was something else."

He said. I nodded silently since I didn't know what to say.

"Don't worry about your parents though, they're adults they can work things out."

Draven said trying to reassure me. I nervously twisted a strand of blue hair.

"Oh come on Draven, since when have our dad's ever been normal? They still make me wonder. How many dads do you know will rent a Barney suit for your third birthday?"

I said. Draven laughed at the memory. I bit my lip.

"But Draven, I can hear them fight when ever they talk to each other on the phone. I know that it seems really selfish of me, but I feel that I must intervene."

Draven took his hands in mine. I almost jumped at his touch. I was not expecting it.

"Kilala, if its true and you mom and dad's relationship is on the rocks, there's nothing you can do to make it work. You don't even really have relationships outside of the band so you can't really anticipate what's going through their minds."

I frowned at him.

"Look I have relationships out side of the band. I know you guys think I don't but I do."

I said. Draven gave me his all knowing smirk.

"Name one. And when you went out with Justin Ratthray for a week dosent count."

I crossed my arms. That wasn't fair.

"And what about you Draven Sebastian?"

I retorted. I knew he was right though. I hated it when he was. Even so it was pretty much all the time.

"Carly Ellington."

He said quickly. I laughed.

"If I remember correctly, you asked her to the winter formal and she stood you up so that dosent count either, Dray."

I said as I batted my eyelashes at him. He fell silent trying to think of something to counter it. He looked so cute when he was trying to think.

"That's what I thought. Remember you said yourself that I knew you better then you knew yourself."

I said triumphantly. For once I won the discussion.

"That's a two way street Ki. I know you like the back of my hand."

Ouch, ok we're tied. Draven then looked at the back of his hand.

"I didn't know that I had a scar on my finger."

He said randomly. I rolled my eyes. This just proved my point.

"You are such a dork."

I said as I playfully shoved him. He looked up with an evil girn on his face.

"oh no."

I said as I took off. Draven may be a skinny guy, but he's fast as ****.

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I sat around by myself that night. Aunt Sam invited me and the guys over for dinner. She knew about our suspension. Lucky for us she didn't give a lecture but she did make us feel guilty. I flipped through the satalite channels. There was absolutly nothing on. So I pulled out my dad's playstation 2. It was old I know, but it was still fun. At least it gave me something to do. I knew that whenever my dad got out of the studio, I'd get an ear full about the responsibility and honor of being a Shinoda. Well he can try to be as responsable and honorable as he wants when hes trying to defend his father's pride as a musician. **** he dosen't even know me any more. He's always in the studio and when he's not in the studio or on tour, I'm at school or he locks himself up in his room. I can tell he's depressed, I just wish that he would spend more time with me and talk to me about things Dad's should talk to their seventeen year old daughters about, like how he's going to kill the first guy that I kiss and things like that. But ultimately, if he suffers then so do I. I don't know what to do about things having to do with my emotions as a girl. Most of the guys that I've ever liked pretty much saw me as a freak and didn't look twice at me. So I picked up the phone and dialed the only person that I could really talk to this late at night. "Hello?"

The voice on the other end asked.

"Hi Ji-san, is ba-chan there?"

I asked my grandpa.

"Oh Kilala, hold on while I get her."

there was silence for a moment as I waited for my grandmother.

"Hello Kilala, its nice to hear from you. How are things over at your house?"

"They're alright. Mom went on another assignment and Dad's in the studio again. Can I ask you something important?"

I said while I rubbed the back of my neck.

"Sure, you know you can aske me pretty much anything."

"Well there's this guy I really like and......."

"You want to know how to find out if he likes you but you don't want to ruin a friendship am I right?"

My grandma said without letting me finish.

"Exactly."

"Things like that just take time, you have to let it work out on its own."

She said. After a few more minutes of conversation, I hung up and went upstairs to bed. I was tires as **** and my back hurt really bad from where I was grappeling with a jock. I put on some music from one of my favorite bands, HIM, and went to sleep.

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tap. tap. tap. I grogily woke up. It was still dark out. tap. you'd think that through the noise of my CD player on repeat I wouldn't hear stuff like that. tap. I pulled on a pair of jeans and walked over to the tapping noise. tap. I looked through the window to see Draven pitching pebbles against my window. I opened it up.

"draven, what are you doing? it's like three AM."

"I know. I wanted to know if you wanted to come for a ride and watch the sunrise?"

He called up to me. I smiled.

"Sure just give me a minute. any particular reason why?"

I asked. I watched Draven's face get really red. I closed the window and went down to the back door. Lucky for me that my dad wasn't here. we drove out of the city limits and into the mountains of california. It was beautiful as I sat with Draven in the back of the van with the doors open. I swallowed really hard. Why did he want me to come with him of all people. He was hot, he had no trouble getting girls.

"Kilala, what are ya thinkin about?"

He asked me absent mindedly. I shrugged. We watched the sun come up over the mountains. I streatched. Sure I was tired, but iwouldn't have missed it for the world. As we both stood up to get back in the van so we could drive home Draven stopped. The leg of his pants were caught on the old bumper of the car. He kept trying to jerk it out of the corner.

"Oh *** its really stuck bad."

I said as I bent down to help him. He gave another jerk on it.

"It's alright. If I can't get it unstuck I'll just take my pants off."

I did a double take as Draven froze. He closed his eyes as if he was in serious pain.

"Did I just say that out loud?"

He asked. I nodded.

"Yeah sorry Draven. Hold still."

I managed to get his pants loose but in the end the bumper won a consolation prize. the knee in Draven's jeans. We silently drove back to my house. As he pulled in the driveway I unbuckeled my seatbelt.

"draven....I.....umm....Thanks."

I said before my mouth got me into more trouble. Draven looked down at his hands on the steering wheel.

"No problem."

He said. I opened the door and jumped out. I went over to Draven's unrolled window.

"I'll see you around later."

I said. As I walked to the front door, i mentaly kicked my self. how could I be so stupid to not tell him how i feel. I sighed as I opened up the front door.

"KILALA AKIRA SHINODA WHERE THE **** WERE YOU?!"

I was almost blown strait out of the door. just great, my dad was home and he was ******.

"I was just with Draven."

I said in a small voice. My dad crossed his arms angrily.

"IT"S FIVE IN THE ******* MORNING!! I GET HOME AROUND FOUR THIRTY AND YOUR NOT IN YOUR ROOM! I WAS SCARED HALF TO DEATH WHEN I CAME HOME AND YOU WERN'T HERE!!"

he roared. I gulped really hard.

"it was just with Draven."

I tried to explain. But my dad wouldn't even listen to me.

"I DON'T EVEN KNOW MY OWN DAUGHTER ANYMORE. GOING AROUND WITH SOME **** SKATE RAT!!"

ok thats where I draw the line. Draven is not just some skate rat.

"DRAVEN IS NOT A SKATE RAT! IF YOU AND MOM WERE EVER HOME THEN YOU'D KNOW THAT I'M NOT YOU LITTLE GIRL ANY MORE! I'M GOING TO COLLEGE NEXT YEAR WITH MY FRIENDS AND YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHICH SCHOOL I'M GOING TO!! UNCLE PHI UNCLE CHESTER AND UNCLE BRAD KNOW WHERE DRAVEN RYAN AND BILLY ARE GOING BUT YOUR NEVER HERE TO KNOW WHAT IS HAPPENING IN MY LIFE!!"

I screeamed at him. I angrily pushed past him and went up to my room and locked the door. I threw my self onto the bed. My dad is such a hypocrite. He and uncle write all of the lyrics about feeling the way i do right now, but he's the one who started up all of my feelings. I hate him. I can't believe he said that about Draven. He is his best friends son. I know that uncle Chester would never say anything about me like my dad said about Draven.

 
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this is awesome, just like ur others, just dont' forget about them!!!, great job

can't wait for more :thumbsup:

 
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I open my eyes

I try to see but I'm blinded by the white light,

I can't remember how

I can't remember why

I'm lying here tonight.

I tried to bite back all of the tears that I had in my eyes. I could taste the blood that came from my lip as I tried to hold back the screams. This was nothing to me any more. I didn't want this. As I put my head on my pillow I heard more screaming and shouting downstairs. My dad and my mom each blaming each other for how I turned out. I didn't want them to fight. I just wanted them both to die.

And I can’t stand the pain

And I can’t make it go away

No I can’t stand the pain

I took the blade of my scisors and pressed it up against my wrist. The crimson line seemed to draw the pain away from me. I didn't want to have the life of a Rockstar's Daughter. I just wanted to be normal. I heard the news today. Draven can't ever see me again. Linkin Park is no more because of me and him. My dad and uncle Chester had a really bad fight that ended up with my dad having a broken arm.

How could this happen to me

I made my mistakes

I’ve got no where to run

The night goes on

As I’m fading away

I’m sick of this life

I just wanna scream

How could this happen to me

I swallowed hard as I stood up. I had no choice but this. My hands shook hard as I gathered up clothes and put them into a duffel bag. All of my CD's Laptop Pictures of me and the guys and our went into my book bag along with my stash of money and my drumsticks. I quickly wrote a letter to the one person that I felt I owed the biggest appology to, Draven. I slid down the trunk of the tree. I put the letter into the mail box and then started off. I didn't know where I was going to go but it has to be far from here.

Everybody’s screaming

I try to make a sound but no one hears me

I’m slipping off the edge

I’m hanging by a thread

I wanna start this over again

The roar of the jet engine drowned out any hope for me to hear. In the morning, Dad would wake up and I won't be there. Maybe for once he'll know what its like to have a major part of your life missing. Flight 89 Los Angeles to some hick *** town in North Carolina non-stop. oh joy. Time is nothing to me any more. so that is how I ended up here at the classical high school in the middle of the slums of a no name town. I just waved off another detention that the principal gave me for having my shirt untucked. I sat silently in the back of every class. I had no friends I had no more family, I loved it.

So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered

And I can’t explain what happened

And I can’t erase the things that I’ve done

No I can’t

I guess I'm always going to be a nobody. I wanted to stay this way. I walked slowly amongst the throng of people in the science building in this rotting hole of a school. I felt someone tap me on my shoulder. I recognized who it was it was Andrew Langvien. He was a quarter Korean. I knew that if I even thought about it my dad would kill me. He hated Draven for being with me.

"Hey Kilala, you want to have lunch outside today?"

I shrugged him off.

"I don't know."

I said trying to deter him. It didn't seem to be working. I've already been crushed when I tried to trust again.

How could this happen to me

I made my mistakes

I’ve got no where to run

The night goes on

As I’m fading away

I’m sick of this life

I just wanna scream

How could this happen to me

There is nothing to for me here. I have no connection to this **** hole.

"Hey Kilala watch out!"

Andrew called. I rammed my head into an opened locker door. I gave a shout as my legs were knocked out from under me. Andrew moved to catch me. His chocolate brown eyes looked in mine with concern. His tanned skin was really beautiful. He was part porterican (sp) and it was apparent in his skin. I blinked.

"I can't do this. its just not time and I cant do it."

I said as I pushed him off of me. I ran down the hall and pushed out the door.

I made my mistakes

I’ve got no where to run

The night goes on

As I’m fading away

I’m sick of this life

I just wanna scream

How could this happen to me

 
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this part was confusing but im here to clear it up. when she ranaway she went to a different school and the guy andrew reminded her of Draven that's why she ran away from him. but it all just leads up to this next part that im going to write.
 
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I sat with Andrew at lunch. He was talking with his skater friends. I pretty much stayed by my self and didn't talk to any one. I made to stand up. I saw the principal comming my way with two of the Student Resource officers.

"Kilala Shinoda, please come with us."

The whole lunch room went quiet. I didn't know what I did wrong. I followed them up to the guidence office.

"Do you know that your parents are worried sick about you when you ran away?"

**** they found out. I crossed my arms. I don't care I don't want to go back there.

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I sat at the kitchen table with both my mom and dad sitting across from me. My mom gave me a death glare. Suddenly she stood up and slapped me. My cheek stung from where she hit me. She slapped me again.

"Anna Stop it."

My dad said. She went to swing at me. My dad caught her hand in his.

"Mike she runs away and you arn't going to punish her for it?"

My mom screached. My dad gave her a stony faced glare.

"Anna don't you see that we're the cause of this? We're never home so we don't know what's going on in her life any more!"

He yelled. I felt the tears flow down my face as they started flat out yelling and fighting again.

"Guys just stop it!!"

I yelled. My dad fell silent as my mother stood up and advanced angrily on me.

"Don't you ever treat me with disrespect like that again you little ****. I will smack you so hard that...."

"YOU WON"T LAY ONE ******* FINGER ON MY DAUGHTER!!"

My dad yelled. Mom looked like he punched her.

"Get out of here Anna I don't ever want to see you here ever again."

My dad said with a glare that could have killed her ten times over. Mom knocked the kitchen chair over. I could hear her stomping and banging the doors as she left. My dad stood up and walked across the kitchen and wrapped his arms around me in a hug.

"I'm so sorry Kilala. I'm so sorry."

He said to me. I could feel my hands shaking as I continued to cry. He whispered into my ear that everything would be ok, that she wouldn't ever hurt me again. I wanted to believe him so bad. I just felt as if I couldn't trust him any more

here is this part im gonna try to update tomorrow

 
mike--chester-r-hot

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two things...

#1-i love the story!it's so awsome!!!!

#2-everybody at my school(including some teachers) call me kilala lee shinoda....kilala is the best name ever...me and my friends where reading a baby name book and found it, my real middle name is lee, and my fantasy is to marry mike shinoda...so it all fits

i absolutly LOVE this story!!keep writing!

 
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thank you. i like the name Kilala too. its a really cool japanese name. but its real spelling is weird like this Kirara but i changed it for purposes in case you cant tell n_n
 
ForgottenKid

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Wow thats preety good. Wait THATS ******* AWSOME. There, i feel much better. Continue please, ah heck I know you will.
 
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two things...#1-i love the story!it's so awsome!!!!

#2-everybody at my school(including some teachers) call me kilala lee shinoda....kilala is the best name ever...me and my friends where reading a baby name book and found it, my real middle name is lee, and my fantasy is to marry mike shinoda...so it all fits

i absolutly LOVE this story!!keep writing!
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I´m gonna have 2 remove one of your sigs cuz u are not allow 2 have more than 1.

Sorry for the offtopic

 
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