Our 300th post! YAY!!!!!

Okay, sadly I dont have anything special planned for the 300th post. Maybe we can all just go on www.gabbly.com/aftersytycd.blogspot.com and chat or something :)

Well anyway, here is Ora's fan fic! YAY!!



Chapter 1:


"I have to stop doing this to myself." Benji thought as he sat alone in his dark, empty apartment.

The light from his computer screen seemed to be the only comfort Benji had in this moment of solitude and depression. He was isolated. Even though he was $100,000 richer, had a new car, a possible contract with Celine Dion and had job offers pouring in by the busload, it all seemed so empty to him. All he really wanted was someone to share it all with. All he really wanted was her.

Benji sighed. He hated when he got like this. This was the side of himself that only came out in those private moments of solice. Those times when all you have are your thoughts to keep you company. All his thoughts of late were of her. The Foxy Cleopatra to his Austin Powers, the Jenny to his Forrest, the woman he loved so intensely that it hurt him just thinking about it.

"You know what? I'm not going to let this bother me anymore. I'm going to go online, check on my Myspace and put all these negative thoughts behind me", Benji said outloud as if there was someone there to hear him.

It was all the same.
"New Comments!"
"New Messages!"
"New Friend Requests!"
"New Birthdays!"
He wondered why if there were so many new things in his life why it felt as if he was in a constant state of deja vu. He decided that he was going to visit Donyelle's Myspace and see if she had updated it yet. He always had this nagging feeling that it was Tahir, not Donyelle, who ran that Myspace, but he figured that he would still get to see her overall beauty that had pierced his heart, if only for an instance.

"Nope, still nothing." he said disapointedly as he continued to scroll through her page.

Benji scrolled down the page until he stopped abruptly at her Top 12.

"4th? I'm 4th on her Top 12? Behind TRAVIS?"

Benji knew that this shouldn't anger him, after all it was only a Myspace that most likely wasn't even run by Donyelle, but he couldn't help but feel hurt by this. He looked at the picture of the man who came in first, on her Myspace and apparently in her heart. He was tempted. Benji had told himself earlier that he wouldn't get this way and resort to looking at Tahir's Myspace, but there he was just a click away from satisfaction. Before he could convince himself to be logical and remain cool and composed, Benji had already opened the link to Tahir's Myspace and was reading his newest blog.

"My woman? My baby? My love? Since when is Donyelle a piece of real estate? You don't deserve her. Donyelle deserves to be loved by someone who doesn't treat her like a toy he likes to play with."

At this point, Benji was so furious and disgusted by what he had just read that he closed his laptop and threw it across the room on impulse. He sat there, no longer embracing the light of his computer screen, feeling his eyes well up and silently sobbing as tears rolled increasingly faster down his cheeks. He knew in this moment what true love felt like.

Just as things couldn't possibly get any worse, Benji began to hear a familiar tune play from his bedroom.
So tell me have you ever really,
Really, really ever loved a woman?
He instantly regretted making that song his ringtone on his cell phone. It kept repeating itself over and over again, almost as if it was mocking his current state of being. After about the 5th time hearing those 2 lines of that unfortunately ironic song, Benji turned on his bedroom light and grabbed his cell phone. When he saw the name on the caller ID he was taken aback, but at the same time an overwhelming feeling of joy shot through his veins.

"Donyelle!" he said almost too excitedly.

"Hey Benji! What have you been up to today?" she asked inquisitively.

"Oh nothing much, just checking my emails and all that jazz." he said, leaving out the fact that he had just been crying, alone in the dark over her.

"Wow... that sounds unbelievably exciting! If only my days were that enthralling!" Donyelle said sarcastically.

She began to giggle. Benji's heart fluttered at the sound of her laughter. He imagined how she must look in that moment as joy poured out of her through her unmistakable chuckle. In Benji's mind, she was by far the most stunningly gorgeous woman he had ever seen and when she laughed her happiness brightened up everyone it touched. Benji blissfully sat on his bed with his ear glued to the phone taking in every second of Donyelle's laugh.

"Benji? Are you still there? Hello?" Donyelle asked. Benji didn't realize that he had been completely silent for a good 30 seconds now.

"Oh, yeah I'm sorry I was..." Benji stopped and quickly tried to think of an excuse.

"I was scrubbing the bathroom tile." he finally blurted out. It was the best he could come up with on such short notice.

Donyelle laughed. "Oh really? Well I was going to ask you if you wanna go out tonight with me but since you are busy scrubbing your bathroom ti--"

Before Donyelle managed to get the word "tile" out Benji cut her off and eagerly replied "I'll be there. I'm leaving right now. I'll pick you up from your apartment. Cya soon!"


Benji had no clue what God had in store for him on that fateful night as he drove off in his new hybrid SUV to pick up the girl of his dreams.




OOOOO Ora! I love this story!!! And dont worry everybody, Ora says that it will get happier later! WEEEE


-Taylor :P