Kissing Ken
It was orientation all over again. Except it was different. Carly and I were together, showing various teachers our art. The art teachers kind of ignored mine, but lavished attention on Carly’s, telling her it was amazing, better than anything they had ever seen. I got incredably jealous. I kept thinking that my artwork was clearly better, what was going on? I got very upset.
There was a sort of carnival going on, and for some reason L’Arc~en~Ciel was there. I felt badly because James wasn’t there to enjoy the performance, but I didn’t let it stop me from enjoying myself. I pushed my way to the front of the crowd. I was rocking out again, and Ken remembered me from the Otakon concert. “Come on!!” he yelled, reaching out his hand and smiling. I took his hand and he pulled me up on to the stage. I was elated. I danced and I sang with Hyde, providing harmonies while the guys smiled at me like we were old friends. Later, I was back stage with all of them, just hanging out. I ended up sitting on Ken’s lap. And then we started kissing. A lot.
