Belle *Confessional*

(Timothy was still plucking dirt specks out of his eyes by the time he and Belle reached the Horton cabin. It had taken him almost half an hour to get her to stop pounding her feet into the dry dirt of the path she was sitting in after being told by John to stay behind, all the while sobbing inconsolably. When she finally stood and ended her crying fit, she'd snatched the acorns out of his ears and tossed them over her shoulders so that he could hear her *plan*….

As they walked the hyper teen relayed her frustration to a puzzled Timothy.)

I've had enough of this, Timothy! I don't belong here! These people aren't my family or friends! They keep rejecting me and acting like I'm some kind of alien! Like I'm like not even like HERE! My mom and dad don't want anything to do with me! And Bob doesn't even look at my boobs anymore!!!

Timothy: That's just bloody awful... well, not about Bob....

Tell me about it! (She stops in her tracks and with her hands pressed to her hips she stares at him with eyes so full of conviction that they appear crossed. Her squeaky voice softens to a whisper.) But, you know what my little buddy? I know WHY... there's something I have to show you. Someplace I have to take you.... Some*one* you have to meet.

Timothy: Belle, really. No. I don't want to see that hack Langan again...

(Belle giggles and bends over to tickle his soft furry white tummy.)

You are so like totally silly! I wouldn't ever bring you there again. No, Timmy. This place is WONDERFUL and like the nicest... (she sighs with excitement and looks up into the sky.) It's just totally fabulicious! And I think it will make everyone happy.

Timothy: (Once again completely bewildered.) Well, then let's go and show me this "fabu"... "fabulo"... "fantastic" place!

Well, then follow me my little squirrelly silly friend!....

(When Belle opened the door to the cabin, Timothy peeked through around her leg and his big brown eyes widened in shock.)














confessed by Belle at 7:54 PM

Roman Brady *Confessional*

Damn this island sucks just like the show these idiots are on. Maybe it's a good thing Taylor is best buds with Kenny. Sam, my one friend that I could trust on this damn island gets booted off. If I don't get John to agree with me about Doc, then I might as well head to Vegas now and wait on the real Marlena to show up. Why am I always singing to my self, "Love Letters Straight From The Heart"? Maybe I need to take a walk down to the beach and write some "Lover Letters In The Sand" Pat would be so proud of me. I'm going to try one more time to make John see that Laura is bad news for Doc, and that this Marlena is not our Doc, but some Grace Freak. If John will help and we can convince Shane about both Laura and this Grace creep, then maybe the real Marlena can be saved. If these idiots boot me off next then it's good-by pod Marlena and hello Vegas and the Real Diva. Damn, I forgot about Belle. If anyone would know who there mommy really is, it would be Belle. Maybe I'll go try and find Belle and take her to this Grace freak. Maybe then Belle, and not me, can convince John and Shane about what's really going on.
confessed by Roman Brady at 12:24 PM