This is idiotic, I thought as my sister played away at some game on Webkinz. I need to go on Writer's Cafe. NOW.

Waiting for the moment where she clicked 'log out' (probably to log in on Club Penguin), I seized the laptop off her hands and thrust it into my lap.

"Hey!" she cried, realizing what I had done.

"You've had it for five hours!" I yelled at her while typing in writerscafe.org in the address bar. "I really do think that Kam can survive without you for the rest of tonight!"

My sister gave me an evil look, pinched my arm, and huffed off.

I on the other hand, decided to ignore her rude violence and check my mail. I got through all my 'zomg cheese' type messages from my friend Jess in Pheonix, and got down to the reviews. Sadly, I only had one. And it was on my Naruto fanfiction, Ramen<3. It was seemingly normal...

"Wow. Nice story. I love Naruto but on the road, you don't get to see much anime, you know? So I'll keep on trying to read more- if you write any!"

Hmmm, I thought. On the road? What the hell, on the road.

I decided to check out his page and saw...well, almost nothing. Just a little about me section saying that he'd love to post everything he had, but couldn't. And his picture was the back of a head of quite curly hair. I shrugged my suspisions off and sent a reply to his review.

"Thanks! =] I will definately write more (or my friend Forrest will kill me. xP) Oh, and what did you mean, on the road?"

I sent the review, expecting nothing...Nothing at all...

But of course, he just had to reply.

We tour a lot, and especially in the summer. Like, you may have heard of us, but I don't think you'd really like our music.

Huh, I thought. This kid is weird. That back of his head seemed oddly familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it.