One Million Tiny Things

Mouse Vs. Rat

Hey Mouse,

Wow, this is so exciting!!! I still can't believe that you gave in and agreed to through with this. Tammy from school said that it is not that surprising and you would do anything if I smile. Ha! imagine if things were that easy. I am foregoing a year of dessert for this. I have a feeling it's gonna be worth it though.

I mean we might be neighbors and all that jazz but what kind of bestfriends don't have a secret mail system. Oh, by the way do you like the mail box, I covered it in some silver paint and draped Fiona's scarf around it. She won't be back from college for another couple months so we have time to figure something out. She probably won't notice anyway, too busy smooching your brother. Yuck! We really have to come up with a longer list of worse things than last time to torture them for their complete disregard of our feelings and gagging reflexes.

I am going to town with Thomas tomorrow. He says its for groceries but I am pretty sure he is going to meet the girl in the CD shop again. So I am most definitely gonna be able to sneak out to get a padlock and keys to keep our secrets safe. I am also planning on getting candy and stationary while he is busy, Let me know if ya want anything, kay. Maybe I will even have time to bet on the horse race, heard Whittaker is participating, kidding, my mom will kill me.

Any way let's get to juicier stuff. But I think we will have to keep the juiciest stuff for after we get a lock and a proper code system.

First off Julie Andrews is going to ask your video game buddy Trevor to prom on Monday. Heard them talking while I was in the bathroom. Ask him to wear something nice for once, Kay. Who would have thought the little pimple nerd would bag the richest girl in town. Really hope it's not a rebound from that Fernwood guy who dumped her recently though.

Also apparently Coach David's car was actually scratched by a pack of monkeys. So the whole threatening and search is a complete waste of time. Although crazy Willy's involvement in the matter is suspicious because he was seen whistling nearby.

Wanna investigate? I am pretty sure we would make awesome sleuths.

Heard most of the suspects are getting detention already, not really fair if you ask me. It's only a matter of time before they start sniffing our way, wanna skip town? Haha just kidding, there is no way I am ever driving anywhere with you anytime soon.

Your driving is worse than your bowling skills. Remember the last time we went bowling and your ball got stuck in a coffee maker a long way behind you. Still crack up everytime I think of it.

Any way the juiciest news is about you. You know Susan, the prettiest girl in our grade. I heard she's got the hots for you. It was a direct rumour not something I overheard so I am still testing it's validity.

But there is fair game soldier. You better start dressing nicer and getting a better scent. And your hair, that bird's nest needs some serious therapy.

You know I am always ready to give you a makeover right.*wink* I promise not to make you look like a girl or as bad as Thomas after I cut his hair last summer. The most I'll do is slightly cut, I mean clip your ear by accident.  Even if it was on purpose you have to agree it is fair payback for everything you did I couldn't yet get payback for. We both know how long that list is. But I keep score brother, you better watch ya back.

Anyway, being the sweet trusting bestie I am, I need to make sure we continue this little tradition of ours. Cuz honestly I am enjoying bashing your pathetic little life and being able complete my rants without you cutting me off or pushing me in the lake.

So here is the ultimatum. Susan the girl who likes you and probably the only one who has a chance with your petty high standards, remember her? She is going to know everything about you from the wart on your butt to the way you suck your thumb in your sleep courtesy of you bestie. Unless you go through with our plan.

Evil!!
I know !
But I'm still your lovable sweet bestie right?
It's so fun that you can't respond. I can just picture your face while reading this, you might march over to scream at me or throw something heavy at my window. See what I did there? Now you can't do either of those things for it would be unoriginal, is that even a word? Meh, who cares?

But you know this is going to be fun once you get used to it. I can already see you rolling your eyes at me. But when have I ever suggested we do something you didn't like after. Okay please don't make lists, mama says its impolite.

So goodbye my dearest bestie, may you find good tidings and peace (or a piece) of mind.
Hope you reply soon.*wink* *wink*

Much love,
Rat.