Have you ever had a REALLY bad feeling about something?And inside your head a little voice is screaming, "NOOOOOOOO! Stop! Don't do it!"Well, that little voice was warning ME that our Great Toilet Paper Caper was going to be a complete and utterDISASTER!!But did I listen? Of course not!Although, I have to admit, part of me wanted to just call the whole thing off.
Sneaking out into the cold, dark night to wreak havoc on the world sounded exciting. But we could have had just as much fun staying insidedoing all of the normal sleepover stuff.You know, stuff like . . .Crawling into my warm and cozy sleeping bag and PRETENDING to be asleep.While my best friends giggle uncontrollably and pour water on my hand to try and make me pee my pants.
I know it sounds stupid and embarrassing because I'm a boy and what i did would be wrong, but i had to give a comeback since they were pouring water on my hands while i was "sleeping" so i stole El's overnight bag and raiding Max's underwear drawer while they're both busy brushing their teeth.Then secretly stuffing everything in the freezer. p.s, sorry not sorry!
They didn't notice YET but now we are taking turns SCARING ourselves to death by telling superSPOOKY stories in the dark by flashlight.
But another part of me—a very dark and primitive side—wanted DESPERATELY to get even with Angela. The thought of being a teen rebel with a cause seemed so COOL.
At the time, anyway.Although I'd been to Angela's house before, purely by accident (OMG! THAT'S a long and gut-wrenching story!), I didn't realize she livedonly a few doors down from Max.I felt a little better about the whole thing knowing we didn't have to walk very far in the dark.Max and I found flashlights and gathered up rolls of toilet paper.
But El was no help whatsoever.She just sat in front of the mirror humming "Girls Just Want to Have Fun" while making up her face to look like a bunny.
"Um . . . Ell . . . " I gawked at her in confusion. "You realize we're not going to a costume party, right?""Hey! I know what I'm doing," she assured me. "If we get caught, do you think the cops will arrest an adorable little bunny and throw her injail? Of course not! But I'll definitely come and visit you and Max in the slammer."
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Okay! NOW I was starting to get a little worried.As we trudged through the snow to Angela's house, it was pitch-dark and eerily quiet.
All we could hear was the crunching of the snowunderfoot and our heavy breathing.
I had to resist the urge to turn around and run screaming back to my warm and safe sleeping bag.
Finally we reached Angela's house, and it was just like I had remembered.GINORMOUS!!Suddenly my stomach felt superqueasy.Only, I didn't know if it was all the junk food I'd eaten earlier that night, OR the fact that I was very close to finally getting a meet-'n'-greet with some of my favorite rap artists who were doing time in prison.
As a fellow INMATE !! YIKES!!
"Come on! Let's get this done before somebody sees us," I whisper-shouted.Max took six rolls of toilet paper out of her backpack and tossed them to El and me.El and Max ran toward a huge tree on the left, and I ran toward one on the right.
Then we frantically tossed the toilet paper over the branches until the two trees looked like towering twenty-foot mummies.OMG! It was such a RUSH!! . . .
It was the most FUN we've had together since . . . um, yesterday.
Suddenly the porch light flicked on !!"OH, CRUD! Someone's coming outside!" I shouted. "HIDE!!"
We quickly dove into some nearby bushes and then cautiously peeked out.The front door opened, and we saw a figure walk down the sidewalk.
"Hurry up and go potty already, Fifi! It's freezing out here!" said a very familiar voice.
It was ANGELA!!
OH, FUCK-!
I'm going to have to finish writing this diary entry later.
I'm trying to vent about some VERY personal and private stuff and myMOM just barged into my bedroom without even knocking!
She said that for Family Sharing Time, we're all going with El to see the latest Princess Sugar Plum movie.And then we're having dinner at Queasy Cheesy.AGGGGHHHHHH! SPLAT!!
That was me BARFING!I don't know which I HATE more, Princess Sugar Plum movies or Queasy Cheesy!I guess I'm STILL traumatized by that time Angela videotaped El and me dancing at Queasy Cheesy and put it on YouTube.
Gotta STOP writing in my diary even though I don't want to!!TO BE CONTINUED . . .
AUTHORS NOTES:
HEY AGAIN! I COULD FINALLY MAKE TWO CHAPTERS IN A DAY, I WILL TRY TO MAKE MORE TODAY!
IF ANYTNING BOTHERS YOU TELL ME PLEASE!
WORD COUNT: 850
ALEX OUT <3
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Diary of a non-popular boy ||| Byler |||
Diversosa story where will is the main character telling his life at his diary and having a lot of adventures with his best friends!!
