Diary of a Couch Potato (Cont.)

Chap. 2-Skater boy

For some reason out of all the stories I have posted up…this story if by far the one I’m most proud of.

 Why?

Sure it isn’t on the hot list, nor does it have many view or votes or comments…but I’m going to tell you something. I’m not giving up on this story just yet…I’m going to finish it.

No matter what ;P

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Pause right there for a moment. Take a good look at skater boy…shaggy hair that hasn’t been cut in weeks, ripped up baggy clothes, and hazel eyes that light up when ever he sees me. He talks like the godfather (Like, seriously) his voice is thick…as thick as his skull.

Skater boy (as I call him) is by far the most stupidest person I have met in my 15 years of existence. His real name is archer…but he prefers to be called Snoopy, (or Archie as the girls call him) he and his ‘posse’ are a group of exercise addicts that always go around causing mischief. They throw these huge, crazy, wild, loud parties that usually last about 3-to-4 days. I guess, it wouldn’t really be my business…if he weren’t my next door neighbor.

Skater boy just stared cluelessly at me…Does it look like I want to talk to you Archer?

You know what? Skater boy here is the loudest next door neighbor known to man! I regret the day he moved toColumbusCountyand I would gladly move all the way the other side of the country if given the chance…to be as far away as possible from skater boy’s boom box.

“What’s up pizza-face.” Skater boy gave me his smug smile. “You can’t say hi?”

He’s been calling me that irritating name for the past years or so…sometimes I just want to reach out and choke him to death…but then again he wouldn’t understand as to why I want to kill him. He wouldn’t know the meaning of irritating anyway; just to show you an example of his stupidity…I’ll tell you of a time in 5th grade science when Mrs.Dolphin (Our 5th grade teacher) asked him where honey comes from…and you know what he said?

“Um, yo’ I don’t know…the flowers give there yellow stuff to the bee…Um and then” (Here comes the famous part) “It come out of the bumbles bee’s butt?”

See how stupid he is? I still don’t understand why they didn’t flunk him last year…or the year before that, the year before that year, infinity and beyond.

You know what? Heck! The school system should send him to 1st grade!

“Pizza-face yo’ fly is open.” Skater boy pointed downwards, to my Medium sized pair of jeans. Sure enough, the button was missing…and so was the fly. See what I mean?

My ass is never going to get any smaller!

I guess I am extra large…or large. Goss, it hurts to have a reality check.

I blushed in embarrassment, and covered the hole with my hands. Then I puckered my lips and braced myself for the insults I was going to get from the Nurse Lady.

Instead, skater boy just started cracking up…and the posse behind him…by then the whole crowd in the health room.

I felt like just disappearing into the walls of Avalon-high and never be heard of again...like that ghost girl from harry potter.

Okay, so maybe I was over exaggerating a bit. Not everyone was laughing at me…well I was lying about skater boy cracking up. Only the posse behind him…but it was practically the same thing! I mean ,like, he is part of there crew and stuff.