Being the Girl

19 -- Badass Five-Year-Olds and Paint Showers

 Okay, how many times do I have to say it? I am so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so sorry. Is that good? I know it's been like a week since I updated and I didn't mean for that to happen, but I got busy.

Well I had two days and I was writing, like normal, along with homework and practice and stuff like that. Well I was almost finished, but I wasn't, and then on Friday I had to leave to go to a soccer tournament. We stayed the whole weekend and I couldn't write the whole time. Speaking of soccer anybody else hate referees? They make me... AH! Lol. Anyway again I'm sorry for taking so long, but I finally updated.

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That night it was my turn to get the pizza slices, which I was fine with. I grabbed my bottle of puking stuff out of my pocket. I sprinkled it all over Garrett’s pizza and took all of their pizzas to them, except Alex’s. I refused to get his.

Garrett looked at us funny. “My pizza tastes funny,” he said. He suddenly jumped up and ran to the bathroom. We all heard him puke. I smiled smugly and ate my pizza. He walked back in. He didn’t waste any time walking over and picking me up.

“This’ll teach you to put crap on my pizza and make me puke!” I screamed and all the guys laughed. He walked me outside.

I shook my head. “Don’t you dare!” He fake threw me into the pool and I screamed. He laughed. “Help!” I screamed. All of the guys shook their heads. He threw me in and I screamed until I hit the water. I resurfaced and grabbed his leg. He came in with a belly flop. I smirked when he resurfaced.

I glared at him and he glared at me. Then we both laughed at each other. He hugged me. “You’re pretty good at pranks. I’ll admit that Danni,” he whispered in my ear. I laughed again.

“I know,” I giggled. He laughed and dunked me. We got out of the pool and dried off and changed. I walked back downstairs. The only seat left on the couches was next to Alex. I stood there. They all eyed me.

He sighed. “Come on, Danni. Just sit down,” Alex pleaded. I glared at him. I shot him a how-dare-you-talk-to-me look. He sighed. I shook my head, past Alex, and went to sit on whoever was farthest away. Garrett rolled his eyes as I sat in his lap.

He shook his head at me. “We all know you hold grudges, but you can’t hate Alex forever.” I looked over at him who was staring sadly at me. I sent him a look and then turned back to Garrett.

“Watch me.” He rolled his eyes. I meant it. Alex was in a no-forgive zone right now. I hated his guts. He doesn’t care about me and I don’t care about him anymore. I put my arms around Garrett. He patted my back.

Garrett always knew how to make me feel better. Ashton may know how to calm me down, but Garrett could always make it better after that. I patted is cheek and we laughed together. I remember the day me and Garrett first met.

“Danielle, new neighbors moved in! Let’s go meet them!” My eyes got wide as I put down my dinosaur toy and ran to the house next door. Garrett’s mom showed me to the kitchen where there was a plate of mac and cheese for me.

I sat down and looked over at a boy with brown hair who was eating his mac and cheese. “Hi. I’m Garrett.” I looked at him confused wondering what kind of name Garrett was. It was a funny name.

“Hiya, I’m Danielle.”

He looked at me confused. “Danelle?” he said confused pronouncing my name wrong. “That’s a funny name.” I pouted. Nobody had ever said that before, but I agreed with him. I didn’t like that name either. One time my daddy called me Danni. I liked that name much better.