Diary of a Couch Potato (Cont.)

Chap.6- P is for Popular,Pink...and Plastic

I know I have not updated in,like,a month.Or two.I know you think I’m such a lazy turd who doesn’t want to sit her bottom down in a chair and type a few words, but you’re wrong. I’ve been fighting my way to get anywhere near the computer. I mean, like seriously.

There is a bloody battle in-between me and my older brother for our computer. And so far I’m losing.

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“Can you fix my baby?”I nearly whimpered out. I leaned in closer to skater boy, intent on seeing what was happening. He was my only hope. I loved that phone. Archer didn’t answer my question, instead he just continued to tie A red and blue wire with tweezers. I nervously fiddled with the split ends of my hair. I swear to god, if archer didn’t tell me what was going on I was going to strangle him. Archer hasn’t said a word to me the whole time. If my phones life weren’t in the hands of this man, I would have totally enjoyed the silence. But not here, not now. Not when my beautiful iphone was smashed into pieces.

I was getting impatient. And really, really angry. I could feel the blood flush into my face. Okay, that’s it. I’m going to count to ten. Hopefully I’ll calm down by then. Here goes nothing, I puffed. No reason for me to smash Archer’s face in, it was Dexter’s fault anyway.

1…2…3…4…breath in…breath out…5…6…..still nothing…7…..8……….9…9 ½ …..10…10 ½….11…think of pretty pink pony’s…and a leprechaun…and chase Duncan’s soft pink lips. Me and chase Duncan at a royal ball.

Just like a fairy tale.

 Him the prince in his gorgeous golden crown, and me the over worked Cinderella dressed up just like a princess. Chase Duncan’s beautiful blond curly locks. Me holding his godlike 100-watt stare. All eyes on me as he strides across the ballroom to kiss my hand. His intense aqua blue eyes gazing lovely at me. Me flipping my luscious long brown mane…him leaning in closer…and closer. So close I only had to tilt my head just a little more so we’d be kissing. Just a little closer.

My fantasy melted away when I heard someone say. “I’m all done.”

Bam, back to reality Cinderella. Instead, you get the page. Boo-who.

I nearly jumped three feet in the air when I felt a hand tap me lightly on the back. God, you’d think Archer could have gave me a warning or something. He turned to face me with a huge smile plastered on his face. He said in a voice as thick as blood, “It waz sort of hard at first but then I’d figured it out. It was totally ripped up, dude. Yo’ phone blew a few circuits but I managed to get electricity flowing through. I bet you’re glad that I took some mechanical class’s now, aren’t you?”He waved the iphone in front of my face. I tried to snatch it from him, but I wasn’t fast enough. I cursed under my breath.

I knew the game he was playing. He wanted me to apologize for doubting his mechanical glory. Like I even cared. I narrowed my eyes at him in annoyance.

He threw another one of his lopsided grins at me. They are so annoying. I rolled my eyes. Yeah right, like I was ever about to admit how freaking grateful I was. Not to him or anyone.

“Thanks for you’re help but I could have done it myself.”Because I could have. I really could, I mean like  all I needed was a little duck tape and everything would have been fine. Oh yeah,and a little superglue. And glitter. Now, Who wouldn’t love glitter?

Uh-huh, I’ve got this under control. I’m a mechanical mastermind. I laid one hands on my hip and I held my chubby fingers to him.”Now, that I thanked you or whatever can I have me phone back? I’ve got to head home or my mom’s going to be worried sick. I never leave the house within a one mile radius.”