Diary of a Couch Potato (Cont.)

Chapter 14-The Luna Brothers

Dear Diary,

I think I’m in love.

With my new curves.

Every time I look in the mirror I see the results of hard work and determination. All those nights I suffered from aching joints and stiff muscles are finally paying off.

Oh, yeah…

Archer and Sadie were there too. I guess they provided the emotional support, but in the end, it was MY effort that really mattered. I made the difference. I was the crucial part of this equation.

I look noticeably thinner than I used to now. I’m not there yet, but I’m definitely on my way.  I feel great! I feel BEAUTIFUL!

What the hell is Archer talking about? When I told him how much better I look now than before. He said, with another one of his quirky smiles:

“You always looked beautiful to me, Pizza-face.”

I think Archer really needs to get his eyes checked. Is he color blind, or something?

When I mentioned my almost-there-yet transformation to Sadie, she said that I didn’t look any different before but she’s glad ‘You’re becoming more sociable’.

What is she talking about? I was always sociable.

Rebecca declined to comment. I bet she was too engrossed in her book to even notice I was asking her a question.

Anyways, Archer and I got new neighbors just yesterday night. It’s really strange for people to move in at this time of year. It’s even stranger when they move in overnight and barely make any noise. I haven’t really met them yet, but I reckon that one of their relatives live around these parts. I heard from the real state agent that one of the owners of the new house is the second cousin to the wife of Mr. Jeffery that lives down the street.

I’ve heard they’ve come to visits a few times and liked the school system in the area enough that they decided to purchase a house here.

But that’s not what matters here. What matter’s here is that Archer met the eldest son of the new couple and discovered he’s our age! Can you believe our luck?

I hope he’s weird. If he is, then he’ll love having us as neighbors.

Well, I must go now. Archer and I are greeting them with a batch of freshly baked cookies decorated by yours truly.

 I shut my Diary and quickly shoved it under my bed. I got up and hurried down to the kitchen where I found Rebecca slapping the wrist of a crying Sadie who had half of a cookie sticking out of her mouth.

Somehow, our crazy crew managed to create a disaster in my absence of five minutes.

Sadie’s hair was covered in bits of cookie dough, eggshells lined the kitchen floor and Rebecca mysteriously developed white hairs by the time I got down there.

Archer was surveying the somewhat hilarious scene with a passive smile.  

I’m afraid to even ask.

“So…anyway’s, I’m here…um, guy’s?”

Rebecca continued scolding Sadie. Sadie started balling again. And Archer was too moved by the hilarity of it all he burst out laughing.

I slammed my fist hard on the wall beside me. “Is everyone ready to leave yet?”

At a mere instant, everyone stopped what he or she was doing and looked up to see me descend from the staircase like a Queen ready for battle.