Tuesday, August 1

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FIRST DAY OF AUGUST!!!!!! YAY!!
I went to camp and plopped my little butt down in my team's section of the room.

I caught Eric's eye and he jogged over to me.

"Hey Jul!" He said all cheerful.

Jul? DID HE JUST FRIENDZONE ME?! ONLY MY FRIENDS CALL ME JUL!!!!

FFFPPPPLLLLLLLL-

That was the sound of my heart deflating.

AFTER HE FLIRTED WITH ME?! N

OH MAH GAWSH!!!

What's a girl gotta do??

Ugh. guys.

AM I RIGHT LADIES?!?!?!

He continued to talk. "I was just talking to Miss Lydia, and she said us counselors have to pick a partner for a show we're doing for the little kids. We can pick anyone who can dance better than a beginner. I've 'picked' a partner, but I'm not sure what her reaction would be if I asked her."

"Lemme guess: you picked Bella." I rolled my eyes.

Bella Esposito OMG. Bella has a huuuge crush on Eric, and she's been pretty obvious about it.

She's 15 and brown. Light brown hair, brown eyes, brown skin. She looked like a 15-year-old Alessandra Ambrosio.

She's so freakishly vain!!!

I'm not even sure if her 'natural beauty' is actually natural!! SHE'S SUCH A FAKE!!

At dance she dropped a receipt. I picked it up to go give it to her, and she rolled her eyes and said "I don't actually give a **** so go buzz off midget." I was sooo ticked!!

I read the receipt: Highlights, lowlights, bleach, brown hair dye, self tanner, and brown-hazel eye contacts.

I can smell a fake! And it smells like chemicals from No-Sun self-tanner, Gloo-Fab Glue on Fingernails, cheap perfume, and Unreal's new glue-on eyelashes.

She probably uses LATEX to form those "perfectly sculpted cheekbones".

NOBODY IS JUST NATURALLY THAT PRETTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, sorry. I got distracted with my ranting.

"Jul? JUUUL?? You there?" said Eric waving his hand in front of my face.

"Hmm? Yeah? What?" I snapped out of it.

"I said, 'NO WAY, I was talking about you!'" he laughed.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST COME OUT AND SAY IT IN THE FIRST PLACE????" I asked, a bit flustered.

"I don't know... So yes or no?" he asked.

"YEAH! Heck yeah!!" I laughed.

"Great!!" He said mocking my excitement.

I lightly punched him in the arm.

He fake cried out in 'pain' and threw himself on the floor and rolled in phony agony.

I took his hand and helped him up.

We laughed and gasped for air.

"ERRIICCCK-YY!!!!!!!!!" A shrill voice shrieked.

Ericky. It's like Eric, but with an 'eee' sound at the end. It's Bella's nickname for Eric.

She's freakin' senile.

"Ericky" rolled his eyes. "Yeah? What is it Bella?" he groaned.

"I just wanted-" she looked at me, then Eric.

"Uch. Well, whatever." she scoffed.

I looked down.

Ohhhhhh crap.

When I helped him up, we didn't drop hands.

Eric reluctantly and slowly let go of my hand.

She rolled her eyes. "I'll talk to you later. We have to be alone." she said seductively.

"Is that okay, Ericky?" She asked innocently.

"uhhh... errr-" he cleared his throat and looked at the floor.

I saved him the trouble. "Hey, if he's Ericky, then does that make you... BELLY?!" I asked in mock horror.

 Erick laughed.

Belly growled in frustration. Growled. SHE GROWLED.


"YOU HAVE PROBLEMS!!!" Bella screeched at me.

"Tell that to your dancing 'skills'!" I fired back. "If you can even call them skills!!"

"OOOOOOOH CHICKFIGHT!!!" Jeb squawked and walked over.

We all glared at Jeb.

"What?" he asked innocently batting his eyelashes.

We all started laughing like crazy! Well, everyone but Bella, who was checking his hair and makeup.


A/N Heyyy!!! Don't forget to vote for my book! ♡




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