I can't cook I told Eric I couldn't cook. What is supposed to be a pancake is green glob stuck on the ceiling. So I do the only thing I can, order pizza!
My parents are not filthy rich nor are they poor but we are pretty well of, apart from the occasional drips of water dripping from the ceiling.
This is not Tinkerbell, a flying pixie can't stop water leaks but they can probably make clogs for my brother Darryl.
Eric is my saving grace he is the reason I am still sane. He's my best friend. Pfftt that loser, it's the name of a circus clown!
Anywhoo this is my ever so boring life. Two parents organic earth loving hobos, a clog obsessed brother, a psychotic best friend and One Direction
Yeah right!
I heard my doorbell ringing and went to open the door. I saw bloodshot eyes and immediately knew who it was.
I opened the door and who else stumbles in but my cousin Alice, I expect her to run into my arms crying but a surprisingly, extraordinarily, unbelievably hot guy walks in behind her.
Once I smell the alcohol from him I lose any sense of attraction towards him. "Eric!" I shouted, "Alice is here she has a guy with her please keep an eye on them!"
I trusted Eric so once I heard a mumbled answer I left the house as fast as my legs could carry me.
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The book of this chapter is The Wish List by Eoin Colfer.
