11 Things I Hate About You

Chapter 7

Dear Ross,

I would say that I kinda had fun at Nozu's last night. Come to think of it, my 'friends' aren't actually that bad. Maybe I should act a little nicer. Hmm, I should probably allow them to touch me now.

Tyler and I have been good. No fights, really. Just tiny arguments that last for about 3 minutes. Well anyways, I'm about to go to school today. Why does Tuesday have to be so far from Saturday?

Wait. Tyler's met my friends. Though ... I haven't met his. Whatever. They're probably a bunch of losers ...

"Aww, just admit the fact that you don't hate me anymore," Torie squeals as a huge smile grows on her face.

"Ha ha ha, very funny," I reply rolling my eyes.

"C'mon, Lewis," Torie whines, tugging my sleeve.

I groan and we both head for our class with Sikowitz.

"Okay, class," Sikowitz says loudly as he walks across the platform in front of the classroom. "AGHHH!" Sikowitz screams as he falls on the floor. It looks like he's having a seizure ... shit.

"SIKOWITZ. SIKOWITZ ARE YOU OKAY?" Torie yells as she runs to Sikowitz's still-shaking body.

"Oh no! Sikowitz what's happening?! Evil spirit, escape from our dear Sikowitz's body, now! I command you!" André exclaimed holding up a cross with his fingers. André, are you being serious?

"Sikowitz ... do you need more coconuts?" Kat asks innocently, her fingers on her chin and her eyes wide open looking a little in terror.

"HA! Gotcha!" Sikowitz snapped as he stood up and walked back to the platform.

"SIKOWITZ! You scared us!" I yelled as I leaned back at my chair.

"Really, Dakota? Did I scare you?"

"Well, no ... not actually. Whatever."

"And that, class, is how to scare the bravest of the brave. It's called acting," Sikowitz said proudly. "And this is what this class is about."

The class goes on and Sikowitz tells us about our upcoming assignment.

Apparently, we have to sleepover at Sikowitz's house.

That's not all to it.

We; Torie, André, Kat, Robby, Tyler and I, have to impersonate at least one of our fellow classmates. Oh boy. What's going on with this man's mind? As I've said before, he's not completely right in the head.

I decided that I'd go for Torie. This isn't going to be as bad as I thought.

Torie decides to go for me, Tyler's going as André, André's going as Sinjin, Kat's going as Robby and Robby's going as Tyler.

Robby as Tyler ... this can't be true. Oh well, the guy needs a grade.

My day went pretty weird, added to the fact that a strange man approached me on the way home asking if I wanted a bag of contraceptives.

So I guess I should start doing some research for my assignment. That's right, time to stalk Torie Vega.

I go on her Slap page and I scroll the the very bottom. And not just the very bottom, the very very bottom.

Her first post was 2 years ago. It says that she's feeling really excited about this school. Huh.

I scroll through some more shit and I find a post that's quite the attention hogger. A post about me. Hmm, let me tell you what it says.

"Torie Vega: First few weeks here at Hollywood Arts have been fun! Looks like some guys here are quite the keeper! By the way, anyone know anything about that Dakota girl? Seems interesting.

Feeling: Curious"

Glad you find me interesting, Ms. Vega. Thank you, though. I like interesting ... whether good or bad.

Hmm ... sleepover at Sikowitz's? Bring it on.