New Story! New Story! Yay!!!!!! anyhoot here it is!!!!!! Oh and for my friends I'm gonna use their wattpad user names for this
NINJA-NANNI OUT!
"I don't wanna go to Spanish class," I whined to my friends, "We just sit there for two hours doing nothing!" I paused and thought a moment. "Actually, we do have something to do."
"Does it involve reading?," my friend 2metome asked me.
"I KNOW! I KNOW!," Icklebickle screamed as I covered my ears, " YOU'RE GONNA GO ON WATTPAD!!!"
"Yes and no. Ridley86? Wanna guess?"
He cocked his head to the side slightly, "You're gonna die of boredom?"
I pointed to my nose and to him with my other hand. "He knows."
Then I saw my brother. "Brother! I want a hug!"
My brother and I weren't blood related but he was like my older brother that I always wanted and I was like the younger sister he always wanted.
"Sister! Come here and give me a hug. I'm too lazy to get up."
I laughed and went over and gave him a hug. Then went over to my other friends and gave them hugs also. What can I say? I love hugs.
When I saw the Spanish teacher walking towards us, I slouched slightly and walked slowly towards the deathtrap I have to call a classroom. The only good thing is that we don't have assigned seating. Out of the three rows of tables, not desks, tables; I sat in the middle row and the closes to the wall. Ridley sat to my left and to his left was 2metome. I always sat next to the wall during Spanish because I could fall asleep against the wall and hide my laptop screen from the teacher also.
That morning though I was really hyper. I knew I wouldn't be able to take a nap so I open wattpad to read. At that moment I was reading Icklebickle's story, The Small Story of Icklebickle and the Backpack That Started It All. Well, I was half reading it.
"--Middle name?"
"What?"
"I said what's your middle name Nanni," Ridley said slowly like he thought I wouldn't understand him.
"You have to guess. And No telling him 2metome!" I said as 2metome had opened her mouth to answer Ridley's question. " He has to guess."
2metome has known me for nine years. She know practically everything about me. Same with Icklebickle; and I know everything about them also.
In fact, 2metome and me consider each other twins. Ever since that faithful day at soup kitchen when a homeless man called us twins. But that's a story I'll get into another time.
Anyhoot, 2metome was smiling like the cat that caught the canary while Ridley was guessing the wildest names ever. "Roxanne?"
"What year is this? 1982? " 2metome laughed at my sarcastic comment. "I'll give you a hint: it starts with a B."
''Bethany?"
"Nope."
Then, as Ridley was guessing, 2metome got this light in her eye, and I knew she had an idea. "Ridley, her middle name is Bickleickle."
Ridley looked skeptical.
"Really! It's really Bickleickle!" 2metome insisted.
Ridley looked at me. I managed to keep a straight face and said, "It's true. My parents wanted to give me a unique middle name and when they were searching through the name book a scrap of paper fell out of the book." I took a deep breath to help keep a smile off of my face and continued. "The scrap of paper just said one thing: Bickleickle. My parents thought the name was absolutely perfect for me. A unique name for a unique child."
Ridley only had the slightest bit of doubt on his face. 2metome looked at me, her noticeably red from the strain of trying to keep her laugher contain. 2metome and I keep looking at each other until Ridley looked from me to her and asked "What?"
For some reason that just did it. We both busted up laughing. Ridley looked terribly confused. "Why are you guys laughing? What did I say? And seriously, is Bickleickle really your middle name?"
2metome and I answered at the same time.
"Nah."
"Nope."
"But," I said with a grin, "it is now!"
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Thank you reader for bearing with me!!!! I hope you enjoy.
I think I might write a series called The Adventures of Bickleickle
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The Day I Became Bickleickle
HumorT'was another day of boring Spanish Class. Oh what were we to do? Oi! Why not tell about the day I became Bickleickle? Good idea no? Why not eh? It all started on your regular Monday.....