Chapter 4

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March 9th 7:52am

Jake DOES walk this way every day. You have GOT to be kidding me.

No? Life sucks. Just what I need. I have no friends, (Not my fault I'm a bitch) no boyfriend, (Again, I didn't ask to be a bitch) and now, when I wake up, with mornings already being as crappy as they are, I get a hot guy to stare at and know I won't have, AND his hot ex, who has a model body and hair I would die for.

Again, it was not my fault that I didn't know holding a curler to your hair for thirty seconds would, you know, burn it off.

Don't laugh.

I was ten!!!!!

OK, so I was fifteen, but still!

Anywho, today our favourite Single Prince Charming is walking by himself. Hmmmm, I wonder why.

He looks sad, and is eating pringles. On the way to school. In the morning. Some people.

I wonder what flavour...

The pringles, not the people, dumbo.

The guy better be eating salt and vinegar. No other flavour even comes close. Oh, wait, I like the pickle flavour too. Yes, it is a flavour, moron.

Oh My Goose, THEY ARE ORIGINAL FLAVOUR!!! You, my dear not-friend, are missing out. Honestly, pickle flavour.

Oh, he's gone now, walked past. Eh.

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7:59am

But still, Original?!?!?

What a beefhead. He will never learn.

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