Welcome To My Stupid Life

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Today sucked.

Mary-Anne is a stupid little doo-doo head. She stole my pencil in physics class today and gave it to Andy because she thinks it's gonna make him fall head over heels for her. She is totally in love with him. It's gross. I don't get why she likes him... he's a total nose-picker. Yesterday I saw him sitting in the cafeteria by himself, wiping his boogers all over the table. Plus, he only ever eats chicken nuggets. What is he, like five? 

Me, I'm much more sophisticated. I spend my free time writing novels and I drink all my beverages out of a wine glass. Sometimes, I even stay up late enough to see the sunset AND I get to leave the house on my own now. I'm not as mature as Ashley though. She's got a boyfriend who lives in France, and in the 9th-grade social hierarchy that pretty much makes you royalty.

I'm not really up there in the popularity ranks, but I don't even care. I've got Roger and that's all that matters. He's my best friend in the whole world. We've known each other since we were kids and we do everything together. Playing video games, watching movies and talking about stupid kids at school. Pretty much anything you can name we've done together. First day of Kindergarten? Yep. First time wetting our pants at school? Yeah. First time eating dirt? We've done that too. 

He lives right across the road so we see each other all the time. That's why we're so close. My mom doesn't like that I hang out with him so much. She says I need to have more friends than just Roger, but really it's because she thinks Becky is a terrible parent and a bad influence. That's what I heard her saying to dad anyway. Becky is Roger's mom. She's had at least 5 boyfriends since I've known her and my dad says it's because she doesn't want to pay her taxes, so has to get others to do it for her. 

It doesn't really matter what my parents say about her, the point is they don't really get along. So Roger and I have kind of an unrequited friendship. A bit like Romeo and Juliet, but we are NOT in love and nobody dies in the end. At least I hope so...

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