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WEDNESDAY
Jess is the sickest girl in the world. Sick, meaning, she has the chicken pox. Is that karma or what?
When Alessa got the chicken pox, she was stuck in her room all day. I haven't gotten the chicken pox yet, thank goodness. Caleb- well, he's four. What do you think?
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Mule and Liz came over. We watched a movie called "Billy-bob Joe V Does it Again." Liz was laughing her pants off, but Mule said that the bully was so old- fashioned.
"Oh, brother!" I cried. Mule was an old bully.
"Don't get me scared of you again," Liz joked.
"Put a sock in it," Mule said.
"I don't have to if I don't want to. Isn't that right, James?"
"Leave me out of this," I replied, "I want to see a girl fight. Former bully against the...uh...girl."
And that might have fixed it.
THURSDAY
My mom once told me that I would fly one day. I believe her, all right. But I'll write about that later.
I remember once in preschool (Yes, we could afford preschool back then) when my friend, Amanda, said that we should play Truth or Dare.
"OK," my other friend, Tiff, agreed. "How 'bout you, Jaimy?"
"OK," I shrugged. "Just don't count on me to pick truth."
So the bottle pointed at me all the time, and all the time I picked Dare.
"I dare you to stick two pencils up your nose and clap your hands and say `Orf! I'm an warlus!'" Amanda dared.
"Fine."
So I stuck the two pencils up my nostrils, and I was about to clap my hands, when the teacher walks in. She stares at me with an open mouth. I looked like an idiot.
Anyways, looking back on that reminds me how much more I've grown. Because guess what? Here it goes:
Jess' best friend, Bes, tried to accuse me of stealing her pencil. She said it belonged to her grandma, who passed it to Bes' mom, and passed it to her. Well, she loved that pencil and was devastated when I "stole" it.
"Wait, is that pencil old and brown and unused?" I asked.
"Yes," Bes replied.
"Do you keep it in a little box?"
"You should know. You stole it."
"I did not steal it, you misplaced it."
"Huh?" Bes said, " Yeah right."
"Is so. You wrote a note to Jess and the pencil's in my desk."
Bes got in trouble, I was triumphant, and all was happily ever after.
Case closed.
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