I can't believe I actually have to MOVE. Come on, people, Kemp and I were perfectly fine at Sandalwood, do we have to move?!
Oops, wrong place. Hi, I'm Massie Block, the guy snoring in his sleep over there like I hadn't just ranted onto paper with a purple gel pen is my stepbrother Kemp Hurley, and our parents/step-parents are William and Meredith Block-Hurley.
Why do I have to share a room with Kemp if we live in a mansion? It makes absolutely no sense.
We live in Seattle, and we're moving soon to Westchester, New York, like we care where it is! To a Briarwood-Octavian Day School, if you'll believe that. Oh, wait, Kemp is up. Maybe he'll share his thoughts on here that don't RELATE to food. Or girls. Or math homework.
Hey! Massie! STOP THE PURSE SMACKING!
It's the truth.
Alright, I get it. I get it, so stop whacking me with your purse! To describe something appearance-wide that Massie, who normally is too obsessed with her looks, won't talk about-
Kemp. I have a pimple on my cheek.
Anyway, Massie there has 'ah-mazing dark brown hair with caramel highlights', 'ah-bsolutely piercing liquid amber eyes', and 'a gorgeous body.'
Where the hell did you get the last one?
From soccer captain Jeremy Michaels.
Ugh…that guy is creepy! Anyway, Kemp there seriously looks like he could be my brother. Dark brown eyes, dark brown hair, serious soccer player.
That's probably because I practically am your brother. Anyway, moving on.
Kemp, I can hear mom calling us from the kitchen. Yay for turkey bacon.
She knows we, mostly you, hate that stuff.
Sorry, but I just can't handle that stuff. Anyway, we move on Sunday…and it's already Friday.
Bright side is, we get to skip school due to packing.
Now she's screaming. See you, purple and red striped book of ours. How they managed to get our favorite colors on there is beyond me…
A/N: So? Please read and review! The purple button is your friend...
XOXO, Random!