I know it's a few days late, but who watched NCIS a few nights back? Oh. My. Gawd!

(PS- I'm listening to the Kiss and Tell album on YouTube :D)

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I don't like Chad Dylan Cooper. I've been saying this forever and do I ever get believed? Nope. Does anyone laugh at me? Tawni. She says I'm 'in denial'. Pssh. Denial is what I'm NOT it. I don't get in denial...it causes me to fight with myself. I hate fighting with myself. I always lose.

Well, on this particular subject (Chad Dylan Cooper, that is), I prefer to just ignore the whole idea of Chad. He's Chad. What more must I say? Fine. I'll tell you why I do not like Chad Dylan Cooper.

He's A-N-N-O-Y-I-N-G to no end. He is always bothering me and it's so irritating. I cannot put up with that. No one can put up with that. It's ludacris! Haha ludacris. I love that word.

He's bossy. It's always 'Do this for me', 'Get me a sandwich', 'Fall in love with me'....it's a tag onto his annoying self. He's just a very irritating person.

He has, like...eyes. Like these EYES. They make me want to go jump into an ocean. No scratch that. Ocean's make me think of Chad's eyes. They are way too blue. So blue that I wish I could just fall into them. It's so....ANNOYING (for lack of better term).

He's really, really arrogant. Chad thinks he's all that and a bag of potato chips, but really he's not. He's like the bag of potato chips that looks nice, but when you open it up it only has like 5 chips and a bunch of crumbs. You know how disappointed you are that they aren't what they promised to be? A bag of chips, right? Well that's Chad. But the chips on the bottom are what you savor. Chad does have the nice factor somewhere deep. Just like that bag of chips.

Okay, so maybe he's alright. It doesn't mean I'm in love with him. I'm only 16, remember? I don't fall in love. But I can fall in love...right? I'm just gonna defy the laws of society! Yeah that's me! Sonny the rebel. Here she comes...

"Chad, I li-like you." My mirror scowled at me. Not good enough, Monroe! You know, I've always hated that stupid voice in the back of my head.

Whatever. I'll just ignore that voice.

Wait a minute...I don't remember walking up to Chad.

No no no no....this can't be happening.

"I like you!" I shouted. Before I could get a response, I covered my mouth. And I ran away. I mean, what else could I really do? Wait? No. I'll just hide in the prop house for the rest of my life.

That works for me.

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Okay it's shorter than Chad's, but I have homework to do :) See you next story!