The autobiography of Massie Block, (helped by Claire)
Hi everyone my name is Massie Block, and I'm going to tell you everything from my beautiful birth to my aw-some status at BOCD.
Ya and I'm going to help since Massie can't complete her English paper without my help.
SHHH! Remember we WEREN'T telling them it's for homework!
Ok. Sorry everyone this isn't for homework.
Thank you. Now onto MY autobiography.
Wait. If this is a auto- meaning my and biography meaning life. Shouldn't you be telling them without me.
Whatever. Let me talk. Ok.
Get on with it.
It all started out at the Grand Gemeni in NYC. Where I was born.
You weren't born in NY, you were born in Alabama when your parents were visiting your Aunt Serena.
Shut up Claire how do you know that!
Ah hello I live in your guest house.
Oh ya.
See why she needs me.
Ya I'm sure they don't but whatever.
Okay, continue.
Then at age 3 I learned how to walk, talk, and of course shop and sing.
Ok, first, of course I didn't know you then, but here are some facts:
-You didn't learn to talk till 4 and a half
-You didn't learn to walk till 4!
-You didn't pick your own clothing till 8
Claire! SHUT UP!
FINE.
So then at age 7 I met my bff 4 ever Alicia Rivera.
Um, ok.
Fine maybe she is isn't bff 4 ever material. But how about Dylan Marvil.
Ah she's a BFF not bff 4 ever! And we know Kristen is so not bff 4 ever!
Ok then that leaves me to Claire Lyons
Ya me I'm last.
What'ya expect?
I don't know, I gotta go. I have to meet Layne at Pizza 4 ever at 5 so see ya. (oh try not to make up stuff)
Luve you to.
So back to me, lets skip middle school which was a bore, and go to junior high.
There I was a goddess, ya well until we spied on those boys in the bomb room. Ya then we got dumped at Sky Hamilton's Halloween party. (I hate my Claire conscience)
OK so seventh grade stunk, on to eight.
After Briarwood's wave pool flooded and the building collapsed OCD turned totally BOCD, when we then were forced….
Well this is way to boring with out Ca-laire! So by everyone! Au veir!
