Chapter One

A/N: Ok, this is PATHETIC, so if you don't feel like reading something VERY stupid right now, DON'T READ THIS! Just a stinky story I felt like writing cuz I'm bored.

Disclaimer: Don't own Drake, Josh, Megan, Walter, Audrey, etc.

Drake: Midnightwriter1898 better not own us! We'd be crazy!

Josh: I know, I can only imagine how she's going to make Megan!

Drake: Don't scare me like that.

Josh: Yeah, you might have a heart-attack or something like that.

Drake: No! My heart might stop!

Josh: Okay…

Drake Parker walked in the room he shared with his step-brother, Josh Nichols, and tossed his jacket into the

Drake: Uhh, let me think, where would I throw my jacket?

floor.

"Hey, Drake, what –"

Drake: Girl did I go out with today?

Josh: No! You MORON!

"did you do this time?" Josh asked from

Drake: (and his smartness) Uhh… his "special" germy bed?

Josh: Hey! My bed does not have "germs"!

Drake: Whatever, man.

the corner of his room, where he sat at his desk.

"Nothing. Me and –"

Drake: Okay, let me think, which girl was it this time… Nichole, Brittney, Morgan, Jessica, Jade, Jasmine, Hannah, Iris, Ursula, Ariel… (list goes on FOREVER & a day)

"uhh… the girl went to see a movie."

"You went out with a girl, and you don't even know –"

Drake: Wait a minute; I've almost remembered her name…

"her name?"

"I guess so." Drake replied, picking up a bag

Drake: Filled with all my toenail clippings? And hair cuts?

of cheese puffs and sitting down on his bed.

Everyone reading this: Umm… ok… I'm just going to… uhh… RUN!

"Aren't you supposed to be–"

Drake: Hang on, I might be able to guess this one… dating? Oh yeah, that reminds me, I've got a date in 10 seconds!

"doing your homework?" Josh questioned.

"Who does homework?" Drake laughed

Josh: Not you!

"I know who does homework! Kids who care about their grades, which obviously does not –"

Drake: Mean me?

"include you!"

Drake: Must you insult me where people will see it?

"Whatever man. I'm leaving." Drake picked up his

Josh: 'Stupid bag' he bought from Megan?

jacket again and walking out of the room.

A/N: See, what did I say? It's pathetic & pointless. I just felt like being stupid (apparently VERY stupid). Sry! I can't help the evilness in me! lol. Flames will be used to burn my dad's 101 guitars.