A/N: Hey everyone! This is my first fanfic (second really but I deleted my other one, it was crap) Anyway, I am going to write the school trip. Thanks to the people who reviewed when I needed help.

I do not own any of the characters, just the plot.

Chapter 1: Blimey O'Reilly! Why did I say that?

Still Saturday.

Home

My dad was shocked when he saw me come home so early. So shocked he waddled into the hallway and tripped over the phone cord and landed belly first on the floor. I would have had a field day if that happened at any other time on any other day, but I am too full of depressosity to laugh. Although watching him attempting to get up did bring out some inner laugh. And attempting being the key word here.

In my Bed of Pain

Typical. This is just typical of an upbringing like mine. I get offered a cake from the cake shop of Lurrrve (a rather yummy cake at that) and I decide i'm not going back and asking for a refund. Instead I find my cake has grown legs and walked off having the slight humpty dumpty with me. Possibly leaving me with no cakes at all. Merde.

1 Minute later

Why can't I have a normal life. Normal which doesn't include a criminally insane four year old toddler who insists on sleeping in my bed every night. She was nice enough not to bring her whole 'gang' with her. Just Scuba Diving Barbie. Which she has shoved right up my nose. Every time I try to move SDB out the way, Libby wriggles around and somehow she finds her way back up there again. As if my life isn't bad enough already, It will be the size of Jupiter by tomorrow. Perfect.

1 Minute later

Is Jupiter that big? Anyway the nub and gist is that my nose with be big. Not that it's not big already. It will just swell up double its size, to top off the perfectly perfect weekend i'm having so far. Why couldn't Big G bless me with a normal sized conk? That way, I would have one less thing to worry about.

10 Minutes later

Mutti came mumming in wearing only what a prostitute would be caught, only much much worse.

She said "Gee, Are you awake?"

No of course i'm not awake. She has just turned the blinding light on and crashed open the door, while downstairs; Vati is breaking every possible thing in sight. Can't she see what I am putting up with? So I said in all maturosity of all times "No."

She wouldn't let it go though. Can't she see I am grieving? Ha. That was stupid of me. Thinking my own mother would notice anything to do with me. I told her that to.

I said "Sorry Mutti, I must be mistaking you for someone who cares what goes on in my life the one time I don't actually want them to. Now if you could shut the door on your way out, thank you."

She just tutted and walked out.

10 Minutes later

Why is Libby's botty so cold. You could freeze ice poles on this thing.

1 Minute later

I will never be able to sleep in these conditions. I don't think Masimo would want a girlfriend with bags down to her knees. Although, I don't actually now if I am still his girlfriend. I didn't actually do anything really wrong. Did I?

2 Seconds later

Don't answer that.

1 Minute later

Ok, so I have had a few accidental snogs with Mr. Laugh but that doesn't make any difference. He doesn't know about them.

Or does he?

10 Seconds later

Maybe he found out through Radio Jas. She didn't get that nickname for nothing you know. But I don't think she saw it either. So I think I am in the clear. Speaking of Radios, the Ace gang didn't even come out to see how I was in such tragic times. They were too busy snogging their boyfriends. But Masimo did over react abit. I only danced with Dave. He really is a marvy dancer. No! Get out of my head Dave. Enticing me with your excellent dancing skills. You got me into this mess.

1 Minute later

Maybe it would be better if I didn't go out with Masimo.

2 Minutes later

What am I saying? He is a Lurrrve God. Gorgey porgey and a half. Just thinking about his smile is making me go Jelloid.

Phwoarrr.

Sunday 18th September

7.00am

Yes. Just what I thorght. Conk the size of the Atlantic Ocean. Brillopads.

10 minutes later

I can't remember the last time I woke up this early on a weekend. I think Vati was thinking the same thing to.

He said "Gee? Why are you awake? Has your bed been robbed or something?" and he started laughing at himself. When I say laugh, I mean he laughed and then started choking. Good times.

2 seconds later

Mutti is staring at me like a staring thing on staring tablets. My mother was using the staring campaign against me. Well two can play at that game.

1 second later

Staring at Mutti.

2 seconds later

Still staring.

10 seconds later

Still staring. How long can this go on for?

1 minute later

"So, are you going to tell me what happened last night?"

Hell would freeze over before I tell Mutti about my boy type life. She would only say 'It's your own fault for entrancing too many boys at once.' I mean, I can get that sort of lecture from Jas. Which, as a matter of fact, I would rather get from Jas.

So as an act of maturosity, I ignorez-voused her and went to my room.

Looking out my bedroom window

I can see Mr. Next door gardening in his famous gardening shorts which shows his excessively large bottom. More than you need to see in the morning I will tell you that, especially when he bends over and you get the blinding sight in the eye. And of course the Prat Poodles pratting around, yapping or whatever it is poodles do.

1 minute later

I wonder where Angus and Gordy are. They are usually riding the poodles like cowboys, rounding them up in their dog housey type things whenever they get the chance.

1 minute later

Oh there they are. Hiding in the bushes. What are they waiting for?

20 seconds later

I get it! They are waiting for Mr. Next door to turn around which should be any minute now unless his botty forces him to topple over, breaking something of the bum-oley kind. So either way, Angus and Gordy will strike.

10 seconds later

And SCORE! They jumped straight from the bushes right onto the yapping things and rode them straight into the wall. Result. Mr. Next door hasn't even noticed. Haha! It has to be said they are super cats. They are really getting to terms with their Scottish wildcat sides lately.

20 Minutes later

Phone rang.

"Don't worry about answering the phone Mutti. You rest from all your very useful housework, cooking and all the other useful things you do, being a mother in all!" I shouted.

"Thanks Gee!"

Good grief. Do I have to do everything in this house?

It was Jas.

She said "Gee? Where did you go last night? Me and Rosie went looking for you, only to find out you walked off home without even saying goodbye."

Silence.

"GEORGIA!"

"Ok Jazzy Spazzy, No need to shout. Why did you ask me where I went when you know where I went?"

"Georgia stop being stupid. Y'know, this might be the reason why Masimo dumped you. You are too childish."

I can always count on Jas to cheer me up. Not.

"Jas. He didn't dump me. He has the hump with me which you would have known if you would have put Tom down long enough to come to see how I was. And besides you only would have told me I was being a tart and should have more control over my red bottomosity."

"Yes Georgia you were being a tart and yes you should have more contr-"

I put the phone down. She will call back and apologize. She can't stand not talking to someone as great as me.

10 Minutes later

She didn't call back. Ho hum pigs bum. Back in my room, bored as a bored thing in bored land.

10 seconds later

Oh Masimo, why do you have the humpty dumpty with me? We could be out having a great time, snogging and errr, snogging?

10 seconds later

I suppose I will have to find something entertaining to do until he realises it was a mistake to break up with me, comes over here and ask me to move to Italy with him escaping the loony bin I call home.

2 seconds later

Would I want to move to Italy with him? As much as my parents annoy me into the valley of suicide, I don't think I would want to. Although they are quite literally gorgey porgey over there. Yummy. (The Italians, just to clear things up)

12.30 pm

Doorbell rung. I heard Mutti loon off to answer it.

"Ciao Mrs. Nicolson. Is Georgia home?"

Oh my giddy god. Masimo! What am I going to do? I have no make-up on and still in these bloody teletubby jimjams. OhmygodOhmygod.

"Georgia, love, it's for you." Shouted Mutti.

"Just, erm, a err, second." It came out all wrong as at that moment I was trying to put my jeans on, then I realised I was trying to get both legs into the same hole.

1 minute later

Wearing dark blue jeans and a nice grey top with sparkles. Very nice if I do say so myself.

Now make-up, make-up.

10 minutes later

Has to be record time on the make-up front. I went for the natural look so, Foundation, Mascara, Eyeliner, Lippy and Lip gloss. Marvy.

1 minute later

Practically fell down the stairs and I was so nervous. I took a deep breath in, trying to think of something normal to say, when I saw Mutti and Masimo sitting on the couch, with Mum pretty much on his lap. That is the kind of world we live in.

"Ciao, Miss Georgia. How are you?" He smiled that gorgey smile and he looked at me right in the eyes. Jelloid city.

"Errr...Great thanks. I actually wanted to talk to you." I looked at Mum. She looked at me. Masimo looked at Mum. She looked at him. It was like a looking fest. I felt like shouting 'Move out women, we don't want you in here. Go far far away! And don't come back either!' Of course I didn't because then I would be in deep poo. I wouldn't have to either because after about 4 centuries she caught on.

"Right, errr, yes. I will be, y'know, yes." Again please?

I looked at Masimo and I did a sort of half smile and sat down. He sat down too. I was tempted to stand up and dance like a chicken to see if he would copy but I though that would be a little too weird.

1 minute later

Complete silence. This is making me really nervy. I hate long silences. I always end up saying something complete and utter rubbish but not this time. Nope.

2 seconds later

"Seen the footie scores recently?"

Blimey O'Reilly! Why did I say that? Why did I allow myself to say that? I had forbid myself from saying that ever again because it didn't go well last time. I think I topped it off nicely running for the imaginary train.

Luckily he laughed. It wasn't a 'Gosh, I can't believe I am going out with this girl!' laugh it was more of a 'I'm really sorry for messing this all up and I want to snog you to within an inch of your life' laugh. But a laugh nevertheless.

He looked down to the ground. Say something already! I'm going to have a nervy.b. Luckily he spoke.

"Georgia, I am sorry about the fight, with Dave. It was a mistake. Do you forgive me?"

I looked to the floor. I know I wanted to say yes you big Italian hunk, but I thought about last night and how much he over reacted. What if it happened again and he had the humpty dumpty again I couldn't just forgive him whenever he wanted me to. No I don't forgive him. I can't believe I am doing this! I couldn't get my mouth to work, so I just shook my head. He stood up and walked over to me and took my face in his hands (Not literally you fools, he just held my face.)

He said "If that is what you want. I am sorry." And walked out.

I just dumped Masimo. A Lurrrve God. Possibly the last boy who would actually want anything to do with me. What is wrong with me?

A/N: Rightoo. Masimo is out of the picture. Sorry there has been no Dave but I promise him soon. Is the Gee Nick's language ok or does there need to be more? Also, can some people give me some ideas on where they can go for their school trip? I was thinking about France but they have been there before, but would it be more interesting with the boys this time? Please review and please tell me what I can do to make it better. Thanks chums!