Our favorite classmates are now in high school. That means they have new technology such as msn, texting, blogging, and email. What are the secrets that lurk behind the group of friends?

MSN: CARLOS AND RALPHIE

9:30 P.M.

"Hey Carlos, what time is the game tomorrow" Ralphie typed in.

"I think it's at 5" Carlos responded.

"Okay, that's tight. I'll still have enough time to go on a date with Keesha. Aren't you going to give your free M.V.P. ticket to D.A.?"

"What are you talking about dude?" Carlos responded blushing slightly.

"Come on, give it up already! Everyone knows you and D.A. have a thing for each other!" Ralphie wrote back- making sure he used extra exclamation points.

"God, I have no idea what you are talking about. "Dorky Ann," She's a total goody-two shoes who seriously has something up her ass. Why would I find her attractive? God, I'm literally laughing out loud." Carlos replied.

"Well, sure she may be a nerd but she has a little something-something. Also, stop lying to yourself. She's your best girl friend, the girl you've had a crush on since pre-school. Come on dude, it's me you're talking too. You don't have to protect your reputation." Ralphie typed in.

"Keesha forced you to read girl magazines on emotions, didn't she? Well I'm going to log off and once again, I don't love D.A.!"

"Okay, night brother. Also, who said anything about loving her? I only said you had a crush on her." Ralphie replied.

Blog Entry: April 8, 2009- 12:00 P.M.

Man, this sucks. In computers and technology class I have to do a stupid blog. What is even more stupid is that the teacher doesn't even read these. So I'm just going to write crap and see if she cares.

Well anyways, today is Thursday- big whoop. So far everything, just like this town and school, has been boring. In weight training I benched five fifty, in world history I fell asleep, and now I'm typing this stupid blog. I really feel like searching up Mad T.V. on you tube. However, I can't wait until Honors chemistry. I have always been good at science, thanks to my favorite teacher in the world.

Also, there's a certain blond girl to thank as well. Damn, I'll run a thousand miles for her any day. I hate to admit it to myself and everyone else, but she's definitely the only hot girl at this school. She's pretty, not just okay pretty, but amazingly pretty. In a way, I miss the pigtails she used to sport in 4th grade. She's also the smartest girl in the school; she has a perfect 4.0 grade point average. Thank god teachers always put students in alphabetical order. Thank god my ancestors decided to have the awesome last name Ramone. They had to be Italian Stallions just like me to choose such a great last name.

Well class is over in five minutes; I better log off and try to be the first in line for lunch, also to choose a seat next to my favorite person in the world.

MSN: Dorothy Ann Parker and Keesha

3:00 P.M.

"O my god! Keesha guess what?!" D.A. typed in enthusiastically.

"What?" Keesha responded.

"Carlos gave me his free MVP ticket! I just don't understand why he gave it to me. Right before he gave it to me at the end of school, we argued in chemistry over what we should do for our group project."

"Why are you guy's partners? You always argue over something."

"The teacher put us together to learn to 'work' together. I mean we already sit next to each other, but the teacher thought we should get closer rather than farther apart. It's so strange, we're practically best friends but he loves to torment me."

"Well, duh! He likes you! Seriously, D.A. you definitely can't be that oblivious. He has had a crush on you even before first grade. Also, you can deny it all you want- but everyone but him knows you like him back."

"Please Keesha, don't make me laugh. I could never like that…that…imbecile. And, you think? I know I haven't ever had a real relationship, but really? There's no way he likes me, or any guy for that matter."

"Dorothy Ann, pretty much every guy at school has a thing for you. Yesterday, in chemistry, John tried to pass you a note asking you on a date."

"I never got the note…"

"Yeah, he tried. Carlos put the note in the trashcan before it reached you. How cute is that?! Trust me girlfriend, he likes you- A LOT!"

"Really?! You're playing me aren't you? Well I'm going to start getting ready for the basketball game. I'll see you and Ralphie there. Also, I don't really know. Maybe I do like him…" Dorothy typed in before logging off, making sure to add a smiling winking face onto the end.