I was watching football. I know, I know. You'd never think a girl like me would ever watch a sports show. But it's my secret pleasure - I can't help it. That wasn't all I was doing though; I was also doing homework. Eighth-grader multi-tasker superhero.
Darcy walked in our room. She put down her bag and immediately went to the computer. She opened MyRoomPage. "Why are you so addicted to writing a dumb blog no one reads?" I asked.
"I'm not addicted and people do read it. There's a whole online community of people who are one hundred zillion times less annoying than you are." Darcy replied, annoyed.
"It's good you have friends somewhere, even if they are invisible!" I retorted quickly.
Darcy threw a pen at me. I scoffed. Maybe a little bit too sarcastically…
Darcy started looking at a picture of herself wearing shorts online. I didn't like the idea. But it wasn't too bad, right? It's not like she was in a low-cut tank top.