Cobras are 15 in this story.
I don't own any of the characters of Stand By Me only the ones never heard of.
Just a little information: it has the lipsticks in it, but they go to the cobras school, and they are the cobras girls, anything that happens in this story with them does not happen in Let's Play Ball and vice versa.
Reality Sucks
1956
Dear diary
There are three reasons why I am writing in you (or this, I don't know what people call their diaries so I'm just going to call you, you!).
1) When I become an old woman, I can look back and laugh (or cry) about the things going through my head and what happened.
2) This will improve my writing skills and make me better at my spelling and shit (I forgot to say I tend to swear a lot) even though I don't want to become a writer, I want to be an actress like Marilyn Monroe, Judy Garland, Jane Russell, etc, of course I ain't beautiful like they are I'm just normal, average, a plain Jane.
3) I am bored, there is nothing to do in this shit-hole town all it is, is restaurants, sweet shops, food shops, more food shops and of course food shops, the only thing that is remotely interesting is the forest, but it's muddy and I don't like getting dirty.
So that's basically why I am writing in this, here's some information about me:
Full name- Heather Rose Grant
My age- 15 bloody years old (people say the best years of your life is when you're a teenager but that's not true).
Parent's names- Judy and Peter Grant
Siblings- No, unless you count one annoying little brother who's ambition in life is to make my life a living hell, his name is Joseph and he is a 9 year old brat.
Fav musicians- Buddy Holly, Elvis Presley, The Shirells, Connie Francis, The Chordettes.
Fav film - There's no business like show business, Gentlemen prefer blondes.
What I look like- short brown hair, green eyes.
School- Rock High, dirty old stupid school, can you tell I hate it? There's only one person (oops I mean thing) that's good about it, you'll find out later.
Who/what I hate- ACE MERRILL and The Cobras, The Lipsticks (dirty skags), bananas, little brothers, coffee, ice tea (cold tea, blah).
Who/what I love- ACE MERRILL, cigarettes, alcohol (I'm addicted to those three things), chocolate, acting, make up, flowers, hot tea, and animals (except dogs).
Yes you did read it right I do hate and love Ace Merrill it's a love/hate relationship, actually I don't have a relationship with him, he doesn't even know I exist.
I can't help fancying him (I think I love him like proper love) he's mysterious, hot, bad, bad, bad, bad and bad.
Mrs. Heather Merrill,
Mrs. Merrill,
Mrs. Ace Merrill, they sound good don't they, I especially like Mrs. Heather Merrill it has a nice ring to it.
I've even thought of names for our children and how many we are going to have, 3 girls and 2 boys, yes that does mean me and Ace are going to have sex five times (I'm dreading it).
Okay, I'm going a little bit to far in to the future, but I know it is going to be in the future. (here comes the bride all dressed in white). I'm back to reality NOW. (Do you Ace Merrill take Heather Grant to be your lawful wedded wife), sorry my imagination got the best of me, Ace, Ace, Ace.
Let me talk about something else rather then 'you know who' a.k.a Ace….
Do you want to know what he was wearing today? Oh shit that is about Ace, anyway he was wearing his tight black trousers with a tight blue T-shirt, ahh he's so gorgeous. For a 15 year old.
I don't know what I would do if this got into the wrong hands, okay I do know what I'll do I will kill myself, and if Ace found this I'd shoot myself five million trillion billion times, so I am making a vow that I will keep this diary with me all the time and not let you out of my sight.
I've got to go my mum's calling me for dinner.
Urgh I HATE MY BROTHER, why am I related to him? Why did my parents decide to have sex again and bring him in to the world?(eww disgusting thought) Wasn't I good enough for them? (my mum said I was a good kid, so then why did they need him?) Why can't I have a sister? I'd rather have a dog then him (even though I'm scared shitless out of them).
Do you want to know what he did? He dropped his dinner on the floor (by accident my arse) when my mum and dad were out of the room, and said I pushed him out of the way (I didn't, as much as I hate him I don't push people…I punch them…I'm joking) they totally believed him (he's like the perfect son, can't do anything wrong, urgh).
But I got him back, I kicked him in the leg and he fell backwards on his chair and choked on the carrot he was eating, that was the most funniest thing that happened this week, I laughed so much it hurt, but I was sent up here with no desert.
One thing I hate about Ace Merrill, is The Cobras, they are assholes, stupid little freaks, who have no time to do school work but have time to drink and smoke like a chimney all day, I hate them H A T E the whole lot of them (except Ace sometimes) They like my brother are also here to make my life a living hell.
Just last week one of them put a rotten egg in my locker for no apparent reason, I reckon it was Richard Chambers (I am not going to call him Eyeball he doesn't deserve it from me) he is the most arrogant, pig-headed, bastard I have ever met.
Ahh about a month ago I had a giant zit on the end of my nose and I get very conscious of zits when people talk to me (I think they look at it) well he came into the lesson (history) sat next to me (stupid teacher made us a stupid seating plan) he took one look at me and sang "Heather the red nose reindeer had a very shiny nose, etc" out loud the whole class heard and they laughed for about five minutes (to me it was ten hours) I think I even saw the teacher laugh (stupid teacher I hope he stays single for the rest of his life) why is the whole world against me?.
Okay that's enough for today I'm getting bored, I'm going to listen to some music.
Love from Mrs Heather Merrill
P.S. I've got "Heather the red nose reindeer stuck in my head" ahhh.
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