A/N: lulz, Enjoy(:
Disclaimer: Don't own '. If I did, I would rub it in your face. And I'd be best buds with Sterling and Demi. Oh and Tiffany. Deffs for Tiffs!
"Hello girls"
With a suave flip of the hair and a flirty smile I walked by a gaggle of girls. And of course they giggled.
I was confused now. That was the fifth time I walked by girls, slightly flirted with them, and they giggled. And not the whole "hee hee OMG he looked at me hee hee!" kind of giggling but the obnoxious and catty giggles that make girls seem, well, evil. And you know what? I was getting mad. No one ever obnoxiously laughs in my presence. Maybe Sonny, she was special. Not that that mattered. Only Chad Dylan Cooper can laugh obnoxiously in his own presence!
"Ladies"
And with a wink I walked off to find the Meal or No Meal girls. They were hot, and always wore these nice dresses that made my imagination go wild.
Sue me, I'm a guy.
"So, girls. How you doin'?" I did the whole finger gun shoot toward them and used a line I picked up from an actor from a tv show. What was it called? Buddies?
Whatever.
Yes! No giggl- Nope, never mind. What was it? I was going crazy.
I decided to visit my kingdoms hermit. Or my favorite random/person.
Sonny Munroe.
"Sonny! Help! I'm about to tear my hair out. But that would be a bad idea, since my hair is my crown as I am the king and you are the hermit."
"Excuse me?"
Crap. Did I just say that out loud?
"I mean that in the nicest way possible. Anyways, Sonny, why is everyone giggl- Hey! Why are you laughing?!"
"Well, it's ju-ust -giggle- that your f-fly is -more laughter- do-own!"
A/N: Yeah, I know. That was lame. LAME! Tell me how lame it was in a review! This really happened to one of my friends who moved to Houston, Kyle. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
