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Chapter 2:
you know that karma can hold a grudge
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Dear Diary,
WHY GOD? WHY ME? WHAT DID I EVER DO TO DESERVE THIS?!
Ahem. Yeah.
It's Tuesday, and it's Day Two since Jimmy broke up with me. And only three days until the dance. A dance in which I am unwillingly going to.
And, OHMYGAWD, Jimmy is going with BETTY. I don't know how she does it. Captures guys like that, I mean. Does she have some sort of secret powers? Or is she just a really super good kisser? I don't know. I don't really WANT to know, either.
But Nick asked me to the dance, and I said no. I'm going alone - well, technically with Libby - because I DON'T STOOP AS LOW AS JIMMY DOES.
I mean, C'MON MAN! You don't just break up with your girlfriend of two years and then go to the dance with the girl you cheated on her with.
That's low. Really, REALLY low.
So, I will probably get drunk (again) on spiked punch and end up doing something I regret on Friday night…
…but my life can't get any worse that it is now.
I miss Jimmy. I admit that now. Unwillingly.
I'm going to go cry some more.
FREAKING GOSH,
Cindy.
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To:greeneyedgoddess
From: musicsavesmysoul
Subject: Your life has ended. I'M AS PESSIMISTIC AT YOU NOW. HA.
I hate to be the Bearer of Bad News, but I, um, totally saw Betty and Jimmy…kissing after lunch today.
Sorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorry.
Really. You don't deserve the HORRIBLE, MISERABLE treatment from him, but you do deserve to know what's going on. Ignorance is not bliss.
But you're going to the dance. We're already got out dresses, we already got our SHOES.
YOU DO NOT WASTE SHOES.
- Libby.
P.S. I LOVE YOU, GIRL. I'M HERE FOR YOU.
MAIM. JIMMY.
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To: musicsavesmysoul
From: greeneyedgoddess
Subject: For a Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic. Paramore? Yes.
So. That's wonderful news. Great.
FUCKINGSHITBITCH.
…
I'm still going.
And I'm taking Nick.
- Cindy.
P.S. Thanks. It means a lot.
FUCK.
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To: brainblast801
From: ultralordrulez
Subject: YOU'RE GONNA DIE.
Seriously. Libby is yelling at me because she's mad at you. What did you do?!
Did you…do the nasty with Betty, and now you carry her panties around so you have proof?
Oops. That's Nick.
- Sheen.
P.S. You didn't really do the nasty with Betty, did you?
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To: ultralordrulez
From: brainblast801
Subject: No I'm not.
I didn't do anything…
Crap. Well, Betty kissed me right after lunch and she might've seen that.
But NO, I DID NOT DO THE NASTY WITH BETTY.
That's almost as bad as Nick and Cindy -
…no comment. That just makes me pissed off.
Nick carries Betty's panties around? Seriously?
- Jimmy.
P.S. NO.
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Cindy,
BETTY'S SHOOTING YOU DEATH GLARES. DIE. DIE. DIE.
- Libby.
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Libby,
I KNOW, damnit. Do you think I'm blind?
I think even CARL sees Betty giving me freaking death glares.
I don't deserve this…
Do I?
- Cindy.
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Cindy,
Sorry. Just making sure.
Carl is denser than you think. You give him TOO MUCH credit. Ha.
NO, YOU DON'T DESERVE THIS.
I think Nick is giving Jimmy death glares.
This is screwed up, you know that?
Holy shit. Are they verbally fighting now?
Sweet.
- Libby.
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Libby,
Thanks.
And freaking yes, they're giving each other death glares and fighting. Verbally. But they're not getting very loud - should someone intervene?
Is that a fist?
HOLY CRAP LIBBY. ARE THEY FIGHTING OVER ME?
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To: greeneyedgoddess
From: musicsavesmysoul
Subject: Woah. Dude.
Um, Jimmy and Nick both have hardcore detention, and Nick is sporting a black eye and Jimmy's lip was bleeding but not anymore.
Do you have more dirt than me? Because that's all I have.
Man, did you hear what they were yelling about when Jimmy punched Nick?!
It was like, "Stay away from my girl!" or something like that.
I think they were fighting over you. Betty's totally not worth a fight like that.
Have you talked to either of them?
MY GOSSIP SENSES ARE TOTALLY TINGLING.
- Libby.
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To: musicsavesmysoul
From: greeneyedgoddess
Subject: I know!
Um, I know about as much as you do.
And yes…Libby, I was sitting right in front of Nick, you know. For a second I thought Jimmy's fist would miss and hit me. Ha. I actually smiled when I typed that. Funny stuff.
And then, I just remembered how miserable my life is, and now I'm scowling. Again. Will my face stick this way?
I doubt they were fighting over me. I didn't really hear what they were talking about, because they were more like growling and grunting than talking or yelling. Do you have dog-like hearing?
No. Do you dare me to talk to Jimmy? NO WAIT I TAKE THAT BACK.
And stop watching so much Gossip Girl. You're not as good as she is, get over it.
- Cindy.
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To: greeneyedgoddess
From: musicsavesmysoul
Subject: We all know. The world is all knowing.
But you're smarter than me! Yes, I'm whining.
I'm glad you smiled. Even though I've been trying to get you to smile for the past 24 hours STRAIGHT and nothing has worked. Good job.
You're life isn't miserable it's temporarily bad. Don't be so dramatic, gosh!
Yes, that was me, being a hypocrite. I'm all sort of things today.
DENIAL. DENIAL. DENIAL…IS NOT JUST A RIVER IN EGYPT. You're in it. They were TOTALLY fighting over you.
I have very good hearing. Better than you think.
I DOUBLE-DOG DARE YOU. And you can't back out of it, because you were the one who brought it up. Too bad, so sad.
I love GG. Plus, we are very alike. Don't DENY it. I am just as good as she is.
Don't a bitch.
Smiles all around,
Libby.
P.S. MAIM. MAIM.
PUNCH. SMACK. OTHER VULGAR, VIOLENT, THREATENING WORDS.
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THE LIST OF THE DAY!
REASONS WHY CINDY SHOULD GET REVENGE
By Libby Folfax. (as known as: Gossip Girl 2).
and commented by: the all-knowing pessimist, Cindy Vortex. Hooray.
1). He's going to the dance with Betty.
In which I shall go with Nick.
Exactly. You learn very quickly.
I learn from the best.
2). He broke up with you.
True-ness.
…what?
Nothing. Dry humor-ish. Sort of.
Not really.
Whatever! Move on!
3). He's being cruel! RAWR.
Again, freaking true! Dude, I'm innocent. Well…no, I'm not, but he's at fault, too! Just because we BOTH did something wrong does NOT mean that he needs to act like I'm the devil or something!
There's my dramatic, ranting Cindy. Ah, how refreshing. I was tired of your agreeing, dull side.
I have an agreeing, dull side?
…Yes.
4). I believe that he needs a taste of his own medicine.
And I believe you are smoking too much crack.
YAY. THE MEAN CINDY IS HERE. PLUS PESSIMISM. PLUS PLUS.
Crack is wack.
NOW SHE RHYMES!
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To: musicsavesmysoul
From: greeneyedgoddess
Subject: I ruined my own life even more than it already was. I'm horrible.
Really, Libby. I took your dare and I actually talked to Jimmy. I didn't hunt him down or anything, though. I just saw him while walking home from school.
And…here's how our wonderful conversation went (it's burned forever into my memory):
Me: "Neutron."
Jimmy: "Vortex."
HEY, WE'RE BACK AT SQUARE ONE. OR FIFTH GRADE. WHATEVER YOU WANT TO CALL IT. EITHER WAY, BOTH SUCK.
Me: "Why did you punch Nick?"
Silence. Awkward silence, actually. Cue nervous sweating and stumbling.
Jimmy: "No reason."
Cue rolling eyes.
Me: "Oh, really, now?"
Cue glaring.
Jimmy: "Well, I don't like him."
Me: "And I don't like Betty, but at least I have a reason."
Cue bitter laughing.
Jimmy: "I have a reason. What's yours?"
Me: "I think you know."
More silence.
Jimmy: "Well, you know mine, too, then."
Glares. Silence. Awkward-ness.
What has happened to us?
Cue almost-crying.
Me: "I'm sorry."
Cue sad shaking of head.
Jimmy: "Me too, Cindy. Me too."
Cue walking away, staring, and more sadness.
I really am crying now (again), and I really can't help it. Really, really, really.
I hate karma.
No more smiles, ever,
Cindy.
P.S. Starbucks?
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This is so fun to write! I love it.
And I know you guys are super mad because I said I'm not going to continue dear sweetheart.
But after reading recent reviews, I've thinking.
I might continue. Maybe. I'm super busy lately, so it's not a definite.
See? I'm not so mean.
So return the kindness and review, please.
Smiles all around.