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Alex's POV.

"Alex. Honey. Are you okay?" A voice said.

I opened my eyes slowly. Everything was blurry. From what I could see, it looked like I was in the layer.

"Huh, what? Where am I?" I said drowsily.

" Alex, it's dad. You fainted." The voice said.

"Oh, I must've hit my head pretty hard cuz, I remember you saying we were gonna leave for vacation on Friday. And that can't be possible because I'm going to the dance on Friday." I said hoping it was my imagination.

"But Alex, I did say that. We are going on vacation on Friday."

"WHAT?" I can't believe him! I had been looking forward to Friday for the past month! Ugh there is no way I'm going on that stupid vacation. I mean so what if I become BFF's with London Tipton and get on all the covers of the magazines with her and become amazingly rich so that Riley will be jealous if me and not care that I missed the dance. WAIT! This could work!

"Okay dad, I'll go. But I'm not going to the baseball game." I had to spend all my time with London if I wanted to be famous!

He sighed. "Well, I guess it's fair since you actually agreed to go. Now go pack."

Yeah right. Like I'm gonna pack 3 days before we leave. Besides, I gotta call Riley.

I ran to my room and picked up my new LG Dare, phone. I got it for my birthday and I love it! I held down number 2 (Riley's speed dial number) and waited.

(Alex Riley)

Hello?

Hey, guess who?

Hey Alex what's up?

Um, about the dance on Friday-

Oh yeah! I got a tuxedo like you begged me to.

Oh um really? I didn't think you actually would.

Well, you wanted me to so I did. Now what about the dance?

Oh, um, just called to tell you, um, I got a really cute dress!

Alex you hate dresses.

Well, it's a dance and I just kinda thought I should.

Okay, then. Well, see you tomorrow at school.

See ya.

Wait. Did you get the history essay done?

Oh, of course. Best I've ever written!

Okay bye.

Bye.

(End of Call)

How am I supposed to tell him? He actually bought a tuxedo and I know how much he hates dressing up. I can't believe I had to lie. And that reminds me, I gotta do that history paper.

Alex Russo,

Period 6.

The Mona Lisa was painted in 200 B.C. by Jackson Pollock. She painted it when she was living in Sydney, Australia. The Mona Lisa is frowning because she's not happy Alex has to go on a crappy vacation. What does this paper matter anyway? It's only 50 percent of my grade.

I hit print. Who cares if it's not any good? Not me. What I need to worry about is how to break the news to Riley. Hmm,

Not tell him and just not show up.

Tell him at school in front of people so he can't get mad at me.

Ask dad to PLEASE not go with them.

Ask mom to PLEASE not go with them.

Okay I chose b. Why? Because I wanna be a millionaire!

Oops it's midnight. I'd better get to bed before mom gets mad. I'll deal with the Riley problem tomorrow.

OOO what will Alex tell Riley? R&R.