The General Fascists have a staff meeting (ooo-er)
Monday, 19th September
8:30 pm
All dolled up and ready just in case Masimo is at the school gates.
It really is hard work being the girlfriend of a luuurve god, I may be kept in detention for the rest of my life if Hawkeye was to see me like this.
"Rollo says that the Foxton Lads are coming over to our school on Thrusday." Jools said. We all stopped walking and turned our attention to her.
"Erm... What... Er... I mean... Why?" Ellen said.
"For some Blodge thing. They're staying all day." Jools explained.
"Ooo-er." I said.
"Why would you be so interested Georgia? Your boyfriend doesn't go to Foxton." Jas said.
Who rattled her cage?!
"So. Just showing a little interest in the fact that all your boyfriends will be coming, because I am an ultra fabby friend."
"Dave will be here." Mabs said.
What is this?! Are they all going to gang up on me and force me to tell them all about my red-bottomosity?
I shrugged a dignity-at-all-times shrug.
"So." I said. Jas rolled her eyes.
That is it, I am ignorez-vousing her now.
3 minuets later
No sign of Masimo. Sigh.
But Hawkeye and Hitler Youth are at the gate, and they are holding a bag full of extra berets just in case anyone 'forgot' there's.
We all went into the loos to take off our makeup and pull our skirts down.
We're all doing Glove Animals. Rosie has her beard on, and she's given us all pipes. Except Jas that is, because she has a date with Tom after school and doesn't want detention. She is such a spoil sport.
I said that to her, I said, "Jas you are such a spoil sport."
And do you know what she said, she said, "Georgia, Masimo just arrived at the gate on his motorbike, and he's about to see you with gloves handing over your ears like an idiot."
Oh Dear Gott in Himmel.
2 minuets later
Rushing to reapply makeup, and pull skirt up. The gang went off and I told Jools to tell Masimo to come down a bit so that Hawkeye doesn't see us.
Jas got all huffy as Rosie wouldn't give her a pipe, because she wasn't doing Glove Animals.
Serves her right.
9 am
Was snogging Masimo for a bit, a little away from the school, but close enough for the girls to give me the evils.
Must I really be this hated because my boyfriend is a luuurve god?
And we were just about to get to a bit of number 5 when someone shouted,
"Georgia Nicolson!" And I turned around and Wet Lindsey was standing near us with her hands on her hips.
Then she walked over to us, and smiled.
"You have to go inside now, schools starting." She said in a sickening voice. What is her problem?
Then Masimo said, "Ah, you must go Bella, I'll pick you up after school, sí?"
I replied, "Sí" and then he kissed me for a moment and zoomed off on his motorbike.
As soon as he was gone, Lindsey turned to me snarling and said, "You'll be in big trouble for this Nicolson, you know you're not meant to be snogging outside of school, especially when your late."
And I said, "No one saw."
"Wrong. I saw, and you have detention today after school. Shame you can't see Masimo now. Oh well."
And she walked away, like a tarted up stick on wheels.
Oh dear god, I might just kill her.
French
Oh my giddy god in purple jimjams (ooo-er), we have just been told by Madame Slack that we are going to be doing the French Exchange in a month, and everyone was given a slip.
We had to fill it out in class (in French for some reason – qu'est ce que c'est le point?!) and then get our parents to sign it at home.
Apparently we are all going to get girl exchanges because we are exchanging with an all girl school.
Last year they did a mixed school, and the girls that got boy French Exchanges were practically groping each other every minuet of the day.
Well not each other. They were groping their boy French exchanges, they weren't lesbians. Well actually who knows, maybe some of them groped their girl exchanges.
Erlack! Shut up brain, and get off the stupid topic of groping.
5:20 pm
Just got out of detention, run, pant, run. Got to get to Masimo just before he leaves.
Apparently Jools told him that I have detention so can he wait for a while, but a while is 10 minuets not an hour.
Oh no, he's not here, and I feel quite possibly red. I think I shall be having these beetroot days more often if I don't calm down. But I am now the girlfriend of an Italian Stallion so I need to maintain maturosity, and all, and being red and sweaty every time I see him is not a great way to keep that maturosity thingamajig up.
Popped in the loos to wash my face and apply makeup, just in case Masimo is on his motorbike riding the streets trying to find his beloved i.e. me.
3 minuets later
I was walking home doing the hip-swaying thing, just in case Masimo appears out of no-where, when suddenly Dave the Laugh appeared out of no where.
He did that popping out of the bush and shouting "PANTS!" Thing, and made me fall over.
Honestly, I screamed within an inch of my life, and he just stood over me and laughed his face off.
"DAVE! What the bloody hell do you think you are doing?!" I screamed.
He helped me up, "Just having some fun Gee, that's all."
I rolled my eyes, "Well go have fun some place else, and stop following me around."
"Awww, come on Kittykat, be nice." He said, "Harm-less fun hurts no PANTS."
Honestly.
Well at least he can be quite a laugh.
2 minuets later
Dave started walking with me, "You go to detention a lot don't you Kittykat?"
"Well it's hard not to get detention with Wet Lindsey and Hawkeye standing at the top of the bell tower with telescopes, watching my every move."
Dave laughed, "Us lads are coming over on Thursday, we shall get a little taster of your school."
I replied, "It scares me how Slim agreed to let an all guy school come over."
Dave shrugged, "I think she quite fancies our headmaster."
Erlack! Slim has the horn for Foxton's headmaster!! ERLACK.
5 minuets later
Me and Dave (Or should I say Dave and I? Oh who gives a damn?) were laughing like loons all the way home and then broke out into spontaneous disco dancing.
It was quite possibly hilarious.
Dave really is quite a loot and a half.
1 minuets later
We were dancing and singing "THE HILLS ARE ALIVE WITH THE SOUND OF PANTS!!" fairly loudly, when I did the left leg kick too early, and pushed Dave into a bush.
He didn't take kindly to it. He pulled me down with him, and started doing tickly bears.
Honestly, we hadn't done tickly bears in forever. And I vowed to myself that I shall never again be on the rack of boynosity, but here I am playing tickling bears with Dave.
Next stop is a tad of number 6 on the knutschen scale!! And then a trip to the cake shop of luuurve which I just can't make!!
But, Dave is just my mate, so we really should be able to play tickling bears without having to zungenkuss.
1 minuet later
Was fighting Dave off me and laughing my head off in a bush, when Masimo zoomed past.
Then turned around and zoomed past the other way, and then pulled over, and he didn't look very happy.
I jumped off Dave at 100 miles per hour and went over to Masimo smiling.
"What are you and Dave doing?" Masimo asked.
"We were messing around." I explained, "We were walking home, when we suddenly went into a little fit of spontaneous dancing and I accidentally kicked him went I went 'stab stab' to the left, and he fell into a bush, then for revengy whatsits, he dragged be down, and then we had a tickling bush fight for a while, and now you're here."
Masimo laughed and gave me a quick kiss on the lips, "That's go home Cara, ciao Dave."
And he passed me a helmet.
"S'later Dave." I said, and waved as me and Masimo zoomed off.
Dave winked at me and said, "S'later cheeky minx!"
But not loud enough for Masimo to hear. Cheeky cat.
Wednesday, 20th September
8:35
Masimo wasn't at the school gates, but Sven was. Him and Rosie ran off for a while, and she has just come back looking a bit flushed.
Mabs went up to her and said, "Rosie you look a tad bit on the sweaty red side."
Rosie nodded and said, "That is because I am sweaty and red."
Freakishly enough Mabs nodded her head in a way that suggested that she thought that Rosie was being wise saying that.
Then Jas stepped forward and said, "Why is that?"
And Rosie replied, "Me and Sven were doing snog running."
Help us lord, one and all.
And then she added, "I think it should be number 5.5 on the knutschen scale."
Then she set about trying to find out what "snog running" is in German in her German For Twits Slang Book.
English
At rehearsals.
Ms Wilson's bob is out of control.
Everyone was running around doing pretend sword fighting, and shouting, "Oh PANTS! Were Art Thou PANTS?"
Jassy Spazzy and some of the other do-gooders were sitting in the corner rehearsing their lines.
Why must she be so full of maturosity at the wrong times? English is a time to have PANTS of fun.
15 minuets later
Ms Wilson tried to control us by shouting, "DO YOU WANT TO HAVE DOUBLE DETENTION AFTER SCHOOL EVERYDAY FOR THE REST OF THE TERM?"
It was a bit harsh I think, threatening us.
Rosie replied, "Does that mean that we get to miss the rehearsals that we have after school? YIPPPEEEE, THREE CHEERS FOR PANTS."
Oh, we how we laughed and cheered.
But Ms Wilson actually seemed to pull her hair out. In the end the detention thing didn't work, but she threatened to bring Slim in, and listen to her lecture us so we stopped and actually read our so-called lines.
Everyone kept on mumbling pants every now and again though.
And Rosie wouldn't take off her beard.
Or bright pink tights.
Lunch
The General Fascists have a staff meeting (ooo-er) and so we had exactly 4 minuets once lunch starts to sneak over to the main gate on high alert for Hawkeye (who seems to think that she isn't part of the loony staff at this place), Wet Lindsey, any Hitler Youths, or Elvis (Who really isn't part of the staff at this place).
Rosie made us all put on our glove animals, and pipes, even Jas agreed to in a fit of madnosity.
Once the cost was clear we all jumped as high as we could over the gate and ran down the road in fits of laughter, then broke out into spontaneous dancing.
5 minuets later
We were all walking down the street, when Ellen said,
"Now we're... erm... out of... er... you know... school... what do we... I mean what is there to do? You...er.. know."
I very nearly hit her with my bag.
Well that's before I realised that I didn't have my bag with me, because we all left them behind.
1 minuet later
At the park with 2 packs of chips to share between 6 people. Mostly because Jas was the only one who remembered to bring her purse, as the rest of us left ours in our bags, and she only had enough for two packs of chips.
She turned into Miss Huffy Pants as soon as she realised that she had to spend all her money to feed her friends.
Ah well, goodbye fun loving Jas, hello Miss Huffy Pants, ready and waiting to climb the Having-a-hump scale as fast as her little feet can carry her.
15 minuets later
We were sitting on the bench, laughing at the old mans beard on the bench next to us. It curled upwards, and the end of the beard touched the end of his nose.
It was quite spectacular actually. Rosie seemed to really admire it, so she went up to him and said, "Excuse me, I really rate your beard, could I ask what you did to it to get it so curly?"
The old man started to explain how his beard was made like this because his niece who's only 3 forced him to use hair curlers to curl it.
We all had a laughing fit to end all laughing fits when the man tried to straighten his beard but it just flicked right back upwards in a vair amusing way, but Rosie just stood there nodding and examining his beard in an all too serious way.
She is trés weird.
12 minuets later
Blimey! Blimey, Crickey, and...erm... gadzooks!
We were heading off back towards Stalag 14 when Robbie raced past us on his scooter.
When he noticed us, he pulled over and took off his helmet.
He said, "Hey, how are you guys?"
"Groovy, like um groovy things." Replied Mabs.
"Great. Thing is, I'm going back to New Zealand, In 3 weeks time." He stared at me for a moment, then looked back at everyone, "And I'm having a party, and giving people a lot of notice.
It's on the Saturday in three weeks time, and, well, you're all invited."
"Ooo-er where is it?" Asked Jools.
"At my house." Replied Robbie, "At 7."
"Can I bring Sven? He can totally DJ, and is vair cool at it." Asked Rosie.
"Sure." Robbie smiled, "Also, I'm going to be having a final Stiff Dylans gig, as singing whatsit."
"When's that?" Asked Mabs.
"Next Friday night, 8:30 pm, at Liquid." Robbie said.
"Cool." Jas said.
"Aren't you guys suppose to be at school?" Robbie asked.
Rosie shrugged, "Your right, in fact I think I can hear the school bell ringing, we should get back, time waits for no PANTS."
And then we started to walk off, when Robbie called, "Georgia, could I, er, talk to you for a second?"
So, the gang said they'd wait for me just down the road, and I turned around walked back to Robbie.
"Are you okay?"
Hum Diddy Hum, course I'm okay that my ex-boyfriend, and ex-Sex God, is, erm, whatsit, un-landing, or whatever.
"Yeah, I'm fine, more than fine, awesome, pretty fabby and marvy and all that."
Robbie laughed, "I forgot how mad you can be."
Then he said, "How's Angus, I heard that he was hurt."
And I thought, Awwwwww, how sweet he's concerned about Angus.
"He's better, but his tail is all bandaged up, and he can't jump straight. Yesterday, he tried to jump into my bed, crash landed onto the desk and made my reading-lamp die on the ground."
It was quite tragic really, not that I read anyways, but it does help if I want to do my make up when it's dark.
"Good to hear it, and I hope his tail gets all better." Robbie said, "How's, erm... Masimo. I heard that him and Dave were almost street-fighting on Saturday."
Work of Radio Jas no less.
"Dave was just... erm... being... Dave, you know?" Oh dear lord, I sound like Ellen.
"Right." Robbie smiled.
"Bet Lindsey's upset that your going back." I said.
"Actually Georgia, well, I asked Lindsey to come back to New Zealand with me."
I swear my eyes nearly popped out of their eye sockets.
Robbie asked Wet Lindsey to go back to New Zealand with him?! What in the name of Gods pink undercrackers is he talking about?!
I mean, I should be happy that he taking that Stick-Insect away, but Robbie deserves more then Wet Lindsey!!
"Wowzers." I said, "Well good luck to both of you, but well, I.. erm.."
Great Speech work Gee, fab.
"I know you don't like Lindsey, Georgia, but I do, so, yeah." He shrugged, "I'll see you next Friday."
"Ok, I'll be there." I smiled, and then waved as he took of on his scooter, but I seriously nearly collapsed on the way back to the Ace Gang.
"What did Robbie want?" Mabs asked.
"He's taking Wet Lindsey to New Zealand."
Everyone turned to look at me.
"NON!"
"Oui."
"Crickey."
Okay, so chapter 2 updated. My computer broke and I had to rewrite everything again. It was merde, but then again it let me add more things to the thing.
Thanks for the great comments and chapter 3 will be up soon.
It gets more interresting, and it's all planned out and stuff so I (sort of) know what I'm doing, but I'm not revealing anything because it's a secret, but you can know that it's going to get a bit sad.
I'm watching the movie tomorrow (!) Hopefully it's gonna be good, it looks like it is in the music videos and trailers.
Though most of my friends havn't read the books (cos they're stupid) and my boyfriend hasn't (kind of releaved about that one since he is a guy) so me and my best friend will be the only ones in the gang that are actually going to know what happens at the end (if they stick to the first two books) which will be vair interresting ;).
Sorry about my ramble, it's a habit and I just get carried away (ooo-er).
anywho, please review!
Roxy
