I looked over at Freddie who was peacefully munching on popcorn and watching TV. I threw my chicken bone at him, sending him out of his peaceful state.

"Sam!" he yelled, aggravated.

"What?"

"You threw a chicken bone at me!"

"Yeah, so?"

"I didn't even do anything to you!"

"Yes, you did." I paused and drank in his confused face. "You were born."

Freddie rolled his eyes and let out an annoyed groan. His eyes searched the messy room. "And look at this mess!" He paused and his face twisted, his nose wrinkling like a prune. "What's that smell?" he asked, pinching his nose.

"I think it's this pudding," I said, picking up the dark, gooey remnants from under the couch.

"That's disgusting," he stated, gagging a bit.

"Actually it's pretty good," I said, dipping my finger into the week-old pudding. I licked my finger and gave it a satisfied look.

"You're not like other girls," Freddie said, shaking his head.

I took another lick of my finger and smiled happily. "Well, suck it up. That's what you get with a girl like me."

Girl Like Me-Skye Sweetnam