Chapter 3
The day moved on like a normal day in our little apartment Mom bought us (thanks, Mom!). Gazzy and Iggy built the biggest stinkbomb and unleashed it on me, while I was on the toilet. Nudge had the LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONGEST conversation ever known to man with Ella, my half sister, on the phone. Angel got Fang to post an entire entry on his blog about Total. In the end, both her and Total were both pretty pleased. I was sure it was about Total.
Or so I thought at the time.
I was on the Internet, going on the various websites that I go on. I decided to see what Fang posted about Total. But nothing on Total.
It was about me. Not in a friend way, either.
Hey, to whoever is reading this, tell Max not to go on the Internet tonight.
OK, I love her. She's nice, funny, and beautiful. Why doesn't she see it? Why can't she see that I would do anything to just kiss her sweet mouth? Please don't humiliate me, please.
Fang
Holy [insert a swearword of your choice here. He likes me back! SWEET! Now, it's the best day of my life.