People always say 'opposite attract'. I was a firm disbeliever of that saying, until yesterday. It was as if Sonny gave up the usage of her brain... and bonded with them. I'm officially declaring her a certified genius, by grounds of the ability to dumb herself down enough to fit in with cheerleaders!

Here I lie on my bed, on a Friday night, in a baby tee & jogging shorts. Not exactly socially acceptable for Friday night wearing by today's teen species, but I was the exception. However, unlike my 2 best friends, I was neither intellectually advanced, nor going out tonight. And if my lack of a social life wasn't enough of a buzz kill, turns out my DAD who's like OLD even has a 'hot' date. Granted, you could imagine my terrifying fear when he said it, accompanied by a wink and a toss of his perfectly windswept hair.

I'm not afraid, to take a chance

I rolled over and pressed the green button, and the center button, putting my Blackberry Storm on speaker.

"What's up?"

"I was getting ready to go to Manny's party-"

"I thought that was last week."

"Not that you keep up with the school gossip-"

"You and your gayness do enough for the both of us." I giggled at my attempt at humor.

"You can't see me, but I so just rolled my eyes at you-"

"You can't see me, but I'll pretend that I care." I let out a humorless laugh.

"Damn it, stop interrupting me!" Nick spat. Agitation wasn't afar...

"Ohh, I'm sorry Nicky-Baby."

I could sense a smile form on his gorgeous lips. "Anyways, as I was getting dressed, I thought to myself, 'What's my good friend Miley doing this party-ful night', but then I remembered she's the lamest teen to ever live and well-"

He did not just go there. "Excuse you? Lamest? I think not. Say 'Aye' if you're still a virgin."

There was a pause.

"I didn't call you to talk about my virginity status-"

"Then don't call me lame, ass wipe!" And with that, I did a dramatic hang up. Who needs Nick and his 'Hey, look at me, I party with whores' ass? Certainly not I. Was it weird that he instantly upset me? I shrugged, deciding to forbid myself from thinking about him anymore as I made my way down the stairs and into our kitchen. Once there, I immediately opened the freezer door and found myself dumbfound. Someone had eaten all of my rocky road ice cream.

"Fuck!" I mumbled.

Six minutes later I found myself in the same baby tee with an Aero hoodie, HCo skinny jeans, and ballet slippers. I was a girl on a mission-to find the least crowded ice creamery with a pint of Rocky Road. Normally, I'd go to possibly the only Wal-Mart for about 500 billion miles, but that by itself would require me to drive, so I instead settled on walking to the Coldstone located 3 blocks down. I didn't mind the walk; the sun had just begun to set and the creatures of the night would be beckoning soon enough. I giggled at the thought of Nick in a werewolf mask, or Sonny in a petite skirt with her 'holier than thou' attitude.

Soon enough, I found myself in the small ice cream shop, and gradually made my way to the line. Thank God there were only 4 people in front of me. Soon enough me & my betrothed were together again as I ate it with much delicacy and grace at a table near the back of the ice creamery. There were many reasons that I liked the back; a.) When people came with their kids, the kids usually preferred sitting in the front, which saved me from having to hear their screaming and hollering & b.) I had full view of every hottie that made his way in. And every non-hottie too. . .

I gasped as I saw, in utter terror, with my own two eyes, Justin... with some blonde chick...walk in... holding hands... if I didn't know any better, I'd swear they were on a date. OK, running into your ex-boyfriend in a public place when you aren't necessarily looking your worst, with a one-sided back ponytail and non-Friday night clothes, while he is on a date with... Tawni Hart, is definitely a plausible excuse to wish for God to bring you sweet, sweet glory & allow you to come home to him, right? That was exactly the same thing I thought as I watched them walk toward the counter. The dining area wasn't very crowded, minus a table 3 tables down occupied by 2 boys & a girl. Hey, I was all for threesomes... but would they mind a fourth? Would that be weird?

These were the thoughts invading my mind as I saw Tawni give Justin a kiss (yuck!) and turn towards the dining area. It was at that moment that I realized I had three choices. I could either a.) sit here and hope they don't see me - tough luck with that one or b.) dash out of the door as quickly as I could, all while trying to cover my face and without making a scene or c.) 'make some new friends'. I chose to go with the latter choice, picking up my spoon & pint, using my hood as a shield, crouching ever so low, basically crawling over to the unknown people's table, giving them the choice to either totally accept me or fry my life in more ways than I could think of. In one quick motion I was off of the floor & into the only unoccupied seat.

I looked up, earning confused looks from the brunette girl sitting across from me, as well as her accomplices whom sat diagonal to us.

"I know it was really weird for me to pop up out of nowhere like that." I began, hastily shooting the words out of my mouth. "But my ex-boyfriend is right over there." I pointed at Justin practically gawking at the worker. "And his date is right over there." I then pointed at Tawni. "And I really don't want them to see that I'm here alone, so would you mind pretending that you know me?" I nervously looked from face to face, exhaling a breath I didn'trealize I'd held.