Okay. I seriously hate myself for updating so late. The thing is, half my love for writing was converted and added to my love of reading books, not fanfics. So I've been highly inactive in Fanfiction for a few months. Not a good excuse, but it's the truth. And it's me. That's just how I am.
Anyway, I LOVE you guys for waiting so patiently and reading and reviewing this story. Speaking of reviews, here are the replies:
Commenter: Thank you! Right now, MacKenzie is just starting to know of the existence of Nikki. Don't worry about that, I'll include the specific reasons of why she hates Nikki so much.
Guest: Thanks! And I do not hate this story. I love it. I'm just either too lazy or too preoccupied in books.
Lipglossdance10: Thanks! I'm glad you enjoy it.
Lipglossdance10: A little journal from Brianna? What a cute idea! But the thing is, Brianna doesn't know how to write properly. She even spells her name wrong, sometimes. So Brianna's journal... I dunno if it's possible for such a little girl. Sorry about that.
QveenAlaysia: Thank you! No, I'm not British. I'm an Indian, but I learn British English in my school. Sorry, but I don't use musically.
Anyoumus: Thanks! But I'd like it if you make your review more clear next time.
Guest: Here it is!
Kittykat: Thank you!
MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 9
Today morning, the halls were plastered with colourful posters for Random Acts of Avant-Garde Art, our annual school art show.
The first prize is, like, $500. SWEET!
And the good part is that I can just enter my seven superhot fashion illustrations of my (future) Fab-4-Ever clothing line.
See, I'm planning to open this, like, really hot clothing line called Fab-4-Ever, and I'm currently making illustrations of the clothes I'm gonna make. Of course, once Fab-4-Ever is started, the entire world will fall in love with it and, like, everybody would wanna buy them. Of course, they'd be hard to get because they'll be, like, super expensive, which'll make it even much much much better.
And that would make super famous and I can be a millionaire!
And finally Brandon will fall for me!
To be honest, Brandon will fall for me before, like, the end of this school year itself. He won't be able to resist my beauty, after all.
Anyway, I queued up to get the entry form for the art show. Jessica didn't take one because of her terrible drawing skills. But she came along with me, anyway.
While I was talking to her and Holly Summers (she's in my geography and french classes), I noticed a poster for those interested in shelving books in library as the Library Shelving Assistant (LSA).
Like, ewww.
I mean, WHO in their right mind would volunteer to shelve dust, like, super boring books in the library.
That's when I noticed that the girl standing in front of me (who I was glaring at because of her disgusting taste in clothing) kind of chocked and quickly stammered that she's signing up for the LSA.
I was stunned. For about, like, two seconds.
Then I laughed.
I should've known. Of COURSE, that girl would say that. I mean, she's SUCH a dork.
Toodles!
-MacKenzie
That's it for this entry.
Sorry again for updating so late. On the bright side, I've already written half of the next entry, so I'll probably update it in this month itself.
