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"Fish Flying"

Snogging lush boy.

Number 6! I think this boy is trying to eat me alive! He should be called slush boy not lush boy.

I leant out my hand. Dave grabbed and I began to pull him up.

"So," he said, "I broke up with Emma."...

"Erm, sorry, I erm, slipped?"

Oh thank Sandra Dave is laughing.

"I'll forgive you," he said as I helped him up again, "if you go on date with me."

Does Dave know I went out with Eric?

Eric said, "Yeah things are good. Especially last night right Georgia?"

Dave said, "I only asked you out, I didn't say we were exclusive or anything. I think it's healthy to see more than one person."

Is this taking the PANTS or what?!

Monday November 14th

12.00pm

German

I don't feel so good. I am vair vair tuckered. And I think my lips are about to fall off.

I went out with Slush boy last night. Again.

God knows why, I don't even like him. Well I do like him but I don't like him like him. Still, I had to go. Because otherwise Dave would be the only one dating someone else. So I have to date someone else too, even if Slush boy does like to stick his tongue down my throat a lot. And not in a good way.

1 second later

But then again I'm not actually dating Dave am I? Sure he asked me out but we've not got round to the "going out" part yet.

Maybe he had such a fab time with Grace that he's just forgotten about me. Merde.

2 minutes later

I saw him yesterday. While I was with Eric. And while he was with Grace. As you can imagine that was tip top on the hilariosity scale. Not.

We were having coffee at Luigi's. And quelle surprise Dave walked in with some stupid looking twit who I guessed was Grace.

And when Dave said, "What do you want to drink Grace?" that pretty much confirmed it.

She was tiny. And I mean tiny. Like almost as small as the titches. In fact she's probably one of the girls Mark Big Gob used to corner.

1 minute later

Dave didn't see me for quite a bit. But that's probably because I put all the menus up on the table in front of me and Slush boy.

Eric said, "You ok?"

I nodded (while having my head like flat against the desk). I must have looked like a tree hugger. But hugging a desk. So in fact a desk hugger. Jas would be proud.

"I err, want some privacy." I said which is sort of true I guess. I did want privacy from Dave and Grace, just not so much with Eric...

But obviously Slush boy got the wrong idea.

So he started snogging me.

Right there. In the middle of the cafe. And not just a number 3 or 4. Apparently they don't exist to Eric. He's just all about the 6s. Ew.

2 seconds later

And of course while I was having my face snogged off was the perfect time for God to bite me in the botty and have Dave notice us. Perfectamondo timing. Not.

30 seconds later

So I pretty much skedaddled away after that as quick as a quick thing with Eric behind me. He was a bit confused at first because I was sort of attached to his lips when I sprinted away but he got over it quick and began snogging me outside again!

It's like all we do is snog. And we've only been out twice! Three times if you count RoRo's party. Which I don't. So two it is.

Normally I wouldn't mind. And by normally I mean if it was Dave. Which is isn't.

10 minutes later

My Lord Sandra I'd almost forgotten I was in the land of the Deutsch loon. I.e. Herr Kamyer's classroom.

You can imagine my excitement now I am back to reality to be faced with 30 minutes of German left. It's like brillopads at Christmas.

2 seconds later

"So Mizz Georgia," Herr Kamyer said, "You agree do youssss?"

Oh merde what was the question? No worries, the answer to everything is to smile and nod.

1 second later

Smiling and nodding.

I said "Oh yaaa."

3 seconds later

Why is everyone laughing like loons on loon tablets?

I turned to face Jools and asked, "What's the matter with you all?"

She giggled and said, "You just agreed to go fish flying with Herr Kamyer."

"What in Slim's over sized chins is fish flying?!"

She raised her eyebrows at me. "Does it matter? Herr Kamyer likes it!"

Good point. Well made.

4.00pm

Walking home from rehearsals

Miss Wilson had a flash of a whatsit and let us out early. It's just as well, everyone was about to give Jas a good duffing up. She was driving everyone to the brink of craziness (and for most people past it) with all her stage directions since she believes she is actually Juliet and Billy Shakespeare combined. It's vair vair sad. But I can't spend my time on hopeless cases.

I have bigger fish to fry. Or fly apparently, as Herr Kamyer likes to do.

3 minutes later

Dave is walking next to me. How did that happen?

Oh yeah I remember, I pushed Mabs out the way so there was a space. She didn't mind though, she just shuffled off with Edward.

"Did you have fun yesterday?" Dave asked with a grin on his face.

I decided to play innocent bystander, "Yesterday?"

"Yeah you know, at Luigi's with Eric. You seemed pretty stuck on each other if you asked me."

Oh gott in himmel.

Everyone has just stopped and is staring at me agog as agog things can be. Rosie and Jas are smiling smugly. Do they actually think I like Slush boy? I must remind myself to tell them how very wrong they are.

10 seconds later

Managed to attract all eyes off moi.

I said to Dave, "It was alright."

Well I started to, but I only got to "It" because then Dave said, "So you fancy doing something tomorrow night?"

Oh thank the fish flying Jesus'! Dave has finally asked me out like properly!!

I wonder what my extremely glaciosity reply should be. Yes yes and thrice yes springs to mind!

But I should probably stick with the classic yupp.

"Yupp." I said.

Dave nodded, "Cool. How about I pick you about 6ish?"

"Surrrre," I managed to say "I'll be on the wall. My wall that is, not any wall." There goes my rambling brain again. Shut up!

1 second later

Oh my giddy god I'm going out with Dave!!

I must prepare myself, this could take a while.

25 hours later

A.k.a. Tuesday November 15th

5.30pm

Ok I think I'm just about ready. Just.

I am orang-utan-gene free after a LOT of shaving yesterday. I used Vati's razor though so now my legs are smoothy smooth! I'm sure he won't mind. As long as he doesn't find out.

But hey ho life goes on I'm sure he can live with a few measly cuts on his face...

2 minutes later

I am hugemungusly proud of myself. Do you want to know why? I will tell you why. I am already in my outfit! Normally it takes me zonks to decide!

Well actually it did take me zonks to decide. But I decided last night.

And then changed my mind this morning... and this afternoon... but the nub and gist of things is that I am in my outfit now ready for my date-fandango with Dave!

I'm wearing this long, black dress-toppy thing over black leggings and groovy *cough* Mutti's *cough* boots.

I look tres magnifique if I say so myself and I do.

5.50pm

On the wall. Waiting for Dave.

Where is he? Why isn't he here?! He should be here. I hope he isn't having second thoughts about me.

5 minutes later

Thank the heavens I can see Dave coming up the street. Should I go inside so as not to act too keen? I must keep my pridiosity afterall.

But then again I did say I'd be on the wall.

2 seconds later

To go in or stay out?

1 second later

To stay out or-

"Georgia."

Oh bleating hell Dave is in front of me! And I look like a confused twit. Which incidentally I am.

Ahh he's got his mouth open in shock at my amazingness!! This is fabbity fab fab!

1 second later

Oh Sandra's PANTS!

I've just seen what Dave's wearing. I'll tell what he's wearing - JEANS and a HOODY!!

Bloody jeans and a bloody hoody! And I look like I'm dining with the queen! Oh man alive I'm the biggest prat in the history of prats! I have to go change!

"Errr," I said in that wise way that suits me best, "I'll be right back." I said jumping off the wall.

Dave grabbed hold of my hand and said, "No you're not you're coming with me."

Oh giddy god Dave's holding my hand!

3 minutes later

I think I've got brain freeze. Or permanent jelloid-ness. Dave's still holding my hand. Tis so sweet.

I hope my hand doesn't get sweaty though, even if it is like minus 100 degrees out here. That would just be grim.

"Where are we going?" I asked Dave when my mouth finally decided to work.

Dave grinned and squeezed my hand, (eek!) "To Luigi's, you seem to like it there."

Wait a cotton-picking second! What does he mean by that? Does he think I am a cheeky red-bottomed mi nx who likes to constantly snog in cafes?

Oh dear Sandra I sound like Jas.

15 minutes later

Luigi's

So we sat down and I planned to order a very sophis drink to avoid a case of the scary moustache. (Nobody wants to look like Miss Stamp that is le fact.)

Only when the waiter came over Dave ordered us both a hot chocolate with everything. And when I say everything I mean EVERYTHING.

This beast has squirty cream and chocolate sprinkles and cinnamon sticks and umbrellas (though you can't eat them). I don't know where to start! It's like a hot chocolate parade!

1 minute later

Dave saw me staring at my hot choccy and said, "You know it's a drink right?"

I thought of a really amazingly witty comment to say back to him but then he grinned and my brain went flop. So I ended up smiling madly at him – full nostril flaring and everything.

30 seconds later

Tucking into my fandango of a hot choccy.

Screw the hamster-sipping palaver. Dave has his all over his face so why shouldn't I? And it is vair vair nice.

A while later

In the Tart's Wardrobe

Oh Christ on Bike I look like a hot choccy machine threw up on my face!

At least I packed as much makeup into mine (Mutti's) bag so I can make myself tres magnifique again.

Thank God my dress isn't ruined. That would be merde.

5 minutes later

All spruced up and ready to shine.

So why do I feel like a twit of highest waters looking in this mirror?

I think its possibly because I got really dressed up expecting a posh night out with Dave that I've waited for for ages and ages and ages, longer than Vati's waited for some of his hair to grow back, and instead Dave turned up in chav clothes and took me to a cafe to drink hot chocolate.

But that is just a hunch.

Great, and now I feel miz.

2 minutes later

Just left the loos.

Dave had already paid by the looks of things and had my coat in his hand.

"You ready to go?" He said.

I frowned. I don't think I want to go anywhere right now unless it's with Dave.

He handed me my coat and I put it on.

I was about to make some excuse up about not leaving yet when I went a tad jelloid as Dave held out his hand for me.

1 minute later

Walking through town with Dave. Holding his hand I might add.

I wish we weren't where there are loads of starey eyed people thought. Because one I want the snogging to begin and two I look like a complete twit in all this formal palaver next to Dave.

10 minutes later

Nearly home.

Why hasn't taken the snoggers detour through the park? Or round the back of the fields? Or some place we can snog the life out each other?

Unless he's planning on doing that in front of my house which I can tell you right now my Vati will not appreciate.

Merde merde merde.

2 minutes later

Outside chez moi. How did we get here so fast? I don't want to go now I've hardly left! I need more time with Dave and that is le fact.

Dave let go off my hand. Quit letting go of my hand!!

"So this was fun," he said.

"Yeah, yeah it was. A barrel of funosity."

Dave grinned and took a step closer to me.

Oh my giddy god he's going to snog me! My first official snog with Dave the Laugh since however long ago it was since he had that accident that I don't want to think about cos it makes me miz but I really need to think about what is happening right now as I am about to kiss Daveeeeee!

0.5 seconds later

Oh in all thing's holy I've just had a flash of the whatsit! What if when Dave kisses me he will remember everything? It'll be like one of those really naff fairytale things only it won't be naff it will be double awesomeness with triple knobs on because he will remember how much we liked each other and we will be happy and lardy-dahh for ever and ever!

9.00pm

On the rack of love

Bloody stupid silly fairytale!!

Dave didn't snog me! Not even a little bit, not even a number 3!!!!

After stepping vair vair close he then stepped back and took hold of my hand again and gave it a teeny peck before saying, "Goodnight Georgia. I had a really good time. S'laters."

Then he buggered off the fool!

2 minutes later

Actually it was really romantic. Like not in the fairytales but in those really old black and white films with all the posh gentlemen in.

Dave would look vair vair groovy in a suit and top hat. Mmmmm...

3 minutes later

Still, I can't believe he hasn't snogged me yet. I mean we have spent a lot of time together. It didn't take him this long before.

Merde.

1 second later

Unless we got to number 4 ½? But does a goodnight-hand-peck really class as 4 ½ (handsnogging) when he hasn't even kissed me on my mouth yet?

Screw that I'll say it does.

Thursday November 17th

3.30pm

Rehearsals

I've decided to tell Eric I can't go out with him anymore.

I've pretty much been dreaming about a certain Laughy man since Tuesday night so I can't really see someone else as well can I?

1 minute later

What in the name of Grandvati's cycling shorts is happening to me?! Am I growing out my red bottom?

Am I turning into Jas?

2 seconds later

Whoa what am I scaring myself like that for?

I will never turn into a Vole-lover like Jassy Spassy and that is le fact.

5 minutes later

I think I may have to kill Ellen. That's if Rosie doesn't do it first.

She has been a complete ditherspaz (like more than normal if that's possible) for the last two days because Dec is playing the part of Mercutio (the role that I so kindly gave up because I am full of generosity).

Anyway Ellen keeps fawning over him like he's some sort of acting God. Which he isn't. Although he is quite good.

Me and Dave are still "helpers" backstage. And by that I mean we mess around for an hour or so. Dave kept grinning at me and making jokes yesterday it was so groovy. It's like he hasn't changed at all.

Well apart from the lack of memory for the last two years...

10 minutes later

I'm gonna do it. Break up with Eric that is. Well not really break up because we aren't technically going out but I'll tell him that I'm not gonna see him anymore.

He's in front of me now.

2 seconds later

I was just about to tell him when he tried to snog my mouth off again! Erlack!

3 seconds laterI

I removed Slush boy from my face and said, "I don't think we should go out together anymore."

He frowned and said, "Why not?"

Merde. I had hoped he wasn't going to ask that. Well hey ho I guess I can tell a lie...

5 seconds later

"Well it's because I think I like someone else kind of a lot and it's not really fair for me to lead you on is it?"

Oh Christ on Bike did I just tell the truth?! Where did that come from? Where are all my new fandangos coming from?!

Am I turning into Lord Sandra himself?!

1 second later

Does this mean I get free wishes off BG?

5 minutes later

Eric's finally retreated away, far away from me.

Yippee no more nightmare snogs! I think it may take zonks for my lips to recover.

I had better start treatment on them for Dave.

See there I go again! Me and my generosity.

I am like the new Saint Sandra.

Oh yeah, that suits me.

Yeah so no need to worry about Slush boy he was pretty much there just to get the ball rolling with Dave XD

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