Disclaimer: The only character I own in this fanfic is Mr Twiggy (don't ask- read on instead), the rest of them belong to Louise Rennison.

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Chapter 2 - Libby's New Word

Saturday 18 June

08.00am Was woken up at the unearthly hour of 7.30 by my darling Mutti. Honestly, I will end up in the ugly home if I don't get my beauty sleep. And I had a face mask on.

"Georgia, get yourself out of bed this instant and EXPLAIN YOURSELF!"

"Hello Mutti," I chirped cheerfully as I peered out of my bedroom. "I'm a bit busy right now, you know, with sleep and all that, how about I come down in a few hours?"

"Georgia, come here. NOW!"

"Mutti, just because you made the terrible mistake of marrying Vati, and not the gorgeous Dr Clooney down the road, there is no need to take it out on me."

"Don't be rude." Rude? She wakes me up, shouts at me and then calls moi rude?

Mutti screamed, "HOW DARE YOU SWEAR IN FRONT OF LIBBY!!!"

I replied with an answer full of wisdomosity.

"I have never done such a thing."

"Well, five minutes ago, Libby was singing a lovely song. Involving the f-word. And when I asked her where she learnt the word she said, "Gingey bought it me." So."

Merde, I thought. Triple merde and poo.

"Aaah, yes, well... Mutti, in case you haven't noticed, there is a scar running up my leg where Angus attacked me yesterday. It hurt, so I swore. However, you were too busy snogging your darling Vati to notice."

"Go back to your room then."

"That is precisely what I intend to do."

"Good"

"Oh, Mutti, while I'm up, I'm going to Costas today, can I have-"

"NO YOU CANNOT HAVE A FIVER!"

"But Mum!"

But Mutti just tutted and adjusted her bra.

01.00pm Meeting the Ace Crew (i.e. Moi, Rosie, Jas, Jools, Mabs and Ellen) at Costas to plan our next course of action re. The Beret War. This is the war between us and the sadists (teachers) who force us to wear these stupid berets to school. Yes, berets. Tres pathetico.

02.00pm I am a genius. My idea for our berets has once again surpassed all others.

"Come on then Gee, what's the plan?" asked Rosie.

"Well, mes petites amies, c'est tres simple. You turn the beret upside down, turn up the edges, and voila, a sailor's hat." We are putting Operation Sailor into action on Monday.

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