A/N: It's me again! Yay! I'd just like to thank all of my lovely reviewers: Bookworm, carissa, What's Their Name, Lavender Ice, Ax, FanFicFan, FrogAub, and BIBLEHERMIONE. You keep reviewing, I keep writing. It works like those "coupled channels" they try to teach me about in Biology. Luckily, I've managed to escape the insanity so far.



~*Saturday, October 11*~



I don't believe this! Mia's not going to help me in my quest against the Hos! And she won't even tell me why! What kind of a best friend is that?



Oh, well. All good heroines work alone. I'm no damsel in distress.



I still haven't gotten to asking Boris to go to the dance with me, but it's the weekend now, so I don't have to think about it for two whole days.



Just because you don't doesn't mean you wo-on't.



Get out of my head, imbecilic thought! You're not wanted here. I can--AND WILL-- ask Boris Pelkowski to the Cultural Diversity Dance. I am woman, hear me roar.



Whoa. I'm even scaring myself.



In other, more normal news. We got class ranks today from the end of last year. I'm still number 2. Argh. Who is ahead of me? Since the 6th grade, I have been number two. Yet no one appears to be number one. Some sort of phantom, usurping my rightful spot as valedictorian. In my opinion, there would be nothing worse than to be salutatorian. I mean, who wants to be number two when you're SO close to being number one?



Michael won't tell us what he's ranked. I bet HE's number one in HIS class. That's the way it should be with ALL Moscovitzes. My mother and father BOTH graduated at the tip-top of their classes. Now I'm going to be the one to let them down. This isn't what I'm supposed to do. I'm the responsible one, the one they can trust not to let them down.



Great. Stereotyping your role in a family situation is always a great sign of ~~~



I hear someone coming. More later.





~*Saturday, October 11*~ LATER



That was Michael. Scaring me out of my mind for no apparent reason. Just wanted two things, my input on the newest edition of Crackhead and Mia's phone number. I'm not really sure which of those is more shocking.



Since I'm on the topic, however, let's evaluate the situation at hand.



Michael: A senior.

Mia: A freshman.



Michael: My brother

Mia: My best friend



Michael: A mouse potato

Mia: A couch potato



Michael: Our family is stuck with him, a freak

Mia: Is stuck with a family of freaks



They're total, complete opposites!



So why are they so obviously secretly in love with each other?



And no, I don't buy into that whole "opposites attract" theory.



Maybe I'm making the whole thing up.



But that would mean that I subconsciously WANT this to happen. And why? Why would I want my brother and my best friend to wind up breaking each other's hearts?



Maybe they'd be better, being together for a while, than never being together.





NO!!! I am NOT Lilly Moscovitz, Hopeless Romantic. I am the sensible one, the responsible one, the levelheaded one, the predictable one.



I am the one who has stereotyped her character twice in one night's journal entry.



Maybe I really do have some sort of split-personality disorder.