Um, yeah.... I know the first one was confusing, but here's the second one

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Just Great! Now I have to work with the Bimbo all month! Boomer thought as he trudged home with the book under his arm. He wanted to take a look at it, but he had to be in a more secluded place.

"Yo, Bro! Wassup?" Brick and Butch were standing at the door entrance in one of their rare moments of peace. They both wanted to know how the art show went.

"Good news, Bad news, and More Bad news." Boomer said.

"Good news?" Both brothers said at once.

"Well, I was tied at the art show."

"Bad News?"

"I was tied with the ditz."

"BUBBLES???"

"Yeah, and the worse news is that as our prize, we have to design and build the 'Why we love our Mayor' statue. TOGETHER!"

"WHAT??? No way!" Brick said. They heard giggling and both looked over to see Butch laughing his head off.

"What's so funny, B****?" Boomer said.

"Shut up. My name's Butch. And the funny thing is: YOU LIKE HER!!!"

"WHAT? Dude, you're an idiot. Yeah right." Boomer said.

"You do. It's all over your face every time you see her!" Butch said. Boomer then gave up, went to his room, and shut the door. As he began to go through his stuff, he found the book again. He opened it and saw the first thing on the next page:

Great. Now I have to work with the creep all month. This should be interesting. I wonder what will happen when he runs out of snide remarks. Will he explode like he did last time I figured out his weakness? I hope so.


Ouch! That babe's bi***y!! Boomer thought to himself. He looked at the next line, which read:

WHAT?!?! I SO don't like the creep. Buttercup, What drove you to insanity? Boomer is NOT MY TYPE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


I agree with you on that one, babe. Boomer thought to himself, trying to ignore the fact that he just called her "Babe". Again. He looked down at the bottom of the page which said:

Where's that idiot, Mike? He's SUPPOSED to be here by now!

HUH?? WHO'S MIKE???? Boomer thought to himself. He sat down on his bed and turned the page.


Meanwhile, Bubbles was running through her room, searching for her blue halter top. She found it under her bed. 'Oh, Bubbles, It's so obvious you like Boomer' Buttercup has NO IDEA what she's talking about! She can be SUCH a Dingbat sometimes. Bubbles thought as she put it on. She was just WAY too stressed to deal with the Buttercup/Butch romance thing, so she was going out with Mike Preston to take her mind off it.

I mean, Boomer isn't even that cute! I mean, maybe a little bit. But still, I don't LIKE him! He's in all of my classes, he gets SO ANNOYING when he gets a question right! And the way those girls fawn over him like he's something special, UGH! It's like the world stops for him, and they just stare, and stare..... And the way he flirts back, IT DRIVES ME NUTS! Can't he SEE those brats all over him? They don't even look good. I mean, Their combined IQ is about equal to a carrot. Can't he flirt with someone more sensible? Bubbles was determined to get through that month without falling for Boomer like his little bimbos had. But she was having second thoughts about him. His drawings WERE pretty cool.

But, I don't like him... Right?


HUH?????? Boomer thought to himself as he turned the page. It was all about HIM!

Hmm.... So what's blondie think of me...? Boomer thought as he turned the page. He laughed at the staring comment, and the carrot thing. He looked at the sensible comment and shrugged it off,... until he noticed the last line:

But, I don't like him... Right?

Boomer was very surprised when he saw it. At first.

But then a devilish grin spread across his face.

More sensible, huh? Like you, for instance...?