My alarm woke me up this morning. I hate alarm clocks. They wake you up and I like my mom waking me up, as nerdy as that sounds. I went to my closet get dressed; only to realize all my clothes were dirty. Rushing down toward the laundry room, I ran down two flights of stairs with my golden hair flying behind me. As soon as I got there my clothes were all neatly hung. I grabbed a couple of pairs and ran back up the stairs to my room. Setting the clothes on my bed and ran to my mom's room. I screamed at her hoping at least woke her up. And just for that she grounded me. I got dressed in my new Mickey shirt, and ate some cereal.
I rushed in the classroom 30 min. early to ask Miss. Fowl if I could switch seats with Zoe, who sits next to Nick; of course she said no, I have to sit where I am, next to nerd-brain. I really want to switch seats with Zoe. I'm not so sure about that.
Luckily nerd-brain is going to get chalk dust in his face as soon as he opens his desk, and nobody will know I did it.
Yesterday I talked to Nick and Betty asked if I could join their group, they said it will take some work, but I'm up to the challenge. First things first they say I need to die my hair pink. Anyway the cheerleading try-outs are tomorrow, my 2nd year, so I'm trying out for that. I'll be leavening my old self, but at least Nick will be so impressed.
I can't believe I was so mean to Libby we are best friends. Telling her I don't hang out with losers; when we both know she's not a loser. She most likely won't forgive me, and I probably don't deserve her forgiveness. At least I get to talk to her tonight 5:00 to 8:00. During the days I try to avoid her, so that I can get away with barely saying anything to her. I hope she knows I'm there for her with the divorce and all. If my parents were divorced then I'd be madder then a fox. I'm going back home got to get on the bus with Libby.