Dancing on the Moon with You
manderz_chica: omg can u believe it?
lizzerbob_827: believe wut randa?
manderz_chica: guess!
lizzerbob_827: gues what? It's almost midnight n im bout 2 fall asleep!
manderz_chica: 2morrow we go back 2 school! spring break is over already!
lizzerbob_827: yeah, I kno! That's why you should let me go to SLEEP!
manderz_chica: just stay on 5 more minutes!
lizzerbob_827: fine, but if my mom catches me..
manderz_chica: I kno, I kno!
lizzerbob_827: so, did u find anything else bout Belle?
manderz_chica: nope! Good ole Izzy spent all of her vacation at Jose's!
lizzerbob_827: do u kno what names shes thinking of naming the baby?
manderz_chica: they're gross!
lizzerbob_827: tell me!
manderz_chica: jose for a boy, josie for a gurl
lizzerbob_827: theyre not gross! Theyre nice names, but it's a bit of a shrine to Jose, irsnt it?
manderz_chica: exactly!
lizzerbob_827: randa! I g2g! I hear footsteeps
manderz_chica: see you in schoool 2morrow!
lizzerbob_827: bye!
***
I signed off and went over to lay in my bed. I couldn't believe Spring Break was already over. It had just started, it seemed. I heard my mom in the kitchen down the hall, and decided to go to sleep before she could come and get mad at me for being up at midnight. I turned to my favorite infomercial channel, turned off my lamp, and shut my eyes.
***
"Yo, and you see, that's why Jay-Z is better than Nas!" Nikki said, making me want to throw my science book at her.
"Number one, Nas is better than Jay-Z," I said. "Number tow, stop talking like that, you sound like you're on drugs. And number three, why are you even talking about this? Why aren't you doing your work?"
"Yo, dis talk comes naturally!" she said. Actually, if I recall correctly, and didn't. I remember last year in the seventh grade. Nikki did not talk like that. Well, she didn't before she started trying to get with Adam Reeves. Then she started talking funny, and it made Adam not like her even more. I had went out with Adam, back in sixth grade, and now I'm not sure why. He couldn't kiss fir the world.
"Yea, okay." I said rolling my eyes.
"Yo just hatin cuz I like rap and sheeit."
"I like hip hop, too." I said. "Remember who got you that Ja Rule CD last year? Ypu do remember last year, don't you? When you talked regular?"
"Yeah, but you like rock too!" she said, doing anything to make me look stupid.
"Yeah! Totally, dude! Not." I said, sarcastically.
"Well, you know-" she said.
"No, I don't, and I don't want to." I said, cutting her off. "Just be quiet."
"Yeah, okay." She said, looking at me.
I knew that, unfortuneatley, she wasn't mad at me. Stuff like this had happened before, and the next thing I know she's asking me if I want to go to the movies with her next weekend. The girl never stops.
***
"You are so stupid!" I said. "Art club is much better than dance club! You should just take dance class, stupid!"
"Actually, you're the stupid one!" Lizzie yelled at me. "Why don't you take art class, you idiot!"
"Actually, I was thinking we should join Behind the Scenes." Gordo quickly put in.
"What," I said slowly. "Is that?!"
"You know the club for people who want to direct, write, stuff like that. All the behind the scenes stuff."
"NO!" Lizzie and I shouted at the same time.
"If you don't take art with me, you'll be in dance by yourself!"
"Have fun in art by yourself then!" she yelled.
"I won't be alone, Gordo will be with me." I spat.
We both turned to look at Gordo, who started looking nervous and fidgeting.
"I'm, uh, gonna be in that Behind the, that Behind the Scenes thing." He said nervously, twitching at his collar.
"Gordo!!" we both yelled, and for some reason, starting hitting him on the arm.
"Okay! I have a solution!" he said loudly. "And stop hitting me, it tickles more than hurts."
This caused us to glare at him; we did, however, stop hitting him. We both folded our arms and stared at him.
"Join the drama club!" he said. "Miranda, you can express your artistic side with set designs, and I know you love to act. And Lizzie, you like acting too, and maybe there'll be dance sequences in the play they choose to do!"
Lizzie and I just stood there, glaring at each other. I knew Gordo had a point, and a good point, but I didn't want to be the first to apologize. But I knew I had to; this could go on forever, with Gordo stuck in the middle. It had happened so may times before; that doesn't mean Lizzie and I aren't the best friends ever. We just have arguments, like everyone has.
"Sorry Lizzie." I said at the same time as Lizzie said sorry. We both started laughing, and then she hugged me.
"See?" Gordo said. "Y'all will have fun in drama."
"What?!" Lizzie said as I put my hand on my hips to look at Gordo.
"What now?" he said.
"You," I said. "are going to have fun too. Because you're going to join Drama with us. You can be the director, or whatever. And you can't say no. Lot's of boys are in drama."
"Fine." He said, and then sighed.
"You know you secretly wanted to!" I said.
We all started laughing, and Lizzie hugged me again, and I grabbed Gordo over to join. We were all hugging and laughing, and didn't notice the weird look the school counsler, Mrs. Adams, giving us a strange look.
***
The story will start going somewhere in the next chapter! I love music, but I cannot STAND IT when people try to talk like they're ghetto when they're not.
REVIEW
manderz_chica: omg can u believe it?
lizzerbob_827: believe wut randa?
manderz_chica: guess!
lizzerbob_827: gues what? It's almost midnight n im bout 2 fall asleep!
manderz_chica: 2morrow we go back 2 school! spring break is over already!
lizzerbob_827: yeah, I kno! That's why you should let me go to SLEEP!
manderz_chica: just stay on 5 more minutes!
lizzerbob_827: fine, but if my mom catches me..
manderz_chica: I kno, I kno!
lizzerbob_827: so, did u find anything else bout Belle?
manderz_chica: nope! Good ole Izzy spent all of her vacation at Jose's!
lizzerbob_827: do u kno what names shes thinking of naming the baby?
manderz_chica: they're gross!
lizzerbob_827: tell me!
manderz_chica: jose for a boy, josie for a gurl
lizzerbob_827: theyre not gross! Theyre nice names, but it's a bit of a shrine to Jose, irsnt it?
manderz_chica: exactly!
lizzerbob_827: randa! I g2g! I hear footsteeps
manderz_chica: see you in schoool 2morrow!
lizzerbob_827: bye!
***
I signed off and went over to lay in my bed. I couldn't believe Spring Break was already over. It had just started, it seemed. I heard my mom in the kitchen down the hall, and decided to go to sleep before she could come and get mad at me for being up at midnight. I turned to my favorite infomercial channel, turned off my lamp, and shut my eyes.
***
"Yo, and you see, that's why Jay-Z is better than Nas!" Nikki said, making me want to throw my science book at her.
"Number one, Nas is better than Jay-Z," I said. "Number tow, stop talking like that, you sound like you're on drugs. And number three, why are you even talking about this? Why aren't you doing your work?"
"Yo, dis talk comes naturally!" she said. Actually, if I recall correctly, and didn't. I remember last year in the seventh grade. Nikki did not talk like that. Well, she didn't before she started trying to get with Adam Reeves. Then she started talking funny, and it made Adam not like her even more. I had went out with Adam, back in sixth grade, and now I'm not sure why. He couldn't kiss fir the world.
"Yea, okay." I said rolling my eyes.
"Yo just hatin cuz I like rap and sheeit."
"I like hip hop, too." I said. "Remember who got you that Ja Rule CD last year? Ypu do remember last year, don't you? When you talked regular?"
"Yeah, but you like rock too!" she said, doing anything to make me look stupid.
"Yeah! Totally, dude! Not." I said, sarcastically.
"Well, you know-" she said.
"No, I don't, and I don't want to." I said, cutting her off. "Just be quiet."
"Yeah, okay." She said, looking at me.
I knew that, unfortuneatley, she wasn't mad at me. Stuff like this had happened before, and the next thing I know she's asking me if I want to go to the movies with her next weekend. The girl never stops.
***
"You are so stupid!" I said. "Art club is much better than dance club! You should just take dance class, stupid!"
"Actually, you're the stupid one!" Lizzie yelled at me. "Why don't you take art class, you idiot!"
"Actually, I was thinking we should join Behind the Scenes." Gordo quickly put in.
"What," I said slowly. "Is that?!"
"You know the club for people who want to direct, write, stuff like that. All the behind the scenes stuff."
"NO!" Lizzie and I shouted at the same time.
"If you don't take art with me, you'll be in dance by yourself!"
"Have fun in art by yourself then!" she yelled.
"I won't be alone, Gordo will be with me." I spat.
We both turned to look at Gordo, who started looking nervous and fidgeting.
"I'm, uh, gonna be in that Behind the, that Behind the Scenes thing." He said nervously, twitching at his collar.
"Gordo!!" we both yelled, and for some reason, starting hitting him on the arm.
"Okay! I have a solution!" he said loudly. "And stop hitting me, it tickles more than hurts."
This caused us to glare at him; we did, however, stop hitting him. We both folded our arms and stared at him.
"Join the drama club!" he said. "Miranda, you can express your artistic side with set designs, and I know you love to act. And Lizzie, you like acting too, and maybe there'll be dance sequences in the play they choose to do!"
Lizzie and I just stood there, glaring at each other. I knew Gordo had a point, and a good point, but I didn't want to be the first to apologize. But I knew I had to; this could go on forever, with Gordo stuck in the middle. It had happened so may times before; that doesn't mean Lizzie and I aren't the best friends ever. We just have arguments, like everyone has.
"Sorry Lizzie." I said at the same time as Lizzie said sorry. We both started laughing, and then she hugged me.
"See?" Gordo said. "Y'all will have fun in drama."
"What?!" Lizzie said as I put my hand on my hips to look at Gordo.
"What now?" he said.
"You," I said. "are going to have fun too. Because you're going to join Drama with us. You can be the director, or whatever. And you can't say no. Lot's of boys are in drama."
"Fine." He said, and then sighed.
"You know you secretly wanted to!" I said.
We all started laughing, and Lizzie hugged me again, and I grabbed Gordo over to join. We were all hugging and laughing, and didn't notice the weird look the school counsler, Mrs. Adams, giving us a strange look.
***
The story will start going somewhere in the next chapter! I love music, but I cannot STAND IT when people try to talk like they're ghetto when they're not.
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