MWAHAHAHAHA! I'm back. Kind of. I'm finishing my Georgia Nicolson fan fic Anyway, I decided to get around to this after reading the reviews (because I accidentally read my own story and realized it was mine when I saw "Olly"..) and they wanted MORE!! They didn't want to banish me!! I'M GOOD!!

A/N: I don't own Georgia Nicolson and co. So if you sue me, you'll only get a face-full of embarrassment. Because you'd have just wasted your time accusing me of something that I'm not. Anyhow! READ!

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9:30 am

I've found the perfect place to escape to - the loo. Cousin James shall not find me in here. Hahahahahaha.

Well he could find me. But I've locked the door so he can't get in.

The only problem is, what if someone needs to use the bog?

10:13 am

I've smuggled a portable phone into the lavatory, and I'm contemplating ringing Robbie.

11:30 am

Oh Godddd. As I was about to dial Robbie, Dave the Laugh rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Gee. It's me, Dave." I swear my eyes bulged out an inch.

"Dave! Hi!" Time for the fake cheeriness. Because nothing is going well.

"How's you?" How am I? I'm locked in the loo with a portable phone because my sick and twisted cousin James wants to rape me, unfortunately. But other than that, I'm hunky-dory!

"I'm spiffy." Spiffy? Where in the name of pooey knickers did that come from?

"Ha, ha. D'you want to hang out or something later? If you're not busy or anything, though. Unless you don't want to, I understand. I'm just bored and." Was he asking me out?

"Okay." OH GOD. I just said yes. And I have a boyfriend already. Robbie. Mmmm.

"Cool, err. When should I drop by?"

"How about. around seven?"

"That's cool. So I'll see you later then."

12:10 pm

Still contemplating ringing Robbie.

12:30 pm

Waiting for Robbie to - someone's picked up!

12:45

"Hello?"

"Hullo, is Robbie there?"

"Yes, I'll get him. Who is this?"

"Tell him it's Georgia."

I could hear a bit of shuffling , a cough and then breathing.

"Georgia! I was trying to call you earlier but the phone line was busy."

"Uh.. yeah I was on the phone with Da--err-- someone."

"The Stiff Dylans have a gig tonight at the Château. Are you coming?"

"What time is it?"

"Eight."

"I'll see if I can come, I might be busy."

"I'd really love it if you could.. I'll dig you later."

1:30 pm

Lying on my bed. James is out with Vati. It's "guy" time.

Oh god. What have I gotten myself into?

6:15 pm

Throughout dinner, James kept rubbing his foot on my leg. Does this classify as sexual harassment?

Anyway, I've decided to wear a black mini skirt with pink piping, and a light pink strapless shirt. I'm wearing one of those strapless bras, too. And for added protection (ie, no nip-nip trauma this time!), a black button up cashmere sweater.

Should I wear tan panty hose? They might look odd with my black platforms. I'll just wear white knee high socks.

And for the make up division, I've settled on thin black eyeliner, black mascara, pale pink eye shadow, and pink lippy.

I do say I look quite marvy.

7:54 pm

Dave and I are at this little café thing for drinks. He's in the loo now.

It's almost eight. Should I take him to the gig, and risk being seen by Robbie?

The date (is it a date?) is going really smoothly. I miss Dave, but he's not as sex godly as Robbie.. But he makes me feel.. I don't know. Useful. Whereas Robbie makes me feel jelloid and useless. 8:00 pm

I told Dave about Robbie's gig. He got a bit silent but then said he'd be happy to take me there.

8:45 pm

At the gig.

Me and Dave were dancing and I looked over my shoulder and saw Robbie staring.

And then I tripped and embarrassed myself, but we all found it hilarious.

9:20 pm

Robbie keeps staring at me.

Is there something on my face?

9:51 pm

I'm in an empty room, cooling myself down. It's a bit chilly in here but at least I'm alone.

I need to reassess my feelings.

Ten minutes later

Dave did that for me. I was thinking, and he came in, and we just kind of nodded at each other, Then he stood close to me, and I could feel his warmth.

And then he leaned over and kissed me.

It was yummy.

10:30

Still in the empty room with Dave. We've been talking.

"Georgia, I think. I think I'm in love with you." WHY MEEEEEE?!!

"Er." I couldn't think of anything else to say.

"But I need to know how you feel about me. I know you and Robbie, are well.. you know.. But I need to know how you feel about me so I don't make a fool out of myself. I think I already have though."

He looked so sad and solemn. My heart melted.

"I don't know how I feel about anyone anymore," I began. "But I do know that. that. Robbie and I aren't good together." I realized what I'd just said, but a bit late. "So. do you think.." I glanced nervously at him, and his eyes seemed brighter. [OCC: this doesn't sound like Georgia Nicolson now.. ;-; it's gotten all mushy.]

"Yes." He seemed to know what I was talking about, but I had no idea.

Then he leaned forwards and put his arms around my waist and kissed me.

I think I'm in love. Not like with Robbie. That's infatuation. With Dave I know its love.

I returned the kiss and slipped my arms around his neck slowly.

It seemed to last forever until the door opened and The Stiff Dylans walked in.

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Well? How do you like it? Please review and tell me if I should continue.