Chapter 2
"Oh yeah, oh baby. God this is good!"
"We're all done now Bloo! I can't wait till Saturday!"
Mac and I admired the pile of junk, er, I mean stock, we had collected together for the garage sale. Now that job was done and I had bigger fish to fry!
"Mac, what was that kiss about? I mean, the one with Frankie. Why do you wanna kiss a girl? Girls have germs and now you're gonna have germs!"
"Bloo. Girls do not have germs."
I looked at him and raised an eyebrow.
"Well, OK some girls have germs, but most of them are perfectly healthy. Heck, some guys have germs!"
"Yeah but Frankie? She's twenty-something and you're only eight Einstein!"
Mac lowered his head.
"I know but, it's complicated, I, I, I gotta use the bathroom!"
He ran out the room and locked himself in the bathroom. I went and called Frankie. Hey, if she couldn't get him out, nobody could!
"Mac? Come on open up! If you don't wanna come out I can come in. Besides what about the garage sale on Saturday? You don't wanna be stuck in here while everyone else is having fun right?"
He came out after that.
Me and Mac set up our stall. It was 6:30 in the morning, but Mac couldn't sleep, so he forced me to wake up and get a head start.
"Uh,
Mac?"
"Yeah?"
"Well, uh, how are we gonna get breakfast? If we don't guard the stall somebody'll nick all our junk, I mean stock!"
"I'll
skip breakfast."
"Whatever."
But we had competion. Wilt and Coco were so pleased with their sign, that they decided to make a stall as well.
"Hi
Wilt, hi Coco. What're you doing up so early?"
"Uh,
Bloo? Are you O.K? It's like, 10 in the morning. The garage sale only
starts in an hour!"
I yawned.
"Anyway me and Coco are setting up our stall!"
I almost choked on my own spit.
"What? You can't have a stall! We've got a stall!"
"Well, Bloo, there's nothing like a bit of healthy, harmless competion!"
"Yeah well...rffn...mffsi....kilkd..." I mumbled under my breath. "...We'll, we'll just see who wins!"
"Coco?!"
I rolled my eyes.