Ah, the final girl. From now on, the chapters pretty much rotate from girl-to-girl-to-girl…

Lol… I like writing Spinelli's chapters the best. They're the most fun. giggles Her next chapter… It's a good one… Poor unlucky girl, that one. You know, in between beating people up, hiding, running from the law, and other stuff… lol… She gets all of the "action" chapters. As in, hers are constantly moving… So Gretchen and other girl (see below) think a lot more. Lol… Though Spinelli's chapters are longer…

Anyways, here!

Spin-Ugly is looking like so much more ugly today. It's like really weird. I mean, it's not like I'm supposed to like, be looking over there or anything, but… Well, like okay, because you forced it out of me… I was looking and T.J. and she like happened to be right next to him, because she's like always right next to him, and do you like have any idea how annoying that is?

I like hate her so much. It's like not even funny. I mean, really!

What on Earth can a guy like him see in a girl like her? Like, seriously!

Anyways, so Spin-Ugly's got these huge bags under her eyes, and, I mean, it's not like her hair usually looks like, that awesome, but today it looks like twenty times worse than, like, usual. I mean, like half of it isn't even in her pigtails. And it's icky and frizzy and messy, and, like, I never knew that she had like, bangs! Anyways, it's not like her clothes are wrinkled, but it looks like she put her clothes on in the dark, or kind of like when my big sister Cindy comes home from one of those college parties. Okay, except Cindy's hair is like way messy and her lipstick's totally smeared, and her clothes are on the wrong way and wrinkled. I wonder what Cindy like does at those parties anyways.

Oh, well. She'll like, tell me later. So Spin-Ugly's not wearing those like, horrible tights today, which is like actually really a step up, but her boots like aren't tied and it's like totally a wonder that she's like not tripping all over those huge feet of hers. So, yeah, she's still like a fashion reject, but, you know, red totally does look like great on her, and so do those like bangs. I mean, I'd like never admit it, but she could be like really pretty if she gave it some effort… Like us. I mean, I'd so kill for her cheekbones.

Hmm, I think we should totally like kidnap her and give her a make-over. She looks like so tired today that she wouldn't be able to like, fight back.

Oh, no, wait, that totally wouldn't work. It'd like only make T.J. like her more. Okay, so I don't like totally know for sure if he's like totally into her, but, it's kind of obvious.

I mean, what does Spin-Ugly have that I don't, huh? I mean, like, as a matter of fact, I totally have more style, money, looks… I have like way more of everything than she does.

Well, like what am I supposed to do now? I mean, I totally doubt that even if he did like-me-like-me that we could go out. My friends would like probably think that he's a loser or something. And then they'd like, make fun of me for liking him.

Which would not be fun at all. But maybe I could, oh, I don't know, like, flirt with him or something. Like when Spin-Ugly's back is turned.

Wait a second, that's it! That is so totally my excuse. I can like tell the other girls that I'm like stealing him away from her. And that I'm like making him over into like, the perfect boyfriend. Yeah, that'll like, totally work. Like definitely.

Now, how exactly am I like, going to put this plan into like, action?

Well, let's see, he's like all alone right now. I'd like better go up to him before someone else like gets to him. But no running. I am, after all, an Ashley, and we have, like, a certain level of respect. Besides, I'm wearing like the tallest heels ever. I'd so trip.

"Hi, T.J.!" I call over to him flirtatiously.

Of course, it's not like he knows that I'm being like, flirtatious. But whatever. I just need to like widen my perfect smile a little. Good thing I wore the pink lip-gloss today. The red looks like so bad on me.

Okay, he's like turning to me. That's like good. He's looking at me! Ha, like, take that Spin-Ugly!

But I really don't like that suspicious look in his, like, eyes. Why doesn't he, like, trust me?

"Oh, hey, Ashley A. Um, is something wrong? Did Spinelli trash your clubhouse again, because, you know, I've talked to her about that, and she promised that…" T.J. begins, rather nervously.

Ugh. He like, mentioned Spin-Ugly. I'd so better cut him off before he like, starts waxing on about her like, beauty.

"No, actually, T.J., um, I like just wanted to uh… Do you want to like maybe come over to my house after school, and, uh, like work on our, um, like homework… I'm like not too good at, uh, history, um, you know, and like, aren't you, um, getting like an A in it? So, um, yeah. There's like a pool, and a, um, jungle gym, and, like, a big screen TV, and we, uh, have, um, like tapes of Beanie McChimp, which you're like into, um, right?" I ask quickly.

OMG! Did I just like say that? I sound like an idiot. Like a total idiot! Ashleys so do not sound like idiots! And I just did! Ugh, I so need to like take a cleansing bath and totally wash this day off of me.

Wait, like what happens if he, like, rejects me? Ashleys do not, like, get rejected. Or, like, for that matter, this afraid. I am like an Ashley. We are supposed to be like fearless. I mean, like even Spinelli's fearless. Actually, she's like more fearless than me.

Anyways, he looks, like, well, understandably, more than like a little shocked. I can like, kind of understand why. I think he's like going to answer now, because his mouth's like opening and all.

"Um, okay, sure. I'll come over. Uh, thanks," T.J. says, sounding somewhat astounded.

He said yes? He said yes! This is like so great! I could seriously squeal like right now forever.

"Okay, great. I'll like, see you later. Oh, and, um, like don't tell your friends, okay?" I giggle, waving at him and moving away.

Wait, I like giggled? I must like really like T.J. Oh brother.

Well, I mean, he is like coming over after school. That's like great.

But, well, I guess I can't like tell the girls about this. This is like going to be way weird. I tell them like everything.

Oh well. I guess there are some things, that, like, they don't need to know.

Loren ;

Okay, so both Gretchen and Ashley A. like T.J. And Ashley A. just asked him out. Spinelli swears she doesn't like him, but is that really the case?

Note that both Gretchen and Ashley A. both think T.J. likes Spinelli. However, he swore that there was nothing going on between them to Gretchen and he agreed to go to Ashley A.'s house for… homework. Yeah, right.

Ashley A.'s schemin' away. And nervous… I hope I didn't use too many likes and totallys and sos and reallys… I tried. She only says them like once per sentence a lot of the time. Oh, and when she says OMG, she just means OMG. 'Cause she's such an intellectual… I mean, she's not stupid, 'cause hello, she's the leader of the Ashleys, so she can't really be dumb, and besides, isn't she the one who thinks up the evil plans? She's just a slightly shallow semi-airhead.

Anyways…

In the next chapter: A worn-out Spinelli struggles through a not-so-typical school-day. She finds out some things, but fails to realize the deeper significance behind them while rushing about the school and dodging Finster.