(A/N: I've been away at camp for about 7 days, so I'm updating everything.)
CHAPTER 3
Climbing the Walls
June 24, 2002
Dear Diary,
Well, the dreaded day has come. Everything is packed.
I really wanna tell Numbuh 3 that I really like her before I leave, which is probably impossible. Why can't we just stay? Then I could tell her when I'm ready, but, no! We hafta' move!
If moving wasn't bad enough, we're taking a cruise boat to Australia! If I fall off the boat, I'll die of drowning! And if I don't tell Numbuh 3 I love her, I'll die of not-telling-Numbuh-3-that-I-love-her!
We're getting in the car.
We're there. Everyone's there. Is that The Kid? He's smiling! GASP, HE'S HITTING ON NUMBUH 3! If you don't know what that means, it means: HE'S FLIRTING WITH HER!
That made me so mad, I'm gonna write some words that would be inappropriate to show to you viewers. Since they are inappropriate, I will censor them like this: He is such a $# &#$ ! I'm glad to get that off my chest…
Oh my gosh, she just smacked him across the face! Go Kuki! Go Kuki! Go, Kuki, WHOO WHOO! Go Kuki! Go Kuki! Go Kuki, WHOO WHOO!
She's walking over to me! I can't let her see me writing in this! Bye!
From,
Wallabee Beatles
A.K.A. Girl-Boy
June 24, 2002
Dear Diary,
We are now on the boat, heading to Australia. Cleveland is out of sight. So is Kuki.
This is what happened before we left: Kuki was walking over to me, so I quickly put you away.
"I can't believe the nerve of The Kid, asking me to become his girlfriend!" she said.
"I'm guessing with me out of the picture, he thought he could take you," I said.
"I know!" she screamed. "He's thinks he'll be on my good side by trying to comfort me because my friend is moving, so I'll date him! Freak!"
"Kuki?" I asked. I knew it was time. "I've always wanted to tell you something…"
"Yes, Wally?" she asked.
"I-"
"Hey, you!" yelled the boat-driver guy. "We're boarding, so get up here with your family!" Then he pulled me away from Numbuh 3, and threw me onto the boat! That didn't stop her. She jumped onto the boat!
"You were saying?" she asked. Then the thing I least expected to happen happened. She kissed me on the cheek!
"HEY!" yelled the boat-driver guy. "Where's your ticket, girly?"
"I don't have one," Numbuh 3 said, quietly.
"No ticket, NO RIDE!" And with that, he threw her off the boat, into the water!
The boat started moving!
"I LOVE YOU!" I yelled as loud as I could.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" she yelled.
It was too late. I couldn't reply. We were too far away. I took one last look at her, even though she was far away, and hung my head down.
"No I can't let you go;
You're a part of me now;
Caught by the taste of your kiss.
And I don't wanna know
The reason why I
Can't stay forever like this.
Now I'm climbing the walls, 'cause I miss you."
If you're wondering, that song is called "Climbing the Walls" by the Backstreet Boys. I only wrote down the chorus because it sounds a lot like the situation I'm in now.
That song is playing on the PA system right now. I bet the boat-driver guy is only playing this song so he can torture me with it.
I gotta go. Mom is passing Joey to me. Parents. Bye!
From,
Wallabee Beatles
A.K.A. Girl-Boy