Friday June 18th
4:00 pm
Jas has only just left. She had to go back to her house for dinner. I wish I could say the same thing about myself. However Mutti, Vati and Libbs have gone out for dinner at some new family restaurant. They asked me to go,
"Georgia, sweetie, would you like to go out to dinner with us?"
I just gave Mutti a look.
"...well?"
"Mutti do I look in the sort of condition to go out for dinner?"
"Is something wrong?"
"No. Leave me alone!"
Apparently they are going to a restaurant where you all have to wear sombreros and say, 'aye aye aye!' alot. I would have gone for the sheer hilariosity of it all but I am heart broken so I thought better of it.
Sunday June 19th
7:00 pm
I have not done anything productive in the past two days, it is very unlike myself. It is also very lonely, none of my so-called mates have rang to check in and see if I've killed myself yet. I think I shall clean my room, it is getting a bit pingy pongoes.
7:30 pm
Alas, I can't be bothered.
Monday June 20th
8:00 am
Up at the crack of all cracks. I must do something today that does not involve lying in my bed of pain (and filth), eating Jammy Dodgers infront of the telly, or sitting at my bedroom window watching the world go by around me. Except the only thing I would see out my window was Vati tinkering with his incredibly sad robin mobile and the occasional appearance of Mark big gob off to molest some innocent midget.
9:30 am
Decided to get back on my plan to get in shape. Although the reason I was doing it then was to get in shape for Rosie and Sven level, and at this point I don't think I will ever make it to number 10. Erlack, I could be one of those people who are ancients and still virgins. Cousin James will probably be one of those people, perhaps I could make a plan with him that if both of us are still virgins by the time we are 45 we will have eachother...
9:32 am
ERLACK! ACK! GAH! AHHH! GET OUT OF MY BRAIN!
I must make a mental note to myself that it will NEVER under any circumstances come down to cousin James, even if I'm 100 and still a virgin!
9:35 am
Running. Running. Trying to get the picture out of my head. Running. Running. Pant. Pant. Pant. Run. Run. Pant. Pant.
"Ciao Georgia."
Oh no. It's Italiano Pratio out for his usual run. What a prat-tastic thing to do, go jogging in the morning. I'm only doing it cause I NEED to, Italiano Pratio has more muscles then...er...a muscly thing.
"Er...Hi, It-I mean, Massimo."
"Are you running again?"
"Yes. I am always running, in tip top condition I am."
"Oh, I never see you running anymore, though."
"I normally run on different fields."
"Oh, me as well, which fields?"
"Er...uh...ummm...the ones over in that direction."
"I see."
"Yes."
Silence. Thank god. I hate his italian accent, no matter how sexy or yummy scrumboes it is...I HATE IT! He is flash, just like Dave the Laugh said. Oops, I just thought of Dave the Laugh. STOP THINKING ABOUT DAVE THE LAUGHING.
"You seem, how you say, troubled."
"What?-Oh...no! No trouble here! I am definately trouble free! This is one non-troubletastic girl...er...yes."
He laughed. Shut up, stupid italiano pratio.
"I heard about Dave the laugh and you."
"Oh, well, we are done now."
"Really? perche?"
I am going to pretend that I know what he's talking about.
"Uhhh yes, perche. I like perche."
He laughed again. Grr.
"No I mean, why?"
"Oh...he just, he..." And then I couldnt control myself I was was panting and crying at the same time.
"Caro, come sit down." He led me to a bench and we sat down.
"He just...He just told me we didn't feel the same way and then said it was...over." I sobbed and Italiano Pratio patted my back.
"Don't cry, it's alright. He is a not nice person."
"No, he is a very nice person. I lost him for good now."
Masimo was being incredibly nice, and he asked me over for coffee at his house. I went only because I hoped he had some pasta around or something that I could eat...as there is never real food in my house.
12:00 pm
Just left Italiano not so Pratio's house. He did actually have pasta, his mutti is vair vair generous. She said I was too skinny and that my elbows stuck out in a funny way, I was quite miffed at that, no need to rub it in. But she kept feeding me more and more food and now I am quite literally stuffed beyond the valley of stuffedness. Italiano not so Pratio and I talked for a very long time about Dave the Laugh and Lindsay and guess what he told me? He's breaking up with Lindsay for me! He asked me out on a date and said things weren't working with him and Lindsay.
A month and a half ago I'd be quite happy about this, but now I just feel queasy. I agreed anyhow.
2:09 pm
Rosie just rang.
Emergency ace gang meeting at her house.
I ran over full of anticipationosity. What could it be about?
I hope nothing about Dave and Ellen.
2:30 pm
At the meeting.
Apparently Jools and Rollo have made it to Sven and Rosie level.
Last night they went out to dinner and then back to Rollo's house and...well you and I both know what happened next.
She described it to us just as Rosie had when she made it to number 10.
Also, like when Rosie was telling us, we discussed how far we had gotten to on the snogging scale.
Jas was being all professional wise,
"Rosie we know got to 10, and now Jools as well. Gee?"
"9. What about you Jas?"
"8 1/2 body snogging. Ellen?"
"I've made it to 8 1/2 as well with Brandon."
"Oh...so you're not going out with Dave the laugh?" I asked suddenly.
"No...we just went to the buddha lounge as friends, Gee. I would never do that to you. Besides, all he could talk about all night was you."
I felt a little light of happnosity inside myself, they aren't girly and boy-y partners!
"So you didn't get anywhere on the snogging scale or anything with him?"
"No, just a kiss on the cheek goodnight. I'm with Brandon, I don't want Dave anymore."
I jumped up and pounced on Ellen, hugging her. She laughed really hard and then Rosie jumped up and started hugging the two of us and then before you know it it became like some cheesy teen drama where they all start hugging and crying. Yes.
While we were hugging I told them I was going out with Masimo and they all stopped hugging me and gave me a look.
"What happened to the hugs?"
"So you just had that big rush of happiness about Dave the Laugh for nothing?" Jas asked in a very wise woman of the woodsish voice that only she could pull off.
"Not for nothing."
"Yes for nothing! You're going out with Masimo now? When was this decided?"
"Just a few hours ago..."
They all rolled their eyes at me, which I found quite rude indeed.
"Listen, Dave may still be talking about me, but he doesn't want to be my boy-y partner anymore and he made that quite clear. So I'm moving on. He's having a nervy b. because I don't love him."
"I think you do love him." Said Jas fiddling with her fringe.
Grr I wanted to slap her.
"I do not love him!"
"I think you do." She just stared at me in that very Granny Jasish way and all the other fabs were watching me too. Go AWAY!
"I don't! I'm going home!" And I stormed out of Rosies house and onto the street. I walked for a while off in my own little worldy thingy until I bumped into someone.
"Sorry."
That voice sounds familiar.
"Hi Gee, how are you doing?"
"Fine, David. How are you?"
"Er...as good as can be expected."
"That's wonderful, now if you don't mind I'm going to be off to see my boy-y partner, Masimo."
"Oh...Masimo, huh?"
"Yeah."
"Thats...great."
"It is. Now goodbye, David." Yesssss Double cool with knobs! I put him in his place I displayed my great skills of sophisticosity, womanosity and...well, not snogosity.
"Wait!" He yelled as I walked away.
"What?"
"I-I still love you. I just wanted you to know that."
"Thats...good." Oh bullocks.
"You know where I am." was all he said and then he headed off. He is a bit on the loony side, that one. But he still loves me, he STILL loves me? After everything! What a sucker, he's still loony for gee. Well too bad for him hahadihahahahahaha I have moved on. And I'm going to go ask Masimo right now to go to number 10 with me, that'll show Dave the apparent laugh.
I knocked on the door of Italiano not so pratio's house and he answered looking all gorgey porgey,
"Georgia, bella, I did not expect you to be back so soon. Come in."
I followed him in.
"Would you like something to drink?"
I was feeling quite nervous right then but I still managed to keep my cool,
"Er-nnnghnngh, may I eat your trousers?"
Well...for the most part.
He looked at me in a looking at me way and then laughed.
"Haha, I'm sorry bella but my trousers are not, how you say, edible."
"Oh...right. Listen, Robbie. I was wondering about something."
"Yes? What is it?"
"I was wondering if you would like to..."
Wait I sound like such a prat-tastic fool, you cannot just ask someone to go to 'Rosie and Sven ft. Jools and Rollo' with you. You must work your way there.
"...eat my trousers."
Damn!
"I am afraid your trousers are not edible as well." He laughed.
But before he could continue laughing I leaned in for a snogfest. I was going to do it, I was going to get to number 10.
A/N
Hey! This is the second last chapter...which means, dun dun dun...the next one is the very last chapter of the ff! Oooer. Hope you enjoyed it...