CHAPTER 4

Party on the Brooklyn Side

July 18, 2012

Dear Diary,

Man that party was killer! A few hours ago, Abby, Hoagie, and I went to a party on the Brooklyn Side. Who knew Alphabet City was 5 minutes away from Brooklyn! I totally love partying there!

This is how it went: We rode over to the party. It was under the bridge on the Brooklyn Side. There were lights, chairs, couches, food, drinks, everything you need to throw a retro party!

"Are you sure you want to wear those rags to this party?"Abby had said, earlier.

"Yeah, I'm sure!" I said. "It proves that I'm Poster Girl! It brings out my American Spirit!" "Poster Girl?" you're probably wondering. Well, everyone calls me Poster Girl these days. It's related to the fact that I'm top of the "Most Wanted" list, so, I'm on "Wanted!" posters.

"Alright,"Abby said. "Just don't do anything stupid!"

"Okay!" I said, and ran to the bridge. Oh my gosh, there was like, 1.000.000 HOT GUYS there! Too bad, I still love Wally, and I would never cheat on my feelings.

"Hi there, Babe,"said a random guy. I had turned around to find a hot guy standing behind me. "Wanna do something illegal?"

I grimaced. "For your information, I do illegal things all the time, and I'd never do them with you!"

"Oh really?" he said in a suspicious tone. "What have you done then?"

"Stay away form me, freak!" I yelled. "Poster Girl doesn't like guys like you, so leave her alone!"

"You're Poster Girl?"he asked.

"Uh, yeah!" I yelled, impatiently.

He grabbed me and threw me onto a stage in the middle of the room. He got onto the stage, too.

"Hey, everyone!" he yelled. "Guess who we have as a special guest tonight? Poster Girl is here, LIVE!"Everyone crowded around me.

"Uh, hi?" I said, confused. Everyone started cheering! I was so confused. "Aren't you guys supposed to hate me for disobeying the King?" Everyone started laughing.

"Nice joke!"the random guy said. "Your everyone's idol! You're the first person to disobey King Nigel, and not die from it!"

"Really?" I asked. Everyone nodded. "Alright then! Who's ready to get this party started?" Everyone yelled, "Me!". "Well then put your hands together for Poster Girl and her band, whom is two people short, to sing you a new song!" Everyone cheered. "C'mon up, Abby and Hoagie Gilligan!"

I looked at them. Hoagie was smiling quite widely, and Abby had tears of joy in her eyes. They walked onto the stage. We set up the equipment, and I gave them the song I wrote. Then we got into the jam! Abby made the sound effects, percussion, and Hoagie played an electric guitar, and me? I sang.

"I call this song, "Runaway Princess"!" Everyone cheered.

"Everywhere I turn,

I see the Guards of Royalty.

They've got swords and lasers,

And they're after me

The King wants

Me to be his queen

But I love another,

Besides, the King's too mean

For me, yeah

Oh King,

You're so mean, I gotta sing

I'm on the run

Hey, this ain't no fun

Everywhere I go

I never seem to know

How I got into this mess

Life of a Runaway Princess

I'm wanted

Too much I'm so annoyed

What happened to

The bald serious boy?

He used to be so cool

Helping us out of school

But now he turned so bad

What happened to his plan

That kids should rule, yeah

Oh, King

You're so mean, I gotta sing

I'm on the run

Hey, this ain't no fun

Everywhere I go

I never seem to know

How I got into this mess

Life of a Runaway Princess

I never seem to get

Why King Nigel let

His bad self get to him, yeah

Oh, King

You're so mean, I gotta sing

I'm on the run

Hey, this ain't no fun

Everywhere I go

I never seem to know

How I got into this mess, yeah

Oh, King

You're so mean, I gotta sing

I'm on the run

Hey, this ain't no fun

Everywhere I go

I never seem to know

How I got into this mess

Life of a Runaway Princess

Life of, life of, life of

A Runaway Princess

Life of, life of, life of

A Runaway Princess"

The whole crowd exploded with screams, cheers, and shrieks! They must've really liked the song to sound that loud! I just stood there, proud and defiant. Abby and Hoagie joined me in a group hug. While we were short two band members, we still sounded great! The only thing missing was a second drum set and a second electric guitar and voice.

"Give it up for Poster Girl and her band!" The hot guy yelled. The audience sounded like fireworks on the Fourth of July! Then he walked over to me. "By the way, I'm Chet! Would you sign my arm?" He pulled up his sleeve to reveal his ripped muscles!

"Sure," I replied. "Heck, why not?" I signed his arm with an Australian font called 'Australian Sunrise'. It reminded me of Wally.

"Cool!" He squealed. "Now I can prove to all me friends that I met the one and only 'Poster Girl'!"

So for a few hours, we all partied our butts off! I walked onto the bridge, and leaned onto the railing. I searched my new purse that Abby bought for me, for something special. I found it. It was a small box containing 34 cigarettes. I wasn't allowed to smoke them 'cause of Dr. Abby's orders. Until I was healed from blood loss, I couldn't do anything with drugs. Even after that I wasn't allowed to smoke. I only kept the box because of the 34 cigarettes. 34, 3+4, ¾, anything with 3 and 4 in it, I would buy. I was always so tempted to smoke one in the afterglow of Wally. I felt like the cigarettes had a part of Wally's spirit in them. But that's impossible! Everyone knows horcruxes don't exist, right? Of course, I decided to sneak one…heh heh! Abby said I was fully healed, so what could it do to me, right? I lit the cigarette and stuck it in my mouth. It was then I realized Wally is always with me, dead or alive. Mushi is too.

"Take that out of your mouth,"

I turned around to see Abby, with a worried look on her face. I didn't no what to do. I knew I wasn't allowed to, and yet I still did it. But, how was I to tell Abby that I wouldn't smoke anymore because after smoking that last cigarette, I realized Wally and Mushi are always by my side and I don't have a reason to smoke anymore? Would she believe me?

Abby confiscated my cigarettes, even the one in my mouth, threw them in the trash, but gave me the empty box.

"I know why you did it," she said, calmly. "So keep the box, in case you ever forget, and when you feel like everything and everyone you ever cared about is gone, hold this box close to your heart, and remember you're not alone."

"T-That was b-beautiful," I stuttered, crying.

"Hey, Paper Gal!"

I looked behind me to see a man with a crew cut swagger over.

"It's Poster Girl!" I screech, aggravated.

"I hear you say the sun won't rise tomorrow," he said, suspiciously.

"Yeah," I answered. "It's true."

"I bet you 5,000 bucks the sun will rise tomorrow!" he shouted.

"Well I bet you 10,000 dollars the sun won't rise tomorrow!" I shouted back.

" Jodi," Abby said, concerned. "You shouldn't gamble. It's not right!"

"Oh, and one more thing," the stranger sneered. "The loser gets turned in to King Nigel! You're a runaway, and I'm a convict!"

Next day…

"I win!" I screamed in victory. "The sun didn't rise! The sun didn't rise! The sun didn't rise!" I was right. Abby, Hoagie, and I tied up the criminal, and sent him to the police department!

"There she is!"

Abruptly, Nigel's goons came sprinting after me!

"Sorry guys!" I yelled to my friends as I ran. "Have to leave! I'll see you again sometime in the future if I survive!" Then I ran, and ran, and ran for hours until I reached the New Jersey shore. There was no way to get across…

From,

Kuki Sanban

A.K.A. Jodi