A/N: This chapter may be a bit short.
A Suite Holiday
Chapter Six
(Pim's POV)
Wow. Pim Diffy, at it again.
I have to admit, I was sure this vacation was going to be a major drag when Phil suggested it. But look at me now. I had a greedy accomplice and a nerdy blonde kid about to eat out of the palm of my hand.
You know, it's kind of funny, isn't it? Everywhere Pim Diffy goes, glory seems to follow her. I'm amazing, aren't I? Honestly. I amaze myself sometimes. My brilliant schemes. My wondrous plots. My antagonizing plans to make Phil look bad. My uncanny and unmatched ability to think up wonderful adjectives on the spot, just to describe myself. My-
"Pim?" I frowned at Cory as he snapped me out of my reverie.
"Never," I said, then repeated (just for emphasis), "never interrupt me when I'm ranting."
"But you weren't saying anything," Cody argued.
I rolled my eyes at him. What a dweeb. "Just because I wasn't ranting out loud doesn't mean I was ranting. Now back off kid, or you can forget about your dream girl."
"Yes ma'am," Cody said, but then shook his head and muttered, "I mean, Pim."
"Hm," I scoffed. "That'll do, I suppose. Now, to business. How much do you like this girl...this Chelsea?"
"I love her," Cody said, grinning. "I would give my life for her."
"Hey-slow your roll," I ordered. I turned to Cory and said, "Looks like somebody's been watching too many soap operas."
"Hey I heard that!" Cody whined.
"Well, it wasn't like I was trying to hide it now, was it?" I said.
"Look," Cory said. "Make sure you love her. I mean, I had an obsession with Chelsea once too. But it passed."
"This won't!" Cody declared. "She loves the trees!"
"Oh great," I muttered under my breath, loud enough for all to hear. "Hippies unleashed."
"I heard that!"
(Cody's POV)
"Come on!" I said. "How are you going to hook me up with Chelsea?" I was getting impatient.
"Chill, Nerd-zilla," Pim said. "First, you've gotta pay up."
"How much?"
Pim and Cory looked at one another then turned to me and said in unison, "Fifty bucks."
"Fifty bucks?" I echoed.
"And that's just for the first date," Pim informed me.
I groaned. I had to be with Chelsea. But where would I ever get the money?
See, I told you it was short. The next one shall be better. Please review, and I'll really do better with updating.
~Emachinescat ^..^