A/N: I have a huge Constitution Test this Wednesday and I haven't studied yet! This is so stupid! I'll fail the test! I won't be able to graduate! I-

Iggy: Stop! Be more positive. Stop being Eeyore. Be more like Winnie, OK?

Me: (sniffs) OK... Max, can you type the chapter? I'm so bummed...

Max: Sure. Just tell me the words and I'll type it. I get to write the ending author's note, deal?

Me: Deal. (murmurs) I will pass that test. I will pass that test. I'll graduate. I'll graduate.

Chapter 3

Liesel POV

Dear Diary,

Rudy is such a jerk.

I know that I'm in love with him, but sometimes, he irks me.

Sure, there's his obsession for Jesse Owens. And learning how to speak German.

He actually beat me when he challenged me to a 100-meter run! And asked for a kiss afterwards! Can't he just ask for money instead?

I wrote that note for Rudy because... Because I hate it when he ignores me. And pretend like I don't exist. I want him to not ignore me. Like I'm right there, not just a cloud of air.

Also, I wrote the date part because... I was kinda hoping... That maybe... You know... Maybe he can ask me to the dance... Me. Liesel Meminger.

I was really jealous when Rudy asked Amanda Piper out before. I almost jumped up and down in excitement when he broke up with her! Poor girl...

So, I was sitting on my car, waiting for Rudy from his track practice. Then, he opens the passenger door. He's sweating like a pig. And smells like a garbage truck!

"Ugh! You stink! Open the windows!" I covered my nose with my hand while I started the engine.

"Hey. I don't smell that bad. Besides, it's the practice." He smelled his armpits. Eewww... Why do boys do that?

"Didn't you take a shower after you ran?" I stuck my head out of the window while I exited the school parking lot.

"Nope." I suddenly looked at him. "What? I knew you would be waiting for me here! I didn't want you to be waiting that long! Sheesh. Can't a guy care about a girl's time these days?"

Aw. That made my day. "So, you care about me?" He snapped his head at me.

"I said, your time. Not you you. Time. That's it." He flushed a little. Though he tried to hide it.

"Uh huh." I was not buying it. "Really. Keep telling yourself that. By the way, how do I owe you again?" I bit my lip in happiness. Rudy cares about me!

"I care about your time." His voice rose a couple of octaves. "I'm not telling how you owe me." He blushed harder. What is embarrassing him?

"Why are you blushing? I have never seen you blush before." He blushed even more harder. What is it that he doesn't want to tell me?!

"I'm not blushing."

"Then, can you explain why your face is like the red of a cardinal bird?" His eyes widened in surprise.

He looked at his reflection on the side mirror. And he touched both of his cheeks. And gasped. "Why am I blushing?! Men don't blush!"

"Well you are certainly not a man." I murmured, then snickered. I hope Rudy didn't hear it.

"What did you say?" Uh oh. He heard it. "What, Saumensch, did you say?" I clamped my mouth down shut. "What. Did. You. Say. Saumensch."

"Nothing. I said nothing." I can hardly keep my face straight. I laughed out loud.

"Stop the car! Stop the freaking car, Liesel! Stop the car!!!!" He yelled in an eardrum-destroying voice.

OK, OK. I'm stopping the car. "There. I'm stopping. Happy now?"

"No." He growled. "Get out of the car." I just looked at him. "Out. Of. The. Car. Now." I help up both of my hands and got out. Jeez.

When I got out, Rudy got out too. In a suprising action, he caged me with both of his arms in the driver's side so I can't escape him. "Um, Rudy. Is it possible that a simple 'Sorry' can resolve all of this?" Oh my God! I was so scared! Please don't kill me!

I thought he was going to strangle me, but he did something that blew my mind.

He kissed me.

Not a simple kiss. Not even a peck.

A kiss. A real kiss. A kiss on the lips.

With emotions and stuff.

And by stuff, I meant, tongues.

Yep. You heard me. Or read. Whatever. I said tongues.

So Rudy kissed me. And I liked it. (A/N: The taste of her cherry ChapStick! I'm interrupting, aren't I? Sorry...)

We were standing there, beside my car, making out, at sunset, with no cars passing us by. So romantic! Or so that's what I thought...

I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. He also put his hands around my waist and pulled me to him. (French kiss alert! French kiss alert!)

Suddenly, he pulled away. Darn. I opened my eyelids ever so slowly and looked at him. He was grinning! If he wasn't so damn gorgeous, I could've kicked him right in the groin!

I glared at him and pushed him away. I opened the driver's door and went in. Rudy went in too.

"Ow! Why did you do that for?" I just turned on the engine and drove. "Hello? I'm still here?"

"I don't care! Just shut up and keep quiet!"

"Oh, come on. You know you liked it."

"I didn't. It's not even memorable to me. On a scale of one to ten, it's a negative-one-hundred."

"Oh, yeah? Why did you kissed me back then?" He crossed his arms on his chest.

I didn't answer him. I parked my car in our driveway and left him inside the car. "Liesel! Answer me!"

Ha! Now I'm giving him the silent treatment!

You must be wondering why I called him a jerk in the beginning. Throughtout the night, he kept calling me phone. Of course, I didn't answer his calls. He left 27 voice mails. All talking about the "KISS". He asked when we can do it again!

Jerk! He also said I'm the worst kisser in the world! He's the one who's the worst! He is!

That didn't made sense at all, did it? Not the latter, I mean.

Never mind. Because the explanation is full of vulgar words that exists in the whole wide world! Even the ones you haven't heard!

OK. I have to calm down and end this entry or else I'll rip this diary apart.

-Liesel.

A/N: Not good, right? I suck. Totally do. I update too late. Just RnR?