Disclaimer: For the six million and thirty first time, I do not own Gee or her marvy pallies. I do, however own this fabbity fab plot.
In my Bedroom
2:36 pm
I am in a horrendous state. Jas has come around to discuss the shenanigans that have unfolded today (i.e. Dave the Laugh situation).
I told her "My red-bottom is the reddest it has ever been. I have been a very horrible person. I deserve a duffing up."
"I am not going to cause you any harm, Gee. Tell me exactly what happened."
2:52 pm
I told her exactamondo what exactly happened. She tutted and shook her head and did that fiddly thing with her fringe.
She simply said "Cheating on your Italian boyfriend. Tsk, tsk."
I simply hit her with a pillow.
All aloney, on my owny
4:00 pm
Sent Jas home. She was no help at all. I am starting to consider becoming a full time Lesbian. I can get some pointers from Miss. Stamp.
4:03 pm
We can go to Lezzie bars together. And start a t-shirt company.
Monday August 1st
Kitchen
9:43 am
Libby came thundering into my room this morning, with porridge all over her face, begging for a kiss. I managed to dodge her, but she rubbed her slimy, porridgey face all over my pillow.
9:45 am
Angus just walked into the kitchen. Covered in porridge. I told Libby to clean him off.
She said, "But he lobes it!"
I think she may actually be right. He's purring.
10:37 am
Phoned Jas.
I said, "Jas"
She said "What?"
"I'VE ONLY BEEN ON THE PHONE WITH YOU FOR TWO AND A HALF SECONDS AND YOU'RE ALREADY ANNOYING ME!"
Than I hung up, if she is my bestie, she'll call me back, full of apologiosity.
10:41 am
She did not call back.
11:30 am
Meeting the Ace Gang at the pictures, in one hour. My former best pally who's name I shall not speak (Jas) is bringing along her lover (Tom). This can only mean one thing. Or maybe two things, I don't really know, or care. But the nub of it is that Dave the Laugh may be there.
11:32 am
Must achieve full glamourosity and look incredibly groovy grapes.
11:36 am
Jeans or skirt?
Jeans says casualosity.
Skirt may look a bit keen.
Jeans it is.
12:24 pm
Meeting up with the gang. I've gone with my denim skirt and a white tank top. Major accessories and sexy makeup applied, for a simple sort of look.
Rosie's House
6:13 pm
Back from the pictures. Dave and I sat together. There was a bit, err… a lot of snogging about. At one point, I caught sight of an evil glare from Jas. She is really quite evil.
Anyways, we all decided to go back to Ro Ro's house, as her Mutti and Vati are full of maturosity and have left for the night. I have said it before, and I will say it again, why can't my parental figures be normal?
6:23 pm
Sven ordered a pizza, and there is some sort of slimy topping on it.
6:24 pm
Blimey O'Reilley! I think its whelk fish! ERLACK!!
7:00 pm
Playing truth or dare. Brings back the legume stuffed pants incident, many moons ago.
7:01 pm
Dared Jas to do it again.
7:04 pm
Miss huffy knickers is tres upsetted by me. I think legume stuffed pantaloons gives Tom the mega horn.
7:11 pm
Sven was dared to number five kiss Rollo. Rosie didn't mind.
Oh crap it's my turn.
I picked truth, Jas asked if Dave the laugh gave me the mega horn. I believe I turned a bright shade of red, and muttered something about my mother going into labour, and that I had to leave instantly.
Sitting on Rosie's front lawn
7:16 pm
Another smooth getaway for Georgia Nicolson.
7:17 pm
Bloody hell. Someone's coming outside. Must crawl into a bush.
7:21 pm
The bush I have crawled into happens to be a quite thorny rosebush. Ouch.
I'm peeking through a shrubbery gap. It's Dave.
He called out, "Sex Kitty?"
Full of stupidosity, I say "I'm not here"
It takes me a minute or two, to realize I have just giving away my top-secret hiding location.
He says, "Why are you in a rosebush?"
I say, with as much pride I can muster "I have accidentally fallen into this bit of shrubbery, whilst rushing home to my dear Mutti, who is currently giving birth to my new sister or new brother."
I stumbled out of the bush and looked at Dave. Ooer! He really is quite groovy!
"I bid you adieu,"
In my bedroom
9:15 pm
My lips are very bad lips! I would scowl at them, if I didn't need them to scowl.
Just as I was leaving Dave, my lips puckered up for some snogging. He realized my lips were puckering up, like some sort of puckering pucker-upper. He came closer to me, and than we began snogging to the stars and back again.
Mobiles give you cancer: Another chappie come and gone. Hopefully you enjoyed it, even though it was tres short. I'm just saving some grooviness for the upcoming chapters! So please reviewwww & add to your alert list. YOU DIGG ?
