Rowley's Girlfriend
Wednesday
Rowley and Greg who had just become friends again are walking home from school. Everything was working out fine until a Pink limo that had the words RILEY printed on it in big white letters pulled in Rowley's driveway. Excited, the girl run's up to Rowley in her solid Pink designer sneakers and kisses Rowley right on his zit! This was too much for Greg Heffley. Just as he fainted, Riley orders her chauffeur to drive Greg exactly right across the street. And by exactly I mean 30 steps away.
Thursday
Rowley and Greg are throwing and catching a gold and pink football in Rowley's backyard.
"Hey Rowley, heard of the newest edition to twisted wizard lately?" Greg asks suspiciously.
"No. Anyway if I did my daddy said it's too violent to be playing at this age." Rowley says as the ball hits his chest."
"Bummer. Heard it was the coolest one yet. Also can't you take off the gear, it's making it harder for you to catch.
You see Rowley thinks that some teenagers from around the block are going to come jump him for the new gold and pink football he got from I think that girl whose chauffer took me home yesterday. So he wears gear.
While Rowley takes off his new solid gold and pink armor, I ask him some questions about that girl.
"Rowley, who was the girl that kissed you yesterday? The one who I obviously suppose gave you probably everything gold and pink."
"You mean Riley. She's my uh Girlfriend."
The air was knocked out of me. It clearly made no sense that a girl as gorgeous as her would trip for Rowley. I didn't say fall for Rowley I said trip for a reason. It made zero, nul, náid, cero sense. So I do what any sensetive guy like me would do and stand my ground.
"You're going out with her!" I yelled not caring who heard me.
"Yep we've been a couple for about a week now."
Suddenly I see Riley coming our way. And what is she wearing? A bikini!
"Hey babes just wondering if you wanted to come swimming at my private beach." She said with her glossed glittery lips, in her french accent.
I stand and pull Rowley aside for a second.
"Rowley, my buddy, my best frend, my epic friend. I was just wondering nothing much but, can I come please!
"Of course you can come Gregory. Should I just call you Greg?" Asked Riley.
"Uh Gregory is just fine". I say with a glow in my eyes.
"Hey but you said if I call you that you'll-" says Rowley getting cut off.
"Isn't he just funny" I say cutting him off.
"I think I should go get my swimming suit now."
As I'm running back to my house to fetch my swim suit I see a truck that says RENT A GIRLFRIEND. I start laughing.
"Poor Poor Rowley doesn't know that gorgeous Riley is just a fake."