"Miley, come here!" I turned to Ashley calling my name. "Hey, you're invited to my birthday party!" I looked at the envelope slammed into my hands. There was a blue pen marking that said "Can spend the nite!" The dot on the exclamation point was a heart and Ashley has spelling problems.
Reading the card, I found out it was Sleeping Beauty. "Come on Ashley!" I said, "You're turning ten! What's with the princess?" (I'll explain later about the age.) Ashley frowned. "It's actually Rainbow Bright." I looked at her even more. Rainbow Bright, if you don't know, was a kid's toy. They were dolls dressed in a certain color of the rainbow and their hair was the same color. Pretty boring, huh?
I sighed. My dad was getting ready to leave as he walked me to school. He kissed me on the cheek and said, "Bye Ash!" (He really said Bye Netta! It's Jeanette's nickname.) "Well Miley," Said Ashley, "We've got a lot of work to do! See how the time is crossed out?" I looked and sure enough, it was crossed out.
Another number replaced it. "Well, you get to come early to help set up. Only Rico will be there before you!" I laughed. Rico was her brother. He was kind of bossy. (By the way, I was checking out chappie one and I noticed I said both Chelsea and me were Miley. Chelsea is actually Lilly and she doesn't look like it. Another goof: I meant to put Nana Truscott, not Grandma Truscott. And Chelsea's not really at our school, but it would make more sense.)
"Too bad Lilly, Sarah, Amber, and Dandruff Danny can't be there." We burst out laughing. As if Ashley would invite Dandruff Danny to her birthday!
"Man, I hope I get a Cabbage Patch Kids doll!" Yelled Ashley as we walked to the line, Mrs. Kunkle's (actually, her name is Mrs. Ellerd). Mrs. Kunkle glared at us. "Ashley Dewitt, Miley Stewart, detention!" "What?!" I yelled. "We're only ten seconds late!" "Well, tardiness isn't accepted in my class."
All of a sudden, I looked up and saw Nana Truscott running, followed by Rico. "Here Lilly. You forgot your lunch." "Thanks, Nana." She took her lunch and turned to her Nana again. "Babysitting Rico?" She asked. "Yes," She said and told Ashley, "Give this twenty to your mom." I knew Ashley; she wasn't giving the twenty to her mom.
"Ashley," I breathed deeply, "You really should give the money to your mom." "Yes," She said, "And I really shouldn't have Mr. Obvious as my friend." (Mr. Obvious is on a radio show called the Bob and Tom Show.)
Did she just call me Mr. Obvious? I knew my mom listened to Bob and Tom, but please, that was mean.