Okay, in case you haven't noticed, I gave Spinelli asthma. It's going to be a plot hole in an upcoming chapter. Yaaaaaaay. I love plot holes. And R&R.

And – I lose. Ha ha nukkas who actually went along and played the game. Okay, I'm done now. Kind of. Oh, and you're lucky that I have to clean my room, otherwise I wouldn't be updating any stories of mine at all, let alone upload a new one (a few minutes ago I uploaded a story called 21 Degrees and I'm going to upload another called Victoria Baker Won't Tell cause I have to clean my room). Okay. I'm done now…seriously. WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE?! WHY ARE YOU CALLING ME, FREAK?!

TJ's POV
Yeah, I hung up on Vince. He's going to have to deal. Like me. I'm going to have to deal with being in love with Ashley Spinelli.

Okay, not love exactly. But pretty damn close. I think.

I don't know.

Anyway, I guess I better start on that summer reading list, considering its due, oh, I don't know, in a week? How am I going to read five books in just a few days? No clue, thanks for asking.

I picked up the list. It's all wrinkled and the stain of where I stepped on it the other night to get on my computer is still there. I blew on it to remove the dust and ended up coughing on it. Dang dust!

'Book one: Twilight by Stephenie Meyer.' Sounds like a sappy romance story. I remember I bought the books but never really read them, so I picked up Twilight. On the book of the book cover, it says: 'About three things I was absolutely positive: One, Edward was a vampire.' Tender. Vampires. Sounds like my kind of book – holy cheese, did I just think that?! 'Second, there was a part of him – and I'm not sure how dominant that part may be – that thirsted for my blood.' Um, hon, did you just figure that out? He's a vampire, for crying out loud. Of course he'll want your blood! 'And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.' Ha. I knew it.

Knowing Gretchen – or any girl at our high school, really – she'd tell me every little unimportant detail in the book. Every last little tiny one, to be exact. That one I'd just steal the answers from a girl. But who was Edward? And who was in love with him? That I needed to know.

'Book two: The Five People You Meet in Heaven by Mitch Abbot.' That I've read before because Gus said it was inspirational. Whoo! I'm off the hook for one of them books. Hey, wait a second. How come there's a, um, what's the word, practical book on the list but a romance like Twilight is, too? Oh, well, I'll figure it out later.

'Book three: To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee.' Okay, I thought they were saying violence wasn't the answer…so why do they want us to read a book about killing mockingbirds?

'Book four: The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger.' I've heard about that. It's about this guy named Holden who gets kicked out of prep school and he has to deal and stuff like that. Whenever I hear the author's last name, it reminds me of salad. I hear Salader instead of Salinger. Stupid, I know.

'Book five: The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck.' The grapes of wrath? What, do grapes want revenge or something? Ha. Book pun. Fruit pun. Book-and-fruit pun all in one.

I guess I should be doing something important rather than ramble on. I'm going to go ride my bike.

I know you guys were expecting me to say read my books, but I like shaking things up. I guess you figured that out.

I'm cutting out a little early, see ya.

Okay, sooooooooo sorry for such a short chapter, especially TJ's chapter, but let's just say that I'm over-excited for MICHAEL JACKSON NIGHT ON AMERICAN IDOL!!!!!! GAH!!!!!! Sorry, I'm a HUGE Michael Jackson fan. Thriller is my favorite. I heart my Thriller. Maybe it's because I fell in love with Michael Jackson's music during my dance class this year, where the first dance we learned wasThriller. Just review, okay? I'm extremely hyper over my Jacky – did I just call him my Jacky?! Okay, two words:

Holy Crap.

See ya.

**** (like I'd tell you my last name) out!