Jodie's Note: Hi!! It's me!! Again!! It's my chappie!!! So, be happy!!! At least it's not Karen's point of view…(jk!!! Pardon's Karen…Please don't hit me…Hey…What are you doing with that club?…Uh, Karen? -runsaway- -limpsbacklaterwithblackeye- Okay… Just to let you know, this chapter is in MY point of view. (Karen, stay away from me.) Oh yeah, I'm a bit pissed cuz I got a B- on my science finals (Karen: And I beez gettin' a B. Ha!) so please, please, please, don't mess with me right now. (Karen: Who's gonna mess with you? Oh yeah. Me. Becuz SOMEONE decided to write ANOTHER chapter when it wasn't THEIR turn. Hmph. Meanie-poopie-head. So I am FULLY entitled to "mess" with you. -stickstongueoutatJodie- -picksupclubagain-) Ummm…help?
Disclaimer: I still don't own nothing. That includes all the quotes found in the book. BUT…we still own all the cool stuff Dumbly gets for us. Oh yeah, Eskie is MINE and only MINE!!!... MINE!!! (Karen: And I really do own that Zen. So…HANDS OFF!!!)
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After the feast was well and over and good ole Dumbly finished telling everyone about the Potion's/Defense Against the Dark Arts mix-up, Karen and I trailed behind the trio while Harry and Ron discussed heatedly about Snape's victory (they'd already finished arguing about Malfoy-and-the-nose and feeling guilty about).
"I'm telling you, I'm not going to shed a tear after Snape's gone at the end of the year." Harry was steaming mad.
"Actually, I think you will, considering that Dum-" I covered Karen's mouth before she could finish that sentence.
"Shuddup! What do you think you're doin'? Like they're going to believe us?!" I whispered into her ear.
Karen then promptly licked my hand to remind me ever-so-kindly that I was still covering her mouth. I immediately released her from my grasp and proceeded to wipe essence of Karen on the back of Ron's robes.
Ron, still pretending that we didn't exist (a feat undoubtedly to be admired,) said back to Harry, "I know that, mate, but I don't want him to teach us Defense Against the Dark Arts! Who knows what he's going to do to us?!!"
Through all of this frantic shout-talking with a few wild and maybe even lewd hand gestures thrown in for good measure, Hermione was in front of us, apparently thinking. Seeing that getting Ron and Harry to talk to us in even the faintest friendly sort of manner was a lost cause, we skipped up to Hermione and tried to get her to start talking to us.
"Hey, Hermione. Do you know about the new Nintendo Wii? Considering that you're Muggle-born and all."
"Sorry, I'm only home for the summer and holidays, and I don't really pay attention to those things."
"Aww…Ooo, I know!! How about Zens? You do know about Zens, right?"
"Erm, no, sorry…"
"Jodie, Jodie, pinch me!!!"
I happily complied and pinched Karen.
"Owww!!! Omigod! It's real! This isn't some freak dream!!! Hermione does not know what a Zen is!!! O, the horror!!!!" exclaimed Karen dramatically in a much horrified way.
"O, the horror!!!" I agreed.
I don't think Karen heard me, as she was ranting at the top of her lungs at some poor group of first years who were staring at her in the way most people stare at her. (As if she was Karen.) (a.k.a. As if she was yelling at the top of the lungs at them.) (Which she really was.) "This is sacrilege! Sacrilege, I say!!"
"Karen!" I yelled her name to get her attention and to hopefully calm her down even the slightest bit. I knew this was sacrilege, but I, unlike her, still had a trace of dignity in me. As I've said before, her ego is like, impenetrable. Sometimes it's a good thing, and sometimes it's a bad thing. Right now, it was one of those bad things. She ignored me and continued her outburst, which now was on the brink of swearing.
"KAREN!" I yelled again, louder.
She was now past the swearing and going into full-out swearing in Chinese, our first language, which she lapsed into when she was very passionate about something, as she was now, if you haven't noticed yet. "Ze me ke yi jian zi?!! Wuo de xing cuai jiang le!!! ZE SHI JOO!! JOO NI ZI BOO ZI DAO!!??...boo shi ni la, He Mai Ni…cu shi….SHA WO!! SHA WO!! WO DE SHING JIANG LE!!!!" (If you want the translation, it basically means: How can it be this way?!! My heart is going to break!!! THIS IS PIG!! PIG, YOU KNOW!!??...No, I don't mean you Hermione…Still…KILL ME!! KILL ME!! MY HEART IS BROKEN!!!!)
"KAREN!!!!!" I bellowed louder than her. (To those who do not know, this is quite a feat, as this sound has to be extremely loud to be higher than Karen's decibel level. Volume wise, there is very soft, then quiet, then medium soft, then medium loud, then loud, then extremely loud, then piercing, shrieking loud, then ludicrously loud, then going-to-explode-and-obliterate-your-eardrums loud…then Karen. But as Karen is very prone to attacks such as this one, I had developed a fine bellow during my many years of friendship with her, which I called upon quite often, such as now.)
She finally seemed to notice me. I don't know if I imagined it, but I think there was a wild, feral gleam in her eyes right after I stopped her. Yeah well, that explained a lot. Primal instincts. What kind of a weird world is this, where ranting about Zens is primal instinct??!!! Whoever's up there, you are one wacky dude!!! Whew, glad I got that off my chest…Anyhoo…No more shouting Karen and no more staring people. What a relief. I hate staring people. Unless I'm laughing my head off, because then, I'm laughing too hard to notice.
"Karen…" I walked towards her with my hands held out, the way you would approach a rabid animal that's frothing at the mouth. "It's okay…We can fill Hermione in on stuff she's been totally missing out on…Like The Zen. Okay? Just…chill."
Her eyes were normal. So was her attitude. "Omigod Jodie, what in the world are you talking about?"
"Umm…I'm telling you to stop screaming at random people in the hallway."
"-scoff- Like I'd do that. I just got a little…carried away. That's all. It's no biggie or anything. So stop looking at me like I'm crazy." She looked over my shoulder at the unfortunate group of first years who weren't having exactly the most ideal day, what with random crazy girls yelling into their faces, and said to them, "And that means you too!"
Her glance fell back on me and she said in her whole disdainfully-looking-down-her-nose-at-you-sort-of-way (In the totally unfair way life is, she's about a head taller than me, so it's real easy for her to look down at me.), "Even though you're completely wrong in accusing me like that…" She suddenly smiled in an amiable way again and held out her pinky. "Friends?"
I thought for a bit, to prolong this position of power I held at the moment, saying, "Hmmm…." I did this for a while, tapping my chin with my finger, that is, until she started giving me The Evil Eye. I knew that secret weapon-ing would be following this glaring shortly. "Okay, okay, friends," I replied a trifle hurriedly, but with finality.
We did our little secret handshake (-pinkieshaketwistslapclasphandsjumpupanddownboing boingboing-), and...we were good. Then we turned to face three dumbfounded guides who still hadn't understood the gist of what just happened.
"Hiya!" Karen yelled into their faces.
That got them starting.
Observe:
Harry's reaction: -amused/confused look-
Ron's reaction: "What the !#$ ?!!"
Hermione's reaction: -startleddeerintheheadlightslook-
I stifled a laugh. Ahh…The indulgence of being weird…I swear, I heard Karen whisper to herself in a little content voice, "-sigh- I love my life."
I decided to smooth over our past little irks with Hermione. "So…Can you tell us where we're gonna sleep tonight?" I asked her. "'Cuz, I mean, I'm sure Mr. Dumbly told you something about that, 'cuz he definitely didn't tell us."
"Whose Dumb-oh…well, um, I guess you'll stay in my dormitory. There are two other girls though, Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil. You'll like them, but Lavender is a bit of an air head."
"I'll bet she is," I whispered to Karen confidentially.
She agreed wholeheartedly. "Won-Won," she whispered back.
We burst out laughing while Hermione, Harry, and Ron looked at us as if we'd grown two more heads apiece. Which I'm quite sure we didn't…anyhoo, by the time we stopped laughing, we had arrived at what I suspected was the picture of the Fat Lady.
I heard Karen say, dumbfounded, "Omigod, that's one BIG woman."
I was inclined to agree. "Dang, she must be at least an F-cup!! Seriously…I'm creeped out. Ugh…she's wearing pink and ruffles too. Ewww…"
"Gosh, stop being such a tomboy, Jodie!" Karen said, rolling her eyes. "But I seriously do agree with you."
"Paaaaaswooooord," the Fat Lady drawled.
"Dilligrout," Hermione replied, not at all disturbed by the gigantic painting of the gigantic lady, I was quite astonished to see.
"The repeated exposure to such huge-ness must have warped their brain cells," Karen whispered to me, reading my mind.
I snickered, trying Harry, Ron and Hermione's belief in our sanity yet again. (Actually, I think we're beyond hope in that area already.)
"Yooouuu maaaaay eeenteeeeer," the Lady said, still drawling.
"Thaaaaaaank yoooooouuuu," Karen sniggered at The Fat One.
We climbed through the door, Karen being almost locked out by the Fat Lady. Talk about vindictive. When Karen stopped swearing, we turned towards the common room and took in the plump, red pillows and comfortable looking sofas.
"Nice…" I said.
" I can hang in here," Karen said coolly and snobbishly at the same time. (I think she's putting on this whole haughty-snobbish-cool-Muggle-act to annoy Ron. I mean, it definitely was working. His eyeballs must have been getting tired after all that rolling at her comments. But then again, maybe she's always like that. Constant exposure might have warped my brain cells too.)
"Hey, Karen, do ya think we're allowed to hook up a wireless connection at Hogwarts? Maybe Dumbledore brought over your laptop."
"Ya think?" Karen rolled her eyes at me again. (Lots of spinning eyeballs at the moment. the fact that you threatened to shave off his beard if he didn't comply…"
"Hey, I was just making sure!!" Karen said defensively.
"Yeah, sure."
We followed Hermione up the stairs to the girls' dormitories and through the hallway to our room.
Hermione opened the door and froze. "Um…Guys…what's this?"
"What?" I asked, confused at her confused-ness. Peeking inside, I ran in. "My dog!!! YAY!!!! Eskie!! Eskie!!! Oh I mwissed you swo mwuch!!" I cried, hugging my American Eskimo dog, who right now was all fur and tongue.
"My laptop!! My Zen!! YAY!!!!" Karen screamed.
Still being attacked by my dog, I yelled back at her, "Sheesh, Karen! Chill!! Wait…Hey!!! My iDog!! My PSP!!! YAY!!!!" Running toward my stuff, I looked around. "Hey…" I whined. "Where're my books?!!!"
"My Barbie doll!!" Karen squealed, reaching for the pink and ruffle-wearing doll in front of her. (Hey…this is starting to sound familiar…)
"Whoa, Karen, you're creepin' me out here. I thought you stopped playing with them since you were, like, three. Eww…it's pink. Ugh." (That sounds familiar too. You can see we go through this routine a lot.)
"I did, but I have a hunch that this Barbie doll is going to be very important to Hogwarts this year," she whispered secretively.
I rolled my eyes, "Riiiiiigggght…Anyways…Hermione? Which ones are our beds?"
Looking slightly confused (Is she always like this or is it because we're here?), she pointed at the two bunks next to the door.
"Cool!" I said, very excited about my first night at Hogwarts. "We can get unpacked and…wait, where's the bathroom around here?" I looked around.
"There's one outside in the hall to the right," said Hermione, plopping down on what I suppose was her bed.
Grabbing her pj's and toothbrush from the duffel bag containing belongings that Dumbledore packed, one for each of us, Karen ran out the door and yelled back at us, "I call the bathroom first!"
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"Jeez, Karen. How long does it take to take a bath and brush your teeth? I'm sure it doesn't take two whole hours!!!"
I was very unhappy with her. I had had to wait in the dormitories with Hermione (Awkward!!!), and Parvati and Lavender ("Blablabla…I don't know whether to wear the pink one with frills or the pink one with ruffles…blabbitybla…" Ugh!!!! Pink!!! The horror!!! And frills and ruffles are basically the same freakin' thing!!!!), while continually assuring Parvati and Lavender that Karen would surely come out in the next few minutes even though I had been saying that for the past hour and a half. Both Parvati and Lavender were glaring at me crossly. As if it were my fault! Hermione was a whole lot nicer and more sympathetic. Obviously, since Parvati and Lavender hadn't met Karen yet, they seemed more inclined to blame me. Hmph. -mutterglareatthem(notHermionethough)grumblewhyyoulittle grrrrrr- This had gone on for quite awhile. So you can see why I was a tad bit upset.
"ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME YOUNG LADY??!!!!!" I shouted at her, releasing my pent anger at having been forced to listen to some pratty girls gossip about stupid dresses (Eww...).
Ignoring me, Karen whispered excitedly, "Hey, hey, hey, hey, you won't believe what they have in there!! You should totally go see!!"
I glared at her. "I would, but you were in there the whole bloody time!!!!"
She just smirked at me.
Shaking my head and cursing Karen and her mom and her dog (wait, she doesn't have a dog...)and her house and her math teacher under breath, I walked down the hallway with my pajamas and other toiletries (What a weird word…) and into the bathroom…and stopped in my tracks.
"Whoa." That was all I could manage to say at the moment.
In front of me was the coolest looking bathtub I had ever seen. It wasn't like super sized or anything, but it was definitely magic. No other bathtub changes from blue to red to orange to lavender to green to yellow over and over again in patterns of stripes, swirls, waves, and dots. No other bathtub has a shower head that shoots out water in the shape of spheres, triangles, and dodecahedrons and in all colors of the rainbow, depending on the settings you choose. After doing my stuff (and taking about two hours also), I went back to our new room and found Karen already in bed (and snoring a bit, but don't tell her I said that). Lavender and Parvati both had already given up on taking a bath and had gone to sleep too. Hermione was the only one awake, sitting at the window, looking outside.
"Uh…hi."
Startled, she jumped up and looked at me. "Hey…"
I sat on my bed. -awkward silence-
"So…um, where'd do you guys come from?" Hermione asked, sitting down on her bed.
She seemed genuinely curious, so I obliged. "We're from California. Ya know, in the United States."
"I've never been outside Europe before…what's it like?"
"Well...California's pretty much a nice place. We live near San Francisco, and the weather's pretty mild. Usually very sunny." I had a hard time thinking of what else to say. I was still awed by the fact that I was in the presence of my all-time idol and I was ACTUALLY HAVING A CONVERSATION WITH HER!!!! (-hyperventilating-) But after I got a hold on myself, I continued. "We never wear uniforms at the school we go to. You see pretty much all kinds of kids there, especially Asians. Ha! We're everywhere!" I climbed into my bed and snuggled into the covers, stalling because I was having a brain freeze and also getting in because I was pretty darn tired after all the hard adventuring we had done today.
Hermione got into her bed too. I guess she'd given up on a bath too. -cringeandfeelguilty-
"How long have, ummm…you and Karen been friends?" she asked, apparently racking her brains for something to ask. (Ha! I wasn't alone!)
"We met at the park when we were in kindergarten. We've been bestest friends ever since," I replied, stifling a yawn with my hand.
"That sounds nice…" said Hermione, her voice trailing off.
"What, don't you have a best friend?" I asked her, curious.
"No," Hermione said in a sad little voice. "My parents moved around a lot. I never got to know someone long enough to consider them my best friend…and well, Harry and Ron…they are boys, you know."
There was a silence. I wasn't sure what to say that wouldn't sound mean or snobby. Then, I started to panic. "But you aren't going to move anytime soon, are you??!!!"
"No," said Hermione. "I'm done moving for good. My parents have found a permanent job where they can work together that's close to Hogwarts. I think they're pretty content. I really hope we don't move again. I don't think I could bear it, because that mean I would have to leave R-" She broke off hurriedly, turning a deep shade of maroon that I pretended to not see.
I sighed internally inside. What is it with this girl? Ron is sooo not her type. He is definitely not worthy of her. Yet she's all swooning over him. Boy, do Karen and I have a lot of work cut out for us this year. I, being a kind person (Karen: -snickersnicker-), did not press the whole Ron matter and instead settled with a friendly "G'night, Hermione."
Hermione whispered back, "Goodnight."
I wished inside my head that we could do something to help Hermione with her insecurity…and then I didn't remember anything else, considering the fact that I promptly fell asleep.
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The next morning, we went with Hermione down to the common room. As we waited for Harry and Ron, Hermione explained to us what our schedules would be. "You two will be having classes with each other and with us, or if I have a different class, with Harry and Ron, so…I guess you should just follow them around…"
"We can do that." I grinned. "We'll stick to them like ticks…or maybe leeches. Hmm…I was never good at metaphors…"
Karen rolled her eyes at me, and proceeded to ask me if I wanted to play a game of chopsticks with her.
After a while (a.k.a. sixteen games of chopsticks later, with me winning five times and Karen winning eleven), Harry and Ron finally came down.
Seeing us (or rather, Hermione), Harry came over and said, "I bet Malfoy's a Death Eater!"
"What?!" was the reply (from Hermione). (Jodie and I were mimicking the conversation behind their backs, Karen being Harry and I being Hermione. Ron was in the middle, unsure whether to back off at our weirdness or to double up clutching his guts with laughter. That was one funny expression on his face.)
"You know yesterday…I was on the train with Malfoy, right?" Harry quickly explained his Malfoy-is-evil theory to Hermione while Ron looked on, embarrassed. Harry stopped speaking once he saw us mimicking him. I froze in mid-gesture, and grinned sheepishly. Karen didn't notice, continued with mouthing the words with her eyes shut, and ended up starting to do the disco. I poked her and she looked at me. I pointed at Harry, hoping she didn't do anything embarrassing, and she looked at him solemnly. She shrugged nonchalantly and, with a big smile and a tilt of her head, with one hand on her hip while the other was held up in the shape of scissors, she posed for him ("Cheese!!!!"). I slapped my forehead, exasperated.
"But he was obviously showing off for Parkinson, wasn't he?" Ron cut in, pretending to still be ignoring Karen and me, even though we had seen him gaping at our silent show just a few seconds ago.
Harry and Hermione decided to play along and pretend that they hadn't just seen what they had just seen.
"Well," Hermione said hesitantly, "I don't know…It would be like Malfoy to make himself seem more important that he is…but that's a big lie to tell…"
"Exactly," Harry said, about to continue his persuasive speech to Hermione, but he stopped abruptly after seeing some would-be-eavesdroppers edge closer.
"Go away people, can't you see we're busy listening to a completely crazy person? We can't do that with you guys breathing our air!" Karen snapped.
"It's rude to point," Ron growled at a first-year as we climbed through the portrait hole. The poor boy blushed and tripped into the room. Ron sniggered.
"I love being a sixth year. And we're going to be getting free time this year. Whole periods when we can just sit up here and relax."
Hermione rolled her eyes. (Even she caught it! Wow. I never knew Karen and I were that contagious. We should try getting everyone to do Karen's Chris-and-Ashlyn dance next. Hmmm…) "We're going to need that time for studying, Ron!" she said as we started walking through the corridor.
"Yeah, but not today. Today's going to be a real doss, I reckon." He smirked at apparently nothing.
I whispered to Karen, "Is 'doss' even a word?"
She shrugged.
"Hold it!" Hermione stopped one of the kids in the corridor who seemed to be carrying a furry, flattened dog. "Fanged Frisbees are banned, hand it over." She took the Frisbee from him.
When the kid left, Ron grabbed it, "Excellent, I've always wanted one of these."
Someone giggled behind us. Karen and I turned and saw a willowy brunette laughing suggestively to Ron. We both smirked.
"Won-Won," I whispered to Karen.
We burst out laughing…again. Ron looked at us.
"What??!! It's not like you've never seen two perfectly normal teenagers before! Sheesh, it's not like we're weird or anything," Karen said haughtily to him.
When arrived at the Great Hall, we sat down for breakfast (waffles topped with strawberries with cream and pumpkin juice), and when we finished, Harry, Ron, and Hermione received their schedules from a tall, old woman, who reminded me of my second grade teacher. When that was all done, we cheerfully followed Harry and Ron to their first class…Defense Against the Dark Arts, we were happy to learn.
"Hey, Jodie, isn't this the class Snape is teaching now?" Karen gave me her evil grin.
I chuckled, "Aww, yeah…let's go kick some TEACHER BUTT!!" A couple of people stared at me. "Nothing to see here people, move on, move on. Don't you guys have classes to fail or something?"
Snape's classroom was gloomy. It was also dark, slimy-looking, and smelled like Karen's cooking. (Karen: Hey!!!) We walked in grimacing and sat down next to Harry and Hermione.
"Dude, you'd think someone would hose down the classroom once in a while," I gagged. I heard a door slam. We turned around and saw a tall, greasy figure walk to the front of the room. "Dude, you'd think someone would hose down the teacher once in a while." I looked at Professor Snape with distaste. "Hey, Karen!" I poked her. "Look at that hair. I swear, if it was anymore greasy, we could sell it to McDonalds."
"You have had five teachers in this subject so far, I believe," Snape sneered at us. "Naturally, these teachers will all have had their…"
I heard nothing more for quite a while. I looked over at Karen. She was doodling on a piece of parchment she'd swiped from some poor sixth-year student with a quill and some ink she'd undoubtedly swiped also. I looked around and stole a piece of parchment and a quill and a bottle of ink from Ron. ("Hey!!!") Ignoring him, I wrote on it and passed it to Karen.
You listening to a word he's saying?
Nah.
Ha! I can smell him from way over here. Do ya think we're going to get homework to? I mean, come on, we don't even know if we have magic or not.
…iono…I hope not tho. I'm just going to treat this like a long vacation.
Oooh, that's a pretty rabbit. Love the bowtie.
…It's a dog. And I did not draw a bowtie…that's a collar. :(
dude, sorry. lol XD I wonder if Harry knows anything abou-
"Ahem."
-t the movies made about him. I mean, he can't be that ignorant. It's strange how these people act…so old fashioned. Hermione hadn't even heard about the Ninte-
"AHEM!!"
-ndo Wii. I mean…who's NOT heard of it.
BAM!
I looked up from my writing, and said to a red-faced Snape with a vein on the side of his head bulging out, "Dude, professor. You need to chill. You know that if you keep frowning, you'll get wrinkles…Wait…You already have one. Riiiiigght there. Oh, and there too…And there, and there, and-and-and…"
Snape looked at me furiously. "Ms.-"
"Jodie," I supplied helpfully in an amiable voice although Snape was waaaaay beyond amiable.
He gritted his teeth. "Ms. Jodie. Just because are not a magic user, does NOT mean you can pass notes in class." He looked down at me behind his long nose. Hearing a noise, he glared at Harry, who was behind me; apparently, he was biting his knuckles to keep from laughing. "I see," Snape said in a cold voice. "You find yourself amusing. Well, let us find out if you two Muggles have any talent for magic. Nonverbal spells. NOW!"
I stood up and looked at Karen. "Ya want to be my partner?"
"Sure," she replied, shrugging her shoulders noncommittally. Snape was getting angrier and angrier, probably because we didn't seem the least bit cowed by his menacing looks. Ya see, Karen and I have worked on this whole annoying-the-mean-teacher act a whole lot of times, and we've got it down perfect. "Wait…we don't have wands. How are we supposed to do anything?" She looked around. Her glance fell on Snape and her lip curled in disdain at his oily appearance. Karen still claims to this day that it wasn't intentional, she just couldn't help, but I know better.
Seeing Snape, with his eyeballs almost bulging out in fury, wasn't going to give us any wands, she turned back towards me, shrugged again, and pointed her finger at me solemnly and scrunched up her face until it turned a deep shade of lavender. I laughed. Pointing my finger at her too, I thought, Stupefy, stupefy, stupefy, stupefy. Karen couldn't take it anymore and a giggle tore from her mouth. Which turned into a laugh, then into a belly laugh, then hysterical laughter which caused tears to leak out of her eyes.
I too, doubled up laughing. "Omigod…(-hysterical laughter-) We are the saddest people (HAHAHA JESUS CHRIST) that I have ever known (-snort- -snort-…I THINK I CHOKED ON MY SPIT HAHAHAHAHA). Karen…help me (HAHAHAHAHA OMIGOD I THINK I'M SUFFOCATING). I…I…see the light." I reached out dramatically for the ceiling and fell over laughing on top of Karen.
"Sorry, Jodie….(-gigglesnortgiggleagainguffawsnortsnicker-) I don't think I can
(-gaspingforbreath-) help you…Oh my god…" She recovered enough to push me off of her.
"HAHAHAHAHahahahahahahahahahahahhhhhhhh…Okay…I'm good." I looked up and saw Hermione trying to keep a straight face by biting her lip till it turned white above me. I said cheerfully, "Hiya girl, what's up?"
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J/N (take two): if any one is actually reading this story (which, sadly, I guess not on account on the small number of hits our story has got) I apologize for not posting sooner since I had this school trip to DC and everything.
Karen's Note: Hey ya peeps!! For those who were waiting so anxiously for the next update (-the camera swivels around to reveal I am talking to nobody-), sorry, but this isn't the next chapter. I merely corrected lots of grammar mistakes Jodie made because she submitted it without telling me and letting me correct it, and added a few tidbits more of humor here and there. I would like to clarify one teensy-weensy detail. Just because the other person isn't writing the chapter (a.k.a. me), doesn't mean they aren't doing anything. When Jodie or I finish writing a chapter, we give to the other person to correct. It may seem like I haven't really been active lately, as Jodie has written three chapters, and I only one, but I must take some credit on my part. I'd like to claim all the funny stuff where I say and do funny stuff and Jodie says and does funny stuff. So basically…Jodie writes the storyline and I add the humor. WHOOO!!!! GO ME!!!!!!! Jodie is probably going to be a tad bit angry once she reads this, but, who cares!!! I did do all that stuff!!!! (Though Jodie DID think of the whole wash-the-classroom-and-the-teacher stuff. But…I STILL ROCK!!!!) Yeah…Just a TEENSY-WEENSY little note. (You can see I'm feeling a little cheated by the fact that I haven't been writing any chapters lately.) I'm currently working on the next chapter (well, I haven't exactly STARTED it yet, but I'M GETTING TO IT!!! -sheepishgrin-), and I hope you guys (-camera swivels around and it shows still no people-) enjoy it!!! Toodles! ---Your wonderful, amazing idol (Jodie: -snickersnicker-)
P.S. I've sort of realized I should have put this note at the top or else people who get alerts will think nothing has been changed, but, oh well. Soo….If you are currently reading this, YOU ROCK!!!! You are obviously a devoted fan, by your ability to read this chapter again and to laugh at our antics again, even though you've already read it. Love yous people!!! Ta! (For real this time.) ;