Chapter 7
Survival of the Hottest May 2011
A heat wave is currently boiling Los Angeles. Everyone was sweating, except me because that's gross and I don't do that. We all decided to go to Venice Beach so we could cool off. Beck borrowed his family's truck and rv so that we could all go to the beach. A giant rv parked next to us. Unfortunately we all got trapped inside. The air conditioner only works when the truck is running. Cat was the only one of us outside but she saw cute boys and abandoned us. It was so hot that even I was sweating. It may have made me freak out a little bit, just a little. Robbie drank fish water. He then threw it up in Trina's bag. Trina was the only one with water and she hid it from us. By the time we found out there was only a capful left and we all had to share. However, Robbie stole it all so Beck and I got nothing. Tori had a tiny oscillating fan. It ran out of batteries in about two minutes. But they were two glorious minutes. We were all weak, desperate, and going crazy. Robbie probably didn't have long to live since he is the weakest. During the first verse of "Make it Shine" Cat opened the door. We were all so out of it that we hadn't noticed that they gigantic rv had left. We were free at last!
Fight Time May 2011
Beck and I were arguing. We were arguing about a plethora of little things. The fight started when I told him to decide where he wanted to eat dinner and he told me that I could choose. I told him that I wanted him to choose. He said he didn't care so I should choose. I asked him why he wanted me to choose so badly. He claimed it was easier to have me choose because then I wouldn't be upset with his choice. Well, that statement caused a full out fight. We were then arguing about who was more ridiculous. All of a sudden out of nowhere we started making out. I don't know where that came from. The fight was over. I'm going to go call Beck now.
Prom Wreaker May 2011
Beck is in stupid Canada so I have nothing to do. He is in Canada because his grandmother died and I didn't know what to say to him nor did I want to burden him with my problems. When he told me that his Grandmother died I could only pat him on the back like we were two "bros". I'm not good at comforting stuff. He can go to his mother for comfort. He better go to his mother for comfort and not elsewhere. Anyways, I spent tonight ruining Tori's prome. HA doesn't have a prom so Vega felt the need to create one allowing every grade to attend. Since it is the end of the year and finals are coming up the deadline for school events was Friday. My performance of the play I wrote, Clowns Don't Bounce, was scheduled for Friday. So Vega got to schedule the prom for Friday night and my performance got canceled. We're at this school to perform so you take away my performance! According to the school a prom for all students is more beneficial than a performance that only a few students will attend and is more likely to cause a lawsuit. By the way Vega's prom is being called a prome because it's more special that way. Prome sounds even more stupid than a prom. So, I sabotaged the band, showed horror film footage, and hired a dancing man baby. Cat had a birthday party last year where her parents hired the man baby to dance. His diaper is not secure enough and he is a large short man with a hairy chest wearing a diaper. He comes with his own little person. Cat's parents made the man baby leave about 30 seconds into his performance, after their initial shock wore off. I don't know what they were expecting but it wasn't him. Hiring the man baby may have back fired because he won prome king and I won prome queen thanks to Vega trying to sabotage my sabotage. He carried me off. I kicked him in his sagging diaper.
Tori Gets Stuck May 2011
Vega got the lead in Steamboat Suzy. It is a musical about the first female steamboat captain. I really wanted the role. The reason I didn't get the lead in the play was that they couldn't imagine me as sweet Suzy. Ever heard of typecasting, because I learned about it at this school! I may have misplaced some of Tori's blood and sent her some flowers that she is allergic too. I also redid the stitching in Suzy's dress so that it would be too big for Vega to wear. She had to use clips so that it wouldn't fall off during her performance. Everyone was confused as to how her dress fit one day and was huge the next. Now anorexia rumors are spreading. Vega got 3/4ths done with the play when she couldn't go on. I was willing to finish the play. Sikowitz wouldn't allow me to take over due to my sabotage so he took over. Thanks to my handiwork the dress fit him well. He still looked ridiculous, a bearded man in a dress. I didn't tell Beck about any of this and was avoiding his phone calls. Beck, of course, ended up finding out about what I had been up to while he was away. He did not find out about me misplacing the blood, no one but myself knows about that. That was the hospitals fault. They shouldn't just leave blood lying around. He admonished me for my potentially dangerous behavior and reminded me that when I had the urge to destroy someone I was supposed to come to him so he could talk me down. I felt bad that he had to deal with all of this so I made him chocolate chip cookies because I remembered he said that his grandma use to bake them. I'm sure mine weren't as good but he seemed pleased with the gesture. He told me I would have made a great Steamboat Suzy.
The First Barbeque of the Season or I Wish I Could Barbeque These People May 2011
My dad had a "barbeque" at the house for his coworkers and their families. By "barbeque" remember that this is California and Los Angeles, well Beverly Hills, at that, so there were salads, wraps, sushi, and eight different kinds of water. There were gourmet burgers grilled by a professional griller. My dad said I had to attend but it was the last thing I wanted to do and I already had plans with Beck. My dad implored me to take out my piercings so I threatened not to come at all, it was not his weekend anyway. He dropped that issue and said I had to attend and could leave a little early but could bring "that boy I spend all my time with". So Beck had to suffer along with me. Business talk and trophy wives going on about tennis lessons filled the warm summer air. One trophy wife, in particular, literally pinched Beck's cheeks. Another, one made eyes at him and offered him a job cleaning her pool. I would have liked to throw some of these people in a pool. Beck joked that it was nice to know he had options so that when he was a struggling actor one day he could always pay the bills by cleaning pools. I told him waiter would suit him much better. The only redeeming part of the party was that Beck was there and we spent our time making fun of the vapid attendees. We had to eat at the kids table, which was probably better than the adults table where they made the usual small talk about the economy, OJ Simpson, golfing, and their latest trip to Santa Barbara. I swear these people cannot go one function without bringing up OJ Simpson. It was like twenty years ago, get over it. The only downside to the kids table is that the kids are messy eaters. I tried to correct them on their lack of manners but Beck said I should have been gentler. They're kids and cannot help it. Beck and I left early to go to the "mall". That's what I told my dad anyway. If he knew anything about me he would know that I try to avoid the mall. When we made our exit Beck confusedly asked me if we were really going to the mall. I just rolled my eyes. We drove to the Shake Shack to get shakes and then drove to our spot in the desert. Since I'm a good girlfriend I let him unhook my bra and feel me up properly for the first time. Well, I unhooked it and did that girl trick where you take it off without taking off your shirt. That way he got the message. You see Beck's tried to unhook my bra a few times but he always quickly gave up. I think he didn't want me to notice he was having trouble unhooking it so he would stop and then try again a few days or weeks later. I thought it was time. He even told me I was a really good girlfriend.