I know I know.

I'm so screwed.

Blame my teacher.

Actually don't. My teacher's quite nice.

Blame whoever decided that 5th graders in McKinley Elementary School (San Gabriel District) need to write a State Report.

FYI my state is North Carolina.

I had SO much homework these days that I canNOT upload whatsoever.

AND! I'm NOT even done with the whole thing yet! We're only doing the outline.

And then there's the rough draft, final draft, bibliography and whatnot.

*sigh*

Poor fingers.

Anyways, I left at somewhat a cliffhanger last time, so sorry for the suspense.

On with the story!

Oh and the disclaimer: I do not own Dork Diaries. If I did then Nikki and Brandon would already be girlfriends and boyfriends and are going out. I also do not own Percy Jackson. If I did then, well, I'm happy with the existing version.

Brandon P.O.V

After the fourth rang, Nikki finally answered her phone.

"H-hello?" She asked quietly.

I can hear the sob in her voice.

"Where are you?" I demanded.

Silence.

"A-at my h-house," she sniffed and continued. "I-in the c-closet."

"I'll be there as soon as possible."

She sniffed again. "C-can you b-bring me some f-food too?"

I smiled a little.

"Sure."

10 minutes and minus 5 bucks later...

Nikki P.O.V

The doorbell rang. I didn't move. I knew that Brandon has my spare key. My parents were out on a cruise trip and Brianna went with them, so I'm alone at home.

I heard shuffling and the door opened with a creak.

A minute later I heard footsteps. Then my closet door was opened.

Without speaking, he helped me get onto my feet.

Immediately he hugged me. I didn't move.

I just blushed.

Silence. The only sound was our breathing.

He released me and smiled. Then he handed me a small bag of McDonald's.

"I ran all the way here, and now you owe me five bucks."

I wiped my tears and smiled. Then I playfully smacked him softly.

"No way!" I said and sniffed.

He ruffled my hair.

"You look horrible." He said.

I made a face. "How dare you!?" I asked, sounding offended. I glanced at the mirror across the room.

"True though, I do look horrible." I admitted.

I tried to straighten down my wine purple hair, but it just poofed up again.

I pouted. "I'm going to need a 3-hour spa treatment!" I declared.

Then I snatched his bag of McDonald's and opened it. Taking a McChicken out, I bit onto it.

"Mm... My all-time fave!" I said happily.

Brandon took one out and bit onto it. Then he compared it to my bite mark.

"My bite mark is smaller," he commented.

"Yes, I do have a big mouth."

"My, oh my, what big mouth you have!" He teased.

"Shut up."

Then we both collapsed into laughter for no reason whatsoever.

After feasting on a small serving of burgers and fries...

Brandon P.O.V

We sank down onto her bed and sighed.

"Why didn't you come to school today?" I asked.

She bit her tongue.

"Well, uh, I don't think I'm supposed to tell you."

"Why?" I asked as I propped my head up with my elbow.

"You know you can tell me anything, anytime."

Nikki shook her head and answered, "I don't think so, sorry."

Then she ruffled her hair and made a face.

"All that crying has made me desperately in need of a shower. Oh, and more food. I want mashed potatoes."

I rolled my eyes and gestured toward her stomach.

"How can you have such a huge appetite and still stay so thin?"

She pondered it a little and narrowed her eyebrows. "I honestly don't know. I've never considered it..."

Then she stood up and went over to her closet. Grabbing her pajamas, she made a dash toward the restroom.

"I'll be back after I get this bad girl cleaned up."

After she was gone and I heard the water running, I made myself comfortable in her bed.

Her smell.

Her bed smelled like...

...Like Nikki.

Her cheerfulness...

I had never seen her so upset before.

Never.

I felt the need to know what's going on.

I was close to falling asleep, but a sudden BANG woke me up to full consciousness.

I shot up, nearly bumping my head into, wait...

WAS THAT A PEGASUS!?

"Nikki come on you do remember that- wait WHY IS THIS GUY ON YOUR BED WHERE THE HECK ARE YOU!?" The dark-haired boy yelled.

"What just happened?" I muttered, puzzled.

"HIYA!" That was all I remembered as something really hard smashed onto my skull.

Thank god I have a hard skull.

Then I drifted into unconsciousness.

Unicorns were farting rainbows and yelling "POTATO".

I think I have mental issues.

Aaaaand that's the end!

After I get just one review I'll upload my next one.

Promise!

Also guess who the dark-haired boy is!?

I mean, it is quite obvious.

I tried my best to make this as long as possible for you guys.

I'll be back next time with another story people!