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May 11th, Monday

I had to skip school today, mostly because my mom wanted me to. My younger brother, Manny, was selling chocolates for a school fundraiser in his elementary school. I had to go out all over the neighborhood to help Manny sell the candy-bars. I tried to bug mom about why she couldn't do it herself, or ask Rodrick to go out with Manny, but mom wouldn't argue and Rodrick's just his lazy self.

We walked around a couple houses, and actually it wasn't half bad. We gained quite a lot of money for his fundraiser and it seemed like nothing bad was happening.

Manny and I finally stopped at the last house we were going to visit for the day. It was a ginormous mansion, the biggest building in the entire neighborhood. It looked about three stories, it had very pretty, almost crystal like windows. A huge fountain was in the middle of the lawn, the yard was a bright green color, obviously it was clean-cut because it was the neatest lawn I've ever seen. Even the driveway was huge, holding two big cars, a normal black van sat next to a hot pink pretty car. A teen girl probably lived here. There was a garage, which more than likely carried even more cars.

"Ooh! Look at that house, Bubby!" Manny said filled with excitement. He pointed right at the mansion.

"Please don't call me that anymore..." I muttered. "You're too old for that."

We walked right up to the house, I rang the door bell, and we waited for a little while. Manny looked through the crystal window, staring at the shiny, sparkling floor in awe.

Eventually a girl around my age sashayed over to the door, with a designer purse in her hand, it was embedded with emerald stones. She was on the phone talking to one of her friends. She wearing a pink fluffy robe that looked EXTREMELY cozy. She had on black silky pants. Her hair was almost bleach blonde, and it was super curly, her curls bounced everywhere as she moved her hips from side to side.

Whoever she was, she seemed like one of those girls who acted like she was all that.

"Oh my god, Jessica USED to be my friend, but she's like, NOT anymore..." the girl opened her door. "Um... hang on, there are some... kids... like by my doorstep or whatever. They're probably begging for money or something. Brb hon!" She ended the call and shoved her phone in her emerald purse, throwing on a fake smile as she talked to me. "Oh hello! Who are you and what do you want?"

"I like your house!" Manny was the first to say.

"Yesssss..." The girl glared at my brother with a look of disgust. Manny didn't seem to notice, and if he did, he didn't care. "So, who are you?"

Manny started to touch the girl's purse, playing with the emeralds. The girl finally noticed and jumped back, like he just offended her great ancestors.

"I am SO sorry!'' I pleaded to the girl. I grabbed my brother and held him back. "My name is Greg and this is my little brother Manny. His school is selling chocolates for money to improve his school conditions. Would you like to buy some?" I asked.

Manny got in front of me. "We have chocolates with or without nuts." He smiled a toothy-smile.

The girl snapped her bubble gum, glaring at my brother once again. "My name is Mackenzie Hollister, but you should already know that, since I'm like, the MOST popular person EVER! I used to go to Westchestered Day Middle... but now I go to North Hampton Hills, and let me tell you, that place is MUCH better than one I used to go to.." Mackenzie started rambling on.

I butted in. "Oh really? Well, I don't know you because I just moved around here... um, and I go to that school. Um..." We both sat in awkward silence for a while. "Are you gonna buy chocolates or not?"

"Oh, you came here to sell chocolates?" Mackenzie asked, putting on a fake persona. "I though you came here to check out my fabulous house... ehm, I mean, mansion," She winked. "And, to check out a little more." She laughed, then paused.

"And omg, you go to that school?" She leaned in a little closer to me, like she was going to tell a secret. "Have you met HER yet?"

"Um, I don't know what you're talking about... nor do I care really... I just want to sell choco-"

"Well, the GIRL I'm talking about is LITERALLY the WORST person on the entire planet. Her last name is like... ugh, I don't even remember.. Maxwell?" Mackenzie rambled, but I this point I didn't care. I was going to turn around to tell Manny we were going home, but when I looked to the right of me, Manny was gone!

I heard a noise coming from inside Mackenzie's house, and zipped my head around. Manny was sliding around on the glittery floor. He had a chocolate bar in his hands, and was chewing on it like a pig. Crumbs fell all around him, ruining the clean floor.

My mouth flew open in shock, and when Mackenzie looked at me, I quickly closed my mouth, and tried to act normal.

"...and my mom has talked to almost every CELEBRITY in the WORLD. Like Ariana Grande, Beyonce, Kayne West, and SOOO MANY MOORE!"

I nodded like I cared, but I didn't. "That's great." I gritted my teeth, glancing behind Mackenzie to see my brother. "How many CHOCOLATES would you like to buy?" I put emphasis on the word chocolates, hoping Manny would hear me and get his butt back here.

"Oh yeah, sure. I'll buy, like, four bars I guess." Mackenzie sighed. I didn't really think she wanted any. She opened up her purse and took out a wallet, handing me four bucks. Manny walked up behind her and surprised her.

"OMG!" She shrieked. She noticed the bars and took them. "Um, why are you standing behind me?" She looked over to the mess Manny made. "OMG! I WANT my MONEY back!" She cried, glaring at the both of us this time, her ice-blue eyes froze me right in my tracks. I looked over at Manny, completely mad and frustrated.

"Manny..." I grunted. "What do you say..."

He stuck his tongue out at me and muttered, "Sorry lady, your house is just so fancy, I had to walk on the floors."

Mackenzie made a really obnoxious sound, then snatched her four dollars away from me and handed the chocolates back to me. "I don't even WANT your GROSS chocolates anyway!" She pushed Manny out of the house and slammed the door in our face. Through the window, I saw her sashay away, heading upstairs to her room, probably to complain to her parents or her friends about Manny and his mess.

Dang that girl is annoying when she sashays.

Manny and I left Mackenzie's house, my anger from what Manny did was still contained inside me. I wanted to face Manny and yell at him, hoping that would give Manny some common sense, but after a while, I just kept thinking back on it, on how that fake girl was acting, and I began to smile.

I began to chuckle to myself.

Manny looked up at me, afraid I was mocking him. "What?" He asked a little angrily.

I stopped chuckling for a while. "Manny..." I said, holding back laughter. "Although what you did was stupid... it was oddly... refreshing."

Manny was confused. "Huh?"

"You can be a complete pest, but for once your obnoxiousness was used for good." I laughed again. "That Mackenzie chick was a high-class snob. The way she acted was rude, and you gave her some revenge."

"I thought you said revenge was stupid."

"Yeah, well, it doesn't matter." I sat down on the sidewalk next to Manny, the summer-heat made the concrete feel warm. Manny put the bag of chocolates down beside me. "You have to admit, the way you slid around the floors making a mess was hilarious!" I nudged his side.

Manny giggled a bit. "And her reaction was funny!"

"Yes! That too!" We both sat together, laughing, remembering Mackenzie's exact facial expression when Manny sneaked up behind her. We mocked what she looked like and how pretended she was 'all that'.

I picked up the bag carrying the chocolates, and opened it, pulling out two chocolate bars. I threw one at Manny, it landed on his lap. I tore the wrapper off of the one I was going to eat and started digging in. Manny looked up at me with shock.

"I thought mom said we weren't supposed to be eating the chocolates! I'm telling when we get home!"

"Manny... you already had five on the trip. Just eat it and shut up about it. I won't tell on you if you don't tell mom." I said.

"Only if you you give me two dollars."

"Fine." I rolled my eyes. "I'll give you two dollars, but you promise not to tell her... right?"

"Ok." Manny said. He ate the bar I gave him and once we were done, we picked everything up and went back home.

For once, Manny didn't seem so annoying.


Ok, so I kind of wanted to put up a cute(ish) chapter involving Manny I just didn't know how exactly. I think this turned out good! Sorry that this chapter is a little short. . Next chap. will definitely be longer. I haven't read the Diary Of a Wimpy Kid books in a LONG LONG time, so if this doesn't seem like Greg's personality or whatever don't be afraid to tell me.

Thanks so much for sticking with me! :D I'm so glad people like this, lol.

-Maddz Writes