Whoa…. That's a LONG time since I last updated xD I guess school kind of got to me (and so did laziness). I wonder how much readers I have now :D
PS- I did not watch the 2nd movie yet (yes, I know, a total disgrace) but don't blame me! I have Asian parents _ It's not like I want to miss out on all of the Rodrick galore! /3
It's been a few days since we've started the tutoring thing, and Rodrick and I had promised to keep it a secret. Rodrick was worried he'd be made fun of for hanging out with a nerd, and I didn't enjoy being called the school delinquent's 'girlfriend'.
Math class was still boring as always, and Kevin "Freaky" Bacon still sat beside me. As usual, no one was listening. I mean, it was Mrs. Daniels we're talking about: the woman that lived with nine cats and had three ex-husbands.
When the bell rang for dismissal, everyone filed out the class faster than a gazelle getting chased by a cheetah. And yes, for your information, that is very fast.
"I thought I was going to die in there!" I said after meeting my best friend, Emily.
Meet Emily Johnson, my best friend that I've been with since forever. She was also in student council, and was currently in the secretary position. Emily had somewhat short black hair, and mesmerizing chocolate-coated eyes. It wasn't a question why my older brother, Johnny, likes her –hint, hint.
"What, cat lady's got your tongue?" Emily joked as they walked through the hallway.
Yep, that was what we called Mrs. Daniels: cat lady.
We call her cat lady out of love.
Emily suggested," You want to hit the mall after school today?"
Just as I was on the verge of accepting, I remembered my study session with Rodrick, and ending up saying," Nah, I'm good. Besides, I have a lot of homework. Plus, it's a Friday. Mom's probably cooking up something scary."
I mentally sighed in relief when Emily believed it.
"Okay, well just call me if you want!" she exclaimed energetically before hopping off to God-knows-where. Gosh, why does tutoring have to be on Fridays too?
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The moment I reached Rodrick's house, the first and only greeting I got from his dad was "Stay out of the basement". At first, I was really confused. Did he think I was doing to do something with Rodrick. The thought of it made me shiver, and I pushed away the thought.
The house was empty for the most part. After opening the door for me, Mr. Heffley immediately ran into his room, probably to watch a movie because I could hear talking from the inside. Mrs. Heffley was nowhere in sight. On the fridge, there was a note reminding her to pick up 'Manny' from the day care- probably their brother- and Greg was at someone named 'Rowley's' house.
I set my backpack down near the coffee table in the living room and switched on the TV. We had the exact same satellite settings, so I easily maneuvered through the channels.
About twenty minutes later, I couldn't help but yawn.
Where was Rodrick?
I checked my cell phone, and it showed the time '4:30'. I yawned once again. You know, I thought to myself, today was pretty tiring. After all, it is Friday. I might as well take a short nap while waiting for Rodrick. I closely closed my eyes and started drifting off.
Little did I know the following three hours went by fast.
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Tap, tap, tap.
I let out a groan.
Tap, tap.
"Kris, wake up," I heard a familiar voice said.
I slowly opened my eyes to stare into a pool of brown orbs. Expecting to see Rodrick, I jerked up and started to yell at him before I realized it was his younger brother, Greg.
"Kris, what were you sleeping on our couch?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.
I gave him a hard stare. "What? Oh, sorry. Did Rodrick come home yet?"
Greg gave her an odd look. "You mean my brother? Psh, no! The last time I saw him was this morning when he dumped cereal inside my shirt."
I felt urked at the thought, but then I realized something. "You mean Rodrick didn't come home at all yet?"
"Yeah… why? He didn't tell you?"
I felt a sudden rush of anger. "No!" I shouted quite loudly. "No, he didn't! He ditched me!"
Before Greg could say another word, I gathered my things and marched out the house, closing the door with a loud 'slam'.
How dare Rodrick skip out on me! I screamed inside my head. He could have at least told me first! Ugh, this jerk is so full of it! Does he expect me to wait around for him when I could be going to the mall with my best friend? When I see him, he is so going to get it!
As I turned the block, I noticed a shadowy figure heading my way with a cell phone held to his ear with a smoothie in his free hand. As we came closer and closer to each other, I could hear him talking and laughing at his friend on the line. It was dark outside, and the street lights were half broken, occasionally flickering on and off.
Then something struck me.
That voice. It sounds familiar.
Anger took over when I was sure the figure was Rodrick.
"Where have you been?" I bellowed. Rodrick held up his smoothie, signaling me to stop as he continued talking to his friend.
Out of rage, I snatched the phone out of his grip and snapped it shut before thrusting it into his chest.
"Hey, Kris, chill," he commented.
I literally exploded.
"YOU'RE TELLING ME TO CHILL?" I roared. "I WAS WAITING FOR YOU ALL THIS TIME AND YOU JUST DITCHED ME! MY FRIDAY AFTERNOON WAS RUINED BECAUSE OF YOU!"
"Whoa, wait a minute, you did what?"
"RODRICK HEFFLEY, YOU INCONSIDERATE JERK! I HATE YOU!"
Then, yanking the smoothie out of his hand, I threw off the cap and poured the pinkish-red liquid all over his perfectly messy hair. And with that, I tossed the cup into his chest and stormed away.
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Okay, well maybe Kris was overreacting a little about that little incident, but hey, it only makes the story more interested xD I know, it's been since FOREVER since I last updated. This is to let you know I'm still alive 3
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