Yay! It's been only a few days and I'm back on track! :D I spent almost the WHOLE day at the mall today xD It was fun while it lasted. And let me tell you, I think I spent more than an hour at Forever 21 O=O

Disclaimer: I do not own Diary of a Wimpy Kid.

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That night, I lied on my bed, thinking about how much I've always despised Rodrick Heffley. He agrees to be my tutor, but then ditches me on a Friday when I could be spending my time with my best friends at the mall. What kind of person does that?

Well apparently, Rodrick Heffley does.

Deciding to get a drink of water, I jumped up from my bed and exited my room, heading towards the kitchen. Just as I walked halfway, the doorbell rang.

Hm, that's strange. Barely anyone comes to my house at 11 pm, I thought before heading towards the door. But, being the idiot I was, I forgot about looking into the eyepiece and opened the door.

There, standing in front of my house, was Rodrick Heffley.

The jerk that stood me up for three hours.

Before he had the chance to explain, I slammed the door into his face.

I began walking towards the kitchen again, passing my dad on the way. He was currently watching a football game with a can of soda and a bag of popcorn in hand with my older 18 year old brother, Johnny.

"Who was it?" Dad asked, taking in a handful of popcorn.

"Girl scouts."

Kris Walker, are you retarded or what?

But I knew my family. Just let it settle in for a minute and you get…

"Oh, all right! But next time if they come, order me some thin mints please!"

I faked a smile and continued my way.

By the time I had gotten my water and returned to my room, I had received about 6 missed calls and 11 text messages all from the same person.

And guess who it was.

Whoop-dee-do-dee-do- it's Rodrick.

I switched my phone to silent. Then, slipping my phone back into my pocket, I returned back to my room, turned off the lights, and laid there tucked in bed, wondering what would have happened if I had given him time to explain.

But for now, I just want to be alone.

Barely five minutes in bed, there was a knock on her door. But the strange part was: it was coming from the balcony door.

A part of me wanted to run downstairs and yell that there was a freakin stalker at my balcony door, but another part just wanted to open the door to see who it is. And so, being me, I ended up with the second choice: to open the door carelessly and see who it was. And it was the person I least expected/wanted to see right now: Mr. Rodrick Heffley, the school delinquent.

Just as I was about to close the sliding doors on him, he held the door firmly in place with his right hand.

"Before you leave again, hear me out," he said.

The feeling of rage surged throughout my body once again.

"You made me wait for three hours!"

Rodrick signaled me to quiet down. "Calm down princess! I'm sorry I forgot, and I'm sorry for everything! I don't have a good memory, I'm not a smart kid, and I don't have good parents like you who raise me up to consider other peoples' feelings! I'm just a stupid, good-for-nothing brat that doesn't like doing work! I have a huge pride too, but for some reason whenever it comes to you, I'm not afraid to bruise it!"

That left me speechless.

"So, Kris, I'm sorry. I'll make it up for you. Even though I may be a jerk, I still have manners for girls."

All of a sudden, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and a knock at my door. "Kris, honey, are you okay?" she asked from outside.

Rodrick and I started panicking. On instinct, I silently slid the door shut and jumped into my bed with a book in my hands.

And to make it even more amazing, I did it all under ten seconds.

NEW RECORD BABY!

"Yes, mother," I answered just as she entered my room.

"You sure?" she questioned. "I heard voices."

"Maybe it was just your imagination."

Psh, imagination. What a lie.

But she actually bought it. "All right honey." With that, she left the room.

I let out a sigh and placed the book on the cabinet beside me. That was close.

In the corner of my eye, I spot my phone vibrate. I picked it up; it was a text from Rodrick.

So, it read, we cool now?

I cracked a small smile before texting back:

Yes, Rodrick, we're cool.

Chapter Status: Finish~! :D

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