Chapter 54: Biosquare

How did people used to live without electricity? No shows, no chargers, no freaking air conditioning!

I don't know what's lamer, being stuck in a greenhouse for twenty four hours without those things when they're only ten feet away… or being graded on how you handled it?

Football head and I had a little campout in his backyard. I'm sure you're wondering why I'm not seeing being forced to practically live with Arnold as my dream? Well, he didn't exactly show any excitement for my appearance.

All he cared about was the stupid experiments he brought inside the dumb house. Like being trapped in there without any electricity wasn't a big enough experiment. He decided to test two different brands of ants. Oh and this pathetic potato he'd apparently been growing for who knows how long.

The fact that I ended up eating it I think proves he could have just gone to the freakin' grocery store and gotten an A.

The only thing more annoying than not having what I wanted when I wanted it was the dripping faucet.

Arnold and I were brushing our teeth together when the crappy thing started to stick.

"Hey, give me a hand here!"

"It'll be fine."

Fine? Listening to constant dripping in a humid atmosphere with the sun being my only way of knowing the time?

Well let me tell you, football head was regretting that assumption. Waking up the next morning to find I had eaten half way through one of his 'experiments.'

"Morning, want some?"

"Helga! My potato! That's science Helga!"

"No, it's breakfast Arnoldo."

Well, that may have taken care of my appetite, but it didn't change the fact that that stupid excuse for a faucet was still dripping!

I may love Arnold, but no electricity stacked on top of hidden emotions did not give me the easiest time getting along with him there.

"I'm sick of science, and I'm going to stop that annoying dripping for the last time!"

I decided my only choice was to take matters into my own hands (literally).

Football head tried stopping me from putting my hands on the annoying pipe. With us yanking it back and forth, all that did was create an even bigger problem.

Arnoldo's grandpa and eccentric boarder who decided to get a front row seat of our experiment didn't seem to get the message that we needed the water OFF not ON when we broke the faucet. What a bunch of idiots!

I saw Arnold trying to save the potato I had already ruined. It was as if he found that thing's life to be more important than his own?

Once I made it to him on my blow up mattress, I yanked his butt up there with me. No, I did not show any empathy for the stupid vegetable.

Eventually, our 'fun' house turned into a full house of water. That stupid faucet's inability to give the water pressure a break led to breaking open the door.

"Are you alright?"

"I think so."

Apparently, the ants football head used for the experiment proved a leaf makes just as good a raft as my mattress.

That and our teacher didn't even bother to ask if we were okay when seeing the condition we entered the class in. Sheesh!