the real part
I heard the doorbell ring from the living room, and I was SHOCKED when I looked out my window and saw her over-hair-sprayed TWO FEET AWAY!Usually she only harasses me in school. Coming to my house to call me a dork would be a WHOLE new level of evil!
At first I thought maybe she was trying to get me in trouble somehow. But then I thought, maybe not. You never know…she could be the world’s oldest girl scout and she was working on our street to sell cookies!
I found out soon enough when she came to the door.
My mom answered it, and she said, “Nikki! Come here! Mackenzie Hollister, the Hollister’s daughter, is here! Come say welcome!” I sighed, gritting my teeth.
Calling MacKenzie mean was an underestimation. Shes a ferocious lion with hairspray and nail polish.
I came up to the door, and she started to talk, but then Brianna rushed up to her and kicked her in the shin, saying, “Go away, Tooth Fairy! My tooths are mine!” OMG!!! I pushed her out of the way, whisper-yelling, “Brianna, shes calling truce!”
MacKenzie screamed, “So your bratty sister was the one who kicked me last year?!” She glared at me with an icy stare.
“I don't want to be here as much as you do,” she said as we sat down on the couch. “Just that, well, Brandon has asked me to do him a favor: Go ask Nikki what her number is, when shes available, blah blah blah..” I was having RCS.
Brandon wants my number!? Hes asking when Im available!? OMG!!! :)!!!
Then Mackenzie strutted to the door, muttering something about bratty Brianna. Then before she sashayed away, she said, “Don't be so exited, Maxwell. Remember, Brandon was the one asking MOI!”
I was so exited!!!
Gotta go, Brianna is asking to go to to one of Penelope’s Concerts.
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