ass with Bernard, and I guess you can say he is my friend. But he isn't really, because he loves science and for some reason he tries to make

en. Lenny is a douche, no girl would say yes to him because he has a "gift" I guess you can cal

?" George fi

smugly,

" Bernard says as if there were a thousand Briannas Lenny can c

ng, when we were waiting for Mr. I-ne

he sai

ld stop stalking her, " adds Geor

th her. Taking her to Olive Gard

m punching that smile off his face but I am not much of a puncher, mainly because I almos

ot like we'll

mack him again, even harder, hoping I can get that stupi

u are lucky to even have a ch

about David's hot sister, he

up Ber

the cheer-leading sucks. But she is not a snobby bitch like you would think. She is actually pretty cool, she helps me out by not speaking to me at all while we a

bony arm leaving a piercing pain

sub two tables from us. I see she is alone, which can be my big chance, but I probably won't do anything but stare until she sits with he

eryone. It could be a grumpy lunch lady or a creepy guy who talks to himself at the bus, sh

. I don't remember telling Bernard anything about Grecia, but I didn

ork for your mashed potatoes,

hold it up right in front of his

d sticks it in his m

t's necessary. His I-don't-give-a-shit attitude is very admirable. I mean, one look at him and you'll know he is a ballsy

ecking for a closed clear bag that tells me that no germ has touched the spork since it was packaged that I not

nd that's why I keep my hair this long. Long but shorter than Tarzan's. My hair has this weird wave to it that

sel-in-distress tone makes me want to lift her in my arms an

lowing her to reach f

, smiles, and walks

need? I can get it for you." Or even a sorry would have sufficed. But no, my brain had to shut down in that crucial second. I swear, I c

n cement. All my friends are looking at me dying to cackle like