Dear Cookie,Ok. So that was the most embarrassing moment of my life. I wonder what Michael's going to think of me now... >_> I don't know why, but I think I might- OOF!

Me: Omigosh I'm terribly sorry!
Evan: Oh, no it's fine. I should've saw you coming
Me: Nono, it's mine because I should've looked where I was going..
Evan: And I imagine we're gonna go on about who's fault it is. I'm Evan. Aren't you Grace?
Me: Yup, that's me. I'm famous on Pawesome Gossip.
Evan: That Rebecca girl was complaining and blabbing on about you.. When she should be complaining about herself.
Me: Yeah. I keep tellin' her.
Evan: I-I'm sorry if I interrupted something, I can go if you want.
Huh.. He's kinda cute when he's shy…
Me: No..no! It's totally fine! How come?
Evan: Whenever I do that, they become mad at me.. Especially populars..
Me: Really?! Don't they think you're cute or something?
Evan: Heh. What makes you say that? They say I'm the least 'hot boy' so they could tease me.
Me: Whaaat? Least hot? Nah... But I'm not saying like you're really hot or something...
Evan: I.. Don't really know how to take that. Thanks anyway. See ya..
Me: Oh, um.. Bye!
That was nice.. But weird.. Like I said. I think I might've achieved a crush.. 2 crushes, in fact.

Paris: Hey there, Wind!
Wind: Oh! Uh hello! How did you know my name?
Paris: Rebecca... But let's not talk about that.
Wind: Erm ok..
Paris: So.. Me and the populars want to invite you to the populars.
Wind: Really?! Thanks so much!
Paris: Just, come over here.. To the 'popular hideout.'
Wind: Cool!
OMG! Poor Wind! PRANK ALERT!! Wait a minute.. What's this?
prank plan for wind
1. get Paris to trik her
2. lead her to hide out
3. distrat her at the entrence
4. get evryone else to dump expired melk on her
5. run away
Z.O.M.G. I have to warn her! Quick! And it all happened in slow motion...
I pushed her out of the way right in time, but the milk spilled on me 'stead, so I smelt like rotten eggs for the rest of the day. But the good part is that I told the principle, and they got detention. So we all got what we wanted.. I think.

Stacy: NO. WHY DID YOU DO THAT?! I HAD TO CONVINCE THE PRINCPIPLE TO LET YOU COME HERE! AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME?!
Ethan: Chillax babe! She was cute!
Stacy: CHILLAX?! HOW COULD YOU SAY SUCH A THING?! WE ARE NOW A THING, AND YOU JUST FLIRT WITH ANOTHER GIRL! HEY. IF YOU DONT WANT TO BE WITH ME, JUST SAY SO. WE. ARE. OVER. BYE, ETHAN.
Me: Stacy?
Stacy: What?
Me: What's wrong?
Stacy: I got dumped. Big time.
Me: I see. So was.. Ethan your boy friend?
Stacy: Not anymore. He was a jerk.
Me: He was pretty shallow too..
Stacy: Ikr! I picked him because I thought he was perfect. But noooo! He also has a brother, but he's not right for me.
Me: Who's his brother...?
Stacy: Evan..
Me: Evan?!
Stacy: Yup. Why?
Me: I kinda like him.
Stacy: You met him? Surprising he even talked to you, because he's so shy.
Me: Not that much really. He's really cool. And cute..
Stacy: I bet. You guys fit. You guys are kinda.. Losers.. Kinda. No offense.
Me: None taken. I even call myself that. And uh, what happened to your pelt? It's purple. And your necklace.. It's broken.. Your smiley, it's now a frown.
Stacy: My pelt. It changes color judging on my mood. Blue, happy. Red, angry. Pink.. Flirty.. Or emberrassed. Rainbow extremely happy. Of course, purple is sad/angry. White is confuzzled. Orange is tired, and yellow.. It's when I don't know what I'm doing. But, boy talk?
Me: It's changing. It's now.. Periwinkle.
Stacy: I SAID BOY TALK. Now.
Me: IALSOLIKESOMEONEELSEHELPME
Stacy: Ooh! Who?!
Me: And Michael. I'm like taking this tooooo fast. I only met them.. What do I do?!
Stacy: Try to… get to know them better. Before you choose to like them.