11friend, Rochelle. How dare she impose on the good name of Good Charlotte! Ugh, that came out stupid. Anyhoo...
"Nope. Just pop," she said. I snorted. Please. Pop was Britney Spears, Backstreet Boys. Jamie Anderson music.
"Well perhaps compared to some of the stuff YOU listen to...but whatever. So, hows the new kitten?"
"Fine. Except totally drunk. We got them some catnip." See, only the best of friends would just stop arguing like that. I
guess it's because half of the time we just argue out of fun. And half of the time is alot of the time, because we have so
much to argue about. I guess it's true that opposites attract, because she's been my best friend for the past 10 years
(ever since I was six and she was five), and we've always been different. Rocky(that's our nickname for her) has
this waist length dark hair that she hasn't cut in like 2 years that she always keeps in a messy bun thing, and dark
brown eyes. She's skinny(but ya know, not TOO skinny), and her complection is like...whoa. I envy her. I, on the
other hand, have blonde hair with natural highlights(yeah, sounds great, but don't be fooled), and bluish greenish eyes.
I have an okay body, but I'm not exactly cheerleader worthy. And my complection is okay. And about our personalities...whew.
She's one of those people that everyone thinks is really depressed cuz
she's always wearing dark colors and draws anime. And that is SO not true. I mean, it's true that she always wears dark
colors and draws anime, but she's NOT depressed. She's one of the happiest people I know. If I had to pick three statements
to describe her...well, that wouldn't be nearly enough. But if I HAD to, they would be: Shes in love with Inuyasha, she
can't live without Metallica, and Of course, she can't really help the last one, cuz her mom owns and
works on an organic farm. And that girl I mentioned earlier, Jamie Anderson? She's the prep at our school. Comes with the
whole fake boobs and bleached hair. Not to mention extra squeaky voice. But most of us have gotten used to her by now.
But, less about her, and more about me. After all, I AM the main character you know.(Haha..)
Ok lets see...when people see me, they think I'm depressed too. Unless I'm with my friends. Or if I'm at Rochelle's house.
Because supposably, I glare at people. Like, when they pass by. I wasn't aware of this until a couple of months ago
when a guy named Tad came up to me and told me so. I just thought I was not smiling. Odd. Anyhow, what I wear is just
usually a teeshirt and jeans, not to mention the trusty converses. But right now during the winter, it's more like a jacket and jeans and the trusty boots.
If I had to pick three statements to describe me...
hmm... probably, I don't trust people enough, I think all boys are losers(especially Josh Manners), and I
LOVE converses. Cuz thats me. Yeah, so what if I'm not boy crazy like all those girly losers out there? It's disgusting.
My online guy friend,Trent, is really the only guy I trust. Probably because he's all the way in California. And don't worry, I know he is who
he says he is, because he was best friends with my other best friend Kelly when she lived there. Kelly has brownish hair and
big brown eyes. She's got the best sense of humor and-
"Earth to Sera." I heard on the other line.
"Huh?" I said, then realized that I had gone off daydreaming while I was on the phone with Rocky.
"I have to go."
"Oh ok, see you later!" she grunted and hung up. Our conversations always ended like that. Really friendly, ya know. But
that's my life.