Monday, 11 December 2006
09:57:43 PM (GMT)
Jamie. Or "The arist formaly known as Ja.mi.e." is now what he calls himself. He was
being his funny self in a new way. A cute way. I'd never felt that. I mean sure I've
had my crushes, but I was always crushed. So I shook it out of my mind.
"Yo! Sammy! What's up *gurl?" He asked. He had a horrorable hat on and used the worst
accent I'd ever heard.
"Hey 'Ja.mi.e'! Nothing but the presure!"
"Oh, it's the worst *insintin it? I have it to!" No way could Jamie have it. He was
so mellowed out.
"Yeah, hey ya wanna go to the mall? I got the car."
"Um, I have to study..... Did I just say that? Yeah, I'll come."
"Good, I need a new outfit for the dance."
"Oh yeah, the dance! You're going?"
"Aren't you?" It was the only dance before the Winter Formal, two months away.
"I might. How much is it? I can rent a limo, get a new tux, and still afford to get
"It's five dollars. But Jamie, it's not the Winter Formal, it's the Mid-Semester blow
"A blow out. Don't you wear beach clothes indoors for a blow out at this time of
"Yeah, I'm getting new sandals and a cute halter, and-"
"Fine but I'm not going in. I'll be at Hot Topic at that time."
"JAMIE! Please! We'll got to Hot Topic after." Jamie was so in to this new emo
"Fine, but you must get something at Hot Topic." He was trying is best to convert
"Jamie! What was that?"
To be continuded.