Drama-A-Million

Hello all you websters. I have a name but I shall not give it to you. You may, however, call me D. I attend a public high school with my lovely friend. We will call her, Sam. I guess I should tell you why I am here. I am a detective in training. Yes, I know I'm young but I need to get a jump on things. But it was vacation this week! So Sam and I did a little shopping. This bascially means Sam ran all over mall while I sat comfortablyin Books-A-Million. Relaxing and reading the newest issue of GL&B is what I call a good saturday. Yes, GL&B! It stands for Gothic and Lolita Bible, for those who aren't in the "know".

Unfortunately, they didn't have the latest issue. But not to worry for they had a new town history book. Many might ask, why history?  Just because I like history and odd things like that. So as I was reading up on our little city, yes little, Sam comes rushing in and almost spills her drink on my new dress. It had taken forever to get it ordered and I do NOT want it ruined anytime soon. "Guess what!!" she screamed...well not screamed. More like a loud whisper but it was still loud none the less. "I overheard the manager speaking to the staff. They're not going to supply GL&B anymore!" Then she procceded to start sniveling. I might have whacked her up side her head...no wait! I did do just that. It's good being me :)

"What will we do D? What will we read?" She placed her hand to her head and fell dramatically. I sighed and closed my book. "Have you heard o the internet? There's plenty to read on there." She did have that new computer system....lucky... "But still! It's not the same D! It' a nightmare!" I feel the need now to explai something about my firend. She, is what many call, over-dramatic. She jumps to conclusions about everything and everyone. She has a conspiracy theory for everything and everyone.

"Aha! I knew it!" She jumped up, her skirt fluffing up around her. When did she get that skirt? It looks new....HEY! Wait a minute! That's the BABY skirt I've been eyeing for so long. That thing is expensive! How did she get a hold of it? Nevermind that and back to her raamblings. "Somone is trying to sto pthe spread of lolita!" I hit her on the head this time, "lightly". "You can't prove that Sam. It can just mena that they haven't released a new issue yet and we can wait another week." She gave me a glare that could scare a baby....or a very gullible 10th grader. "I see a flaw in your reasoning! We ca't wait another week because today is there release date, so ha!" I sighed and walked over to the service counter, my bunny bag hitting my side. Gotta love the bunny bear....

"Hey Kat! Are you there?" Our favorite, and personally the coolest chick around, counter girl rose up from the floor, a little frown in her peirced lip. "Make it quick, it was getting good." "Will the store have the next issue of GL&B in soon?" Her frown grew and her eyes furrowed. "Sorry lolis but your SOL." "SOL? What does that mean?" I hit my very oddball friend again. "Shit outta luck, dipstick. The "man" just came and told us about what you wanted. He's even thinking of removing the manga section" She shrugged and slid back down under the counter. "See! I was right! Someone is trying to stop the world domination of bows!"

So why am I blogging this you say? Well, my doctor, aka my little girl that I am forced to play doctor with, says that I need to get what ever it is off my chest....I let her watch way too much Dr. Phil. Her parents think it's good for her though. *sigh* It's getting late and I tomorrow is Sunday. That means more babysitting and Sam. But personally, I will one day look on this and laugh. It's a future generation thing right? Some sot of internet time capsule. Well wish me luck, Sam just texted me. She says that we're going on hunt tomorrow. Great...and I really wanted to wear my petti again. Oh well, back to jeans and a tee for a day. Ya know, for a detective,  I should be super excited about thi. Then why do I feel so cruddy?

Because it's Sam. Last hunt we wenat on, we were put in detention for a month. I was grounded for the rest of the year and missed all the coolest meetups because of that. So hunting with her is never good. Basically the word hunt in her dictionary means acting like Holmes and Watson. Me being Watson of course. He is the voice of reason, more or less. She can be a handful and someone has to make sure she stays out of trouble. Somehow that job was left to me....Sometimes, I wish it hadn't though.

So until I get my lazy butt up to blog again, keep it frilly.
D :)