"I won't, won't, believe another word that you say."-TDJ

~All-American Rejects, Breakin' (probably my favorite song off of When the World Comes Down. I. Love. It.)
 
50 item limit. Seriously? I will avenge you, you'll see.
 
Tuesday, March 15th: (no event, but I have a juicy story!! PLEASE READ!)
 
"Fine." I stood in the doorway of my room. Thank God Willa and Genny weren't here to see this. Because after these next few words, I knew I would just need some ice cream and The Notebook.
 
"What do you mean, 'fine?'" Ben asked, disgusted. "You're the one who caused this whole thing in the first place, Kendall."
 
"No, I didn't!" I stamped my foot. "Just leave, Ben. I want nothing to do with you."
 
"Good, I don't wanna date someone who's bipolar!" he coughed and flew down the stairs, not even taking a second to look back at me and apologize.
 
"Have a nice life, Benny Boy!" I screamed, throwing a dictionary down the stairs and narrowly missing him. He cowered in the corner, staring up at me in disbelief.
 
"You are effing crazy!" he yelled, hurriedly scrambling for the door. I smiled triumphantly as I heard the door slam. But then it opened again.
 
"Oh, and I'm telling Svetlana about this!" He said, referring to his aunt of course.
 
"Don't care!" I cried, slamming my own door and locking it.
 
And I really didn't. Because I had something on her. And Jo. If anything, this little fling with Ben Barry barely even hurt me. Because you know why?
 
I had Svetlana Barry's diary.
 
Poor wittle Jo had "misplaced" it because she had been trying to blackmail Svetty. But now, I had been blackmailing the both of them, ever since I had found the notebook in a random taxi on my way to the offices.
 
Sucks for her.
 
I grabbed my iPhone off of the coffee table, went to the kitchen to fetch some Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream, and plopped down on the couch. I brought up a text and began to construct another black ball message for Jo:
 
Oooooh, there are some juicy things in this here diary, Joey. Did you know that Svetlana thinks your hair looks like a fire hydrant? And apparently she wears--- Oops, I can't divulge that information. I wonder what Svetlana will say when she finds out you stole her diary and then lost it... Have a nice day!
xx
 
I hit sent, making sure my number was blocked. Then I dug into the carton of ice cream and willed myself not to cry. Everything was okay. Ben was a jerk. I would find someone better. And with this diary, I practically ruled J'Adore. Plus, this ice cream was actually Genny's and she told no one to eat it. But who cares, right?
 
I sure don't.
 
{comment "sly Kendall" if you read please!!}