Daniel and I

Issy's Point of View: The Date

Where is Natalya?! I sent her to bother Sarah, but she hasn't come back! I guess I'll just have to get her myself!

Sarah thinks I'm mean. I'm not normally a mean person, but she's stealing the love of my life! I put my time and effort to make a guy like me, and Daniel is very hard to work with! I'm just sooooo mad! I'm not that much older than her, but she's younger than me, and Daniel likes the baby girl? I don't think so! I wish Dan noticed me...

"Natalya! Where is your knife?" I say stirnly.

"I threw it away! I'm not hurting someone with a knife, you psychopath!" Natalya tells me.

"It was a butter knife! And what did you call me?" I ask angrily.

"A psychopath! I'm not being friends with a bossy, selfish, no good, jerky, brat!" Natalya screams.

"Fine!" I yell back. "I don't need you!"

I walk away, trying to look like I'm perfectly fine without being friends with Natalya. But when she was out of my sight, I start to run. As fast as I could. Tears ran down my cheeks as I look for my hotel room. I really couldn't live without Natalya. What have I done?

When I get in my room, there is a note on my bed that says, "Dear Issy, I couldn't find you to ask you this, so I wrote it as a note. I wanted to know if you would like to go on a date with me to Petrus Resturant. Please meet me there at exactly 6:00 sharp if you agree to come. Thank you.

Sincerely,

Daniel Huttlestone."

Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! I'm so excited! Of course I'll go! Finally I know that Daniel likes me, and not Sarah! About Sarah, I should probably apologize. I shouldn't have taunted her in the first place. I'll do that after our date at Petrus Resturant! I wonder how he's going to afford all of that! I'm soooooo happy!

6:00 sharp

I walk in the Resturant and Daniel waiting for me at the table. I am sooo excited! But something must be wrong because his feet are up on the table, like he's lounging on the beach or something, he is wearing a white, stained t-shirt, baggy jeans, dirty brown shoes, a baseball cap, and a ton of bracelets. While I was wearing silver heels, my red carpet dress, earrings, and a beautiful white bracelet. Some of my hair was pulled back. And for your information, I took off my blonde Cosette wig. I missed my brown hair! Anyway, I sit down and try to talk to him.

"Well, I'm here!"

"Issy, great!" And with that he lets out a huge belch with out excusing himself!

"Oh my..." I say. What was his deal?

"Oh, don't be scared! It's just a medical condition!" He replies He burps again. "You look really pretty."

"Oh, so do you?" What was I supposed to say? He looks horrible!

I am truly horrified. I can't stand Daniel! He is absolutely weird!

The waiter soon came over and asked us if we were ready to order.

"Um, well, I'm thinking about the lobster.." Daniel orders.

"Lobster?" The waiter writes it down.

"No, no! Vaca rigatoni!" He stammers.

"Vaca Rigatoni." The waiter mumbles.

"No lobster!" "No vaca rigatoni!"

This continued for a long time until he finally picked vaca rigatoni.

I ordered vaca rigatoni, too.

"So, pretty lady, do you like jokes?" He asks weirdly.

"Um, sure." I play along.

"TELL ME ONE!" He shrieks. Everyone looks at us.

"Ok, so, there was this jail, and-" I didn't get to finish.

"HAR HAR HAR!! HEEEEEEEEE HEE HEE! HAR HAR HAR! HAAA HAAAAAAAA! EEEEEEEEEEEE!" Daniel has the weirdest variety of laughs. Everyone stares at us again.

"Ohhh...." Then I hear the rotten-est sound. Then I smell the rotten-est smell.

"Whoops! I just passed some gass! HAAAAAAAA!"

We got our food, and Daniel ate like a pig. He was chewing so sloppily with his mouth open and food flying everywhere.

"So, you know Sarah? She pretty!" Daniel says. That made me very mad!

"Don't you means she's pretty?" I say, correcting his grammar.

"NO!" He yells back.

Then, he starts coughing really loudly. He sounds and looks really bad.

"Dan take a drink!" I panic, hoping one sip will make him better.

Then, he spits his water all over me!

"Feel better?!" I try to say calmly. "You know what? I'm sorry, Dan, this wont work out." I tell him sorrowfully.

"Wait! Don't go!" He yells grabbing my leg.

"Let go, Dan!" I struggle to reach the door.

Soon, I notice a wig fall off, and longish brown hair tumbles out. It's Sarah!

"WHAT THE HECK?!!!!!" I scream in anger.

"I'm sorry, Issy, I just couldn't not get revenge on you for what you did to me-"

There was a long pause and then Sarah starts coughing hysterically, and before I knew it, she was coughing out blood! I DID THIS????!!!! I was screaming until some got in my mouth! It was Kool Aid! Sarah was ROTFLing while I was a complete mess!

That girl has some real nerve!!!!!