A/N: My first try at a Georgia Nicolson fic. So it's not very good but please read.
Pointless Rambling
Sunday July 31st
5.00 pm
My life, it has to be said, is a bloody waste. If I died, I don't think anyone would miss me. That is the sad truth of my life. It's been an hour since I got back from camp and was there anyone to greet me lovingly? No.
Even the kitty cats had disappeared.
There was no Mutti to ask how camp had been. No Vati to give me money so I could go shopping. No…
Hang on!
Sorry. For a minute there I actually thought that I lived in a normal house. Even if the Loons had been at home, they wouldn't have done all that.
I wish I lived in my fantasy world.
5.45
Oh great!
Swiss Family Mad are back. I can hear them all banging and crashing downstairs. Maybe if I pretend to sleep they'll leave me alone.
5.49
Fat chance.
Mutti came in, banging the door, dressed in what could only be described as a prostitute's uniform (if they wore uniforms).
"Gee! Your back!"
Thanks for pointing out the obvious Oh Tarty One.
"How was camp?" she asked as she sat on my bed.
"Itwasrubbish" I said into my pillow.
"Sorry, didn't quite catch that" she said cheerfully as she made herself comfortable next to me.
Why is she making herself comfortable? I want her out of my room at the speed of light. What is the speed of light anyway? I bet Jas would know, she is such a swot. She was one of the few who actually enjoyed the camping trip from hell.
"I said it was rubbish and I don't plan on ever going back there, or to any other camp for that matter, ever again" I said sitting up.
"Oh Gee, it couldn't have been that bad" she said.
"It was. I am so glad to be back to civilisation" I said before burrowing back down. I hoped that this would give her a clue to bugger off.
6.05
Of course, I'd forgotten just how clueless my Mum can be. She sat there and STROKED MY HAIR. What did she think I was? A cat?
Mind you, if you went to stroke Angus… well, let's just say you'd have to get what was left your hand bandaged up and possibly amputated.
6.15
Same bat time. Same bat place. Same bat stroking.
I haven't said anything as I am hoping that she'll think I've gone to sleep and finally leave me alone.
6.25
She is still stroking my hair! What is wrong her? Oh God! I hope she isn't reminiscing about the past and when I was a baby. She'll probably start rambling on about how I was so cute as a baby, with the biggest conk known to man kind and the next thing you know, she'll be blubbering like a baby.
6.30
You know… the stroking is actually starting to feel nice. It's almost soothing.
I think I'm going to go for a little…zzzzzzzzzzzz.
8.00
Wow! I must have been really tired if I slept for so long. Mum's finally gone. I wonder how long she stayed here for. It's a wonder Libby hasn't been to see me…
8.01
Oh wait. Here she comes now. Armed with Charlie the Horse and a big scary smile that she probably thinks is cute.
"Heggo Gingey" she said as she sat next to me, "I missed you"
And she put her chubby little arms around me. Awww, how sweet. She is really cute when she wants to be. Maybe if I die, Libby will miss me.
8.03
Unless of course, she sees my death as a chance for more room on my bed to bring even more of her toys, or "fwends" as she calls them.
8.15
I am on the edge of my bed and about to fall of it completely. Libby had brought all of her "fwends" to sleep in my bed. Why she just can't use her own bed I have no idea.
8.16
I am so sure that I'm going to have a massive neck ache tomorrow.
8.17
Ah well. Maybe then I can persuade Mum to let me miss school. I mean it's not like I'll be able to do anything if I can't move my neck.
9.00
Mum just came in to check on us. I pretended to be asleep. She just stood at the doorway and went "Awww" before leaving.
9.02
Now she's back with Dad and they are both just standing there going, "Awww"
9.03
If either of them tries to kiss me, I will scream.
9.04
Although, Mum I can handle, but Dad…
Let's just say, being tickled by the furry animal that died on his lip, or a "moustache" as he calls it, is not a very pleasant experience.
9.05
Unless you like that sort of thing.
9.06
Erlack!
9.10
After about a million years later (I wouldn't be surprised if all my body hair had grown so that I am a hairy monster now) they finally left and I am able to breathe freely again.
9.11
Although why I couldn't just breathe freely before is a mystery to me.
9.30
It is soooo boring trying to sleep now. Especially after the snooze I had earlier. The only reason I am trying (and failing) to sleep is because I have to back to hell (Stalag 14) tomorrow.
9.31
Oh the joy.
9.35
I bet all our teachers will be glad to see us. Especially Hawkeye and Slim. The school must have been boring without the Ace Gang, and more importantly, ME, to rock the school.
They say that we are wreaking havoc and spoiling the school's reputation but I know that they secretly love all the madness we serve them.
We are, it has to be said, very generous.
9.38
I mean what would their lives be without us?
Dull and boring.
And nobody wants that do they?
9.40
We are very unselfish people who love to share their madnosity with everyone around them.
10.00
Oh hell, there is no way I will be going to sl… zzzzzzzzzzzz.
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A/N: That's it. First chapter done. A bit pointless but I just had to do it. Tell me what you think (keeping in mind that this is my first Georgia Nicolson fic) and tell me if I should continue.
Just to warn you now, I love Gee/Robbie and Gee/Dave the Laugh. Masimo is not my favourite character. I like him but I'm not a big fan of Gee/Masimo. So keep that in mind before reading anymore.
Anyways, tell me what you think.
Sasha.