Blog-iary: Old Friends PREVIEW
October 10th, 2014
The Turf War Begins
So... Wood MS is having a turf war with Carder MS (mainly a certain student) over the Mel's and maybe the entire Rock Creek Village. I never thought I would say something like that but it’s true apparently and Danny is freaking out over it. You’d probably be thinking he’s freaking out over not having any slushies to drink or not having a place to hang out. Well, that’s isn't the case. AT ALL. Danny seems to be panicking (and I mean panicking) over the person who is going to start the turf war. He's trying his best to stop a ‘war’ from bruing. It may not sound like Danny but I don’t even know who he is anymore after the entire detective thing last week. I’m just going to go with the flow. Now, you’re probably wondering what caused this conundrum. Two words.
Dallas Fickton.
It’s was an average Friday afternoon when Danny and I were hanging out at Mel’s like we do most Fridays. Although, this Friday, Jen and Jenny weren't able to hang since they had a fashion project thing they had to complete. It’s nice hanging with Danny though because of our long talks. He gets to know a lot about me but it seems I only get to know the basics about him. By the basics, I mean things like favorite color, shows, dislikes and short summaries of his favorite memories. Only last week I got to know something more than just the basics.
Today started off like that until a guy in a red tank top and his entourage came in. Danny turned to look who it was like he always does but with one glance, he immediately panicked. Oddly, he took off his hat and dropped it to the floor yet he would never set it on the floor or even taken off his hat a matter of fact. I wanted to comment but he gave me a calm don't do anything weird look. I was surprised but I took Danny’s orders and quickly took a long sip of my lemon smoothie, looking down at the table the entire time. Danny went through his bag and took out his binder so he could hid under it. I stopped drinking my smoothie and started to write nonsense in my tablet so I could look ‘casual’ and NOT like I was panicking. The tank top guy ordered a raspberry slushy and seemed not to notice us but when he walk to the front of door, he hesitates to open it. He heads to a table behind us that was occupied by a girl.
"Can you please exit out of this table?" the guy asked.
"What? No way loser." she said.
"Ok, let me put this in less polite terms. BEAT IT KID or I’ll have my little friends deal with this.” he said, his entourage smiles and a few crack their knuckles. She immediately leaves the table.
“Thank you.” he adds, sarcastically.
Him and his group settle into the chairs and he was sitting right behind Danny. They start talking for a bit but then the guy stops everyone.
“Guys, guys. Isn’t that who I think I it is?” he said, the rest of the group was confusion.
“Guys look,” he said, getting up and started to approach our table. I had a mini heart attack but I tried keeping calm and just put my tablet close to my face.
“It’s the GREAT DANNY BINKLE!! The guy who single handedly lead Carder Middle School to regionals!” he waited for a response from Danny but he just sat there, agitated.
“But, OHHH, how have the might have FALLEN! The great Danny BINKLE is now just a dorkish shrimp wearing a shirt two sizes too big for him and a dick looking hat.” He said, he leaned into his ear.
“Ohh. How have the CAUGHT. Have. Fallen.” Danny slams his smoothie cup on to the table, breaking it a little.
“What do you want, Dallas?” Danny said, bitterly and somewhat viscously.
“Just to get some attention from my main man Danny.”
“You’ve gotten your attention, now FLOCKING LEAVE!”
“Aw, looks like someone’s a little grumpy grump today. By the way, why haven’t you texted me?”
"Why WOULD I EVER text you after what you did?!"
I was completely confused (and I still am). What did he do? Why isn’t danny taking this rationally like he always does with problems. I would have asked him but I didn’t want Dallas to do anything weird but that wouldn't matter. He was gonna do something soon after I was thinking this.
"Because you my BEST friend."
"Best friend... BEST FRIEND?!!" Danny gets out his seat and yelling at Dallas' face.
"Would a best friend use another for their own personal gain? Would a best friend barely show their friendship to another? WOULD A BEST FRIEND CAUSE ME TO TRANSFER TO THIS RAT HOLE?! AND FINALLY," Danny grabs Dallas' shirt collar.
"WOULD A BEST FRIEND CAUSE ME TO LOSE THE ONLY LAST REAL FRIEND I HAD?! Dallas, you are no best friend of mine and you WILL NEVER BE!!" He let's go/pushed Dallas.
"UAH, I am aPPAL-"
"Don't act surprise Dallas, you know what you've done and what you are to me."
"Fine. I know you hate me and I don't really care about that or care about you. To be honest, I found you to be like the rest of my ‘entourage’."
"Oh really?" Danny said sarcastically, raising his eyebrow.
"OK, ok, you meant more to me than them but it doesn't matter anyway. You're stuck here and I'm stuck at Carder meaning I don't have to have to see you or or show affection to you or your petty problems."
"Whatever. Can you please go away now?!"
"WHOA, Danny! Don't be salty now. We still got a bunch of stuff to catch up on."
“We have NOTHING to catch up on.”
“I think we do ‘cause it seems you have a new best friend over there.”
Don’t react, don’t react, DON’T REACT! I thought to calm myself. It didn't work, I was still sweating.
“He’s just a random guy.” he said.
“You sure?” He said, approaching my seat making me a bigger sweat waterfall.
“He looks like this guy I know from the internet.” He grabbed my tablet out of my hands which, to be honest, was easy to steal since my hands were a sweaty mess.
“Whats’ his name? Aaron? Dudley? Dan? AH, yes, that’s it. Dan. And doesn’t this Dan have a have a blog that seems to feature him and his little friend named Danny Binkle? And this blog seems to center around them and their little adventures at Wood middle school.” He sets my tablet on the table which had been on my blog’s webpage.
“Fine, I have a new friend named Dan, whatever. I’m done catching up now.”
“Just wait, this is REALLY thee Dan The Blogger? OH, I have soooo many questions to ask you! I want to know all about you. F-”
“DAN, WE’RE leaving now.” Danny said, grabbing his stuff and going towards the door. I do the same but just before we left Dallas says something.
“See you soon, Danny Binkle! And I’ll text you ny news.” Danny bitterly grouched at him.
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