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Gawd.

Nick turned and, like, stared at me. I squealed and jumped into his, like, muscular, hott, amazing, arms. O.M.J., he's hotter than I remembered! Just, so fuckin' hott! (Gosh, see, I, like, swear. So hardoreee!)

“Nick! I, like, missed you!?!!” I screamed. He suddenly took a frightened, like, position, and, like, stared at me. He, like, smirked. O.M.J., he remembers me.

“Umm... hi, random hot girl!” I pouted. He thought I was, like, hot! O.M.J.

“Hey, Nicky-Poo!! Like, remember me?!! We were, like, best friends!” He suddenly adopted a, like, confused expression. That was like, rude! O.M.J., we need, like, a Myspace pic! After, though.

Boba was grinding against Joe and Kevin. Like, eww! That's, like, gross! Too bad they've got purity rings, though. Like, they're, like, weird anyways. Nick continued to, like, eye me. He, then, smiled and, like, hugged me.

“Yeah, umm, like, Ashley, right?” I pouted again. O.M.J., do I have enough lipgloss on? Ugh!! I need to put on more lipgloss, after, though. I was still emo. Like, he didn't remember me?!!

“No.” Tears suddenly started to form into my incredibly beautiful eyes, and I, like, cried. Duuh. Nick hugged me, smiled, and said:

“You're... umm.. Jingles?” He looked, kind of, like, disgusted, but, I probably was, like, imagining.

A big smiled formed on my, like, gorgeous face.