Geek Gossip

Inspired by Rachel Renee Russell's Dork Diaries. Polly Oliver is not popular, in fact Polly Oliver is the opposite of popular; she's a total geek! But Polly's hoping that by moving to a new school she might just stand a chance of making some friends and leaving her old lame ways in the past. But life is never that simple...


1. Saturday, August 31

Sometimes I wonder if my mum is BRAIN DEAD. Then there are days when I know she is. Like today. The drama started this morning when I casually asked if she would buy me one of those cool new iPhones that do almost everything. I considered a necessity of life, second only to maybe oxygen. What better way to clinch a spot in the CCP ( Cute, Cool and Popular) group at my new private school, New Hall Senior School, than by dazzling them with a wicked new mobile phone. Last year, it seemed I was the ONLY student in the ENTIRE year 7 who didn't have one. So I bought an older, used phone super-cheap on eBay. It was bigger than I wanted, but I figured I couldn't go wrong for the clearance price of only £12.99. I put my phone in my locker and spread the word that everyone could now call me with all the JUICY gossip on my NEW telephone! Then I counted down the minutes before my social life started heating up. I got really nervous when two of the CCP girls came walking down the hall in my direction chatting on their mobile phones. They came right over to my locker and started acting super-friendly. Then they invited me to sit with them at lunch and I was like, " Umm...okay." But deep down inside I was doing my "happy dance". Then things got really strange. They said they had heard about my new £600 Juicy Couture designer mobile phone and that everyone ( meaning the rest of the CCP crew) couldn't wait to see it. I was about to explain that I had said, " juicy gossip on my new phone" NOT, " new gossip on my JUICY phone" but I never got a chance because, unfortunately, my telephone started ringing. Very abnormally loud. l was trying my best to ignore it, but both of the CCP girls were staring at me like, " Well aren't you going to answer it?!" Obviously, I didn't want to answer it because I had a really bad feeling they were going to be a little disappointed when they actually saw my phone. So I just stood there praying that it would stop ringing, but it didn't. And pretty soon everyone in the hallway was staring at me too. Finally I gave in, snatched open my locker and answered the stupid telephone. Mainly to stop that AWFUL ringing. I was like, " Hello? Umm...sorry. Wrong number." And when I turned around, both of the CCP girls were running down the hall screaming, "Make it go away! Make it go away!" I guessed it probably meant they didn't want me to sit with them at lunch anymore, which really sucked. The important lesson I learned last year was that having a CRUDDY phone - or NONE at all- can totally RUIN your social life. While hordes of celebrity party girls regularly FORGET to wear undies, not a single one would be caught dead without her mobile phone. Which was why I was nagging my mum about buying me an iPhone. I've tried saving up my own money to buy one, but it was impossible to do. Mainly because I'm an artist and TOTALLY addicted to drawing! Like, if I don't do it every day, I'll go NUTZ!
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