The other day, I found several posters that I put up around school to promote my blog had been vandalized with a big red ‘H’ over my face. Who could have done such a thing? Hester, of course. Why would she do such a thing? Because she’s a she-devil. Also, we’re in this contest to see who has the better blog—and the loser has to delete her blog forever. And let’s face it, the world needs me to explain…well, everything. So if I lose, the world is basically doomed. 

Back at home, I was coming up with more ways to boost the numbers on my blog’s visitor counter, when I heard Haskell knock on the backdoor and let himself in. He said he had this great idea, but I was hoping he would make it snappy. I do have snarky blogs to write.  Haskell informed me that they just released the finalists for prom king and queen. And guess who’s on prom court? That’s right, my boyfriend is up for prom king. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. He had this goofy grin on his face, so I swiped the piece of paper out of his hand to see who else had made the cut. Along with Haskell, it was the usual obnoxious suspects—and Aidan! AND SCARLETT!?! As if I didn’t have enough on my plate. Listen, I may come across as sarcastic and strong, but the thought of Haskell dancing with his ex-girlfriend right in front of me made me feel like I was dying on the inside.

I guess Haskell noticed the look of what could probably be described as intense horror on my face. “That’s why I came over here, Lennox. You know how athletes do endorsements in commercials? I can be like the official sponsor of your blog! It will boost your numbers, and you’ll win—no problem,” Haskell said.  I was skeptical at first, but it seemed to work—I like him for more than just his looks!