You narrowed your eyes, and crossed your arms. You turn around, holding the fake barf that someone left on your car. “Oh, geez, that is so nasty!-“ You turned to the left, and see two people:: Greg Heffley, and Rodrick Heffley— Rodrick, you knew, as he went to your school.

You sigh softly, and threw the fake barf at Rodrick.