Hello my peeps! This story will hopefully be awesome. Sorry for the dramatics.

It was hopeless. It was all helplessly hopeless. It was terrifying. Should I even be with him? Even as an ish? Life's weird, I don't know. I'm just going to text Lola.

Ramona: Max has a girlfriend, You have a boyfriend, Mrs. Fuller has a boyfriend, Aunt Steph has a boyfriend, my mom has a feance, and all I have is an ish. AN ISH!

Lola: Is this some kind of breakdown?

Ramona: Frustration is the word.

Lola: Gurl, you need to tell the ever so idiotic Popko how you feel.

Ramona: But what if he laughs?

Lola: He won't. Also, since when does your house have so many relationships?

Ramona: My house has always had tha many relationships.

Lola: Yeah, it has.

Ramona: It's nice that Jackson's isn't imaginary anymore.

Lola: Yeah. I'm glad that he waited for me.

Ramona: I am too.

Lola: Also, Popko is waiting for you to speak up and say that you like like him A LOT.

Ramona: How do you know?

Lola: Jackson told me. According to him you're giving Popo anxiety.

Ramona: Fine. I'll tell him later.

Ramona turned off her phone and sighed. Life will be okay. She got up and changed into a nice purple dress. Her family was having a Easter dinner tonight because, well, it's Easter. Popko, Lola, Matt, Steve, Cj, and Jimmy were joining them for dinner. Popko was coming. The guy who was her ish. Not her friend, not her boyfriend, her ish. Ish, ish, and ish again. She had no idea what to do, how do you treat your ish? She decided on friendly, but not too friendly. She checked the tme on her phone. 3:40. Dinner was in twenty minutes. She decided to do her hair and make-up. Those things may take awhile. She used her curling iron to curl her wavy hair into ringlets that she put half up. The remaining curls cascaded down her back in perfect ringlets. Make-up was next. She settled for pink lipstick. She put on brown eye shadow, mascara, and winged her eyeliner. She put on her nice pink blush. Once she decided that she was presentable enough she smiled and checked her phone. 3:53. And she also had received a text from Lola.

Lola: Clothes?

Ramona: Knee length purple dress, pink lipstick, brown eye shadow, half up with ringlets. Wbu?

Lola: Black knee length, red lipstick, light eye shadow, half up with no curls, black ballet flats.

Ramona: Shoot. I need shoes.

Lola: Lol

Ramona: Ok, got them. Purple high heels.

Lola: Fancy.

Ramona: I guess.

Lola: gtg, dinner starts in 5.

Ramona: Bye

Ramona shut off her phone an left her room. She went down stairs to see Jimmy and Stephanie making out on the couch.

"Get a room." She commented on their actions.

"What put you in a mood?" Aunt Stephanie asked.

"Life." Ramona replied as she left the room.

She went into the kitchen to see the table all set and that Max's girlfriend had already arrived. Her and Max were having an animated discussion on diosaurs. Those two are so cute. Ramona passed the table to see Matt and Dj making out in the kitchen. Yuck. She heard the doorbell and ran to answer it. It was Popko.

"Hi." Ramona greeted.

"Hey." Popko responded.

"How are you?" She asked.

"I'm doing fine, what about you?" He replied.

"I'm doing well." Ramona replied.

"We need to talk." He said.

"Okay, talk." She replied.

"Later. Don't we have dinner?" He responded.

"Yeah, we do. After dinner we can talk." She said.

"Okay." He said as he walked into the house and went into the kitchen to sit at his spot at the table. It wasn't long after that Lola approached her.

"Hey."

"Hi."

"Did you talk to Popko?"

"Ish."

"Ish?"

"We talked, just not about him being my ish."

"Sheesh. Okay, let' go eat dinner."

They went to the table. Dinner was uneventful until..

Okay, I'm just going to leave it there. I'll update later. Please review, that is what tells me to keep writing. :)

With love and peaches, Jay Lory.