Chapter Two- Looking up?

 So yesterday sucked... All I met were old people and fat, pregnant women. I'm starting to wonder if this is the place for me after all. I'm probably gonna have to get a job soon... I have 200 dollars left after buying that painting on the wall behind me. It fit the decor, and the wall doesn't look so bare anymore. This black and white is starting to fit my mood...

 I know, call me ridiculous. But I heard that Brittney Ursine had her baby at like... 3 am last night. See? I'm right. The baby was JUST born and already she's having to sacrifice sleep. Glad I don't have any kids.

 Oh goodness! Here I am, minding my own business while looking inside Brittney Ursine's window... and what do I see? She's letting her baby sleep on the floor! Maybe I should call Social Services and have them take that poor child away. I'd only be doing Brittney a HUGE favor.

 Well, enough of that... I'm heading to the gym. There's always hot guys at the gym!

Ugh, I should've expected this. Nothing but an old couple. Think it's Marty and Justine something-or-other...

 And upstairs is their overweight son, Alexis. Really, Alexis? For a boy's name? Come on! I mean, yeah, it's the 21st century. But it doesn't mean that you can just name your kids whatever you want. Geez...

 Hey! This stupid machine was covered in...oil. Yes, oil. I'm very in shape, and I'd NEVER slip on my own! The nerve of some people...

 What are those green things coming from my body? What did you say, River? I smell? Well you can't dress in coordinating colors! I do not smell. Real women, like me, don't sweat or smell. We glisten at the most. Hmph...

 Oh.My. Goodness. I feel like Heaven just threw me a miracle. Mmmmmm...... Maybe I'll just slink over here and introduce myself...

"Hello. My name is Joanie. Joanie Clavell... And you are?"
           "Rocco Wolff. I'd love to stay and chat, but I've really got to go."
"Oh... see you around then."

 And just like that, he was gone. *Swoon*

 After recovering myself, I decided to have a nice energy juice drink... and wonder about this guy, Rocco. Such a sexy name, don't you think?

 It's getting a little late, and my fridge is getting empty. Someone like me shouldn't have to eat cereal all the time.

 Ugh, look who's here... Brittney Ursine. Still in her maternity clothes, I see. Silly woman, does she WANT everyone to know she's had a kid? I bet she's trying to hide all of her stretch marks too.

 After I get home, I search the phone book for a certain number... and what do you know, Rocco just happens to answer the phone!

 "Oh, Rocco! This is your phone number! Silly me! I meant to call... someone else! Well anyway, how are you?"
         "I'm actually not able to talk. Try calling back in about an hour."
"Have a nice night, then..."

This is going to be more difficult than I thought. *Sigh* I'm going to bed...

I'm kinda starting to feel lonely. The one person I've met that is remotely interesting is always busy... I wonder if he's single? Guess I'll find out.