Thursday, October 21, 2021

Dynamite's Diary - 21st October 2021

Well, I've been spending time at Mom's place again. Nothing that interesting happened, but I guess things went okay. She was pretty miffed about what happened two weeks ago when I ran off to Dad's without telling her first, but it seems that she let me off the hook for once. Guess I don't have to worry about being banned from games for a month for now. X)

You'd think that all that school talk about me and my internet celebrity dad would have died down this week, but apparently not. People are still asking me all about it. Well, there goes my chance of passing off as a "normal" student, but I don't mind at all. Besides, it's better to be noticed than just outright ignored, right?

Sure, you get the odd person bitching and moaning about how they didn't like how a certain episode went down and that Goku CLEARLY should have won against Superman, but for the most part, most of my classmates are pretty chuffed for my sake. Plus, I'm secretly glad that nobody's said anything insulting about my dad so far despite his...various quirks.

There's one slight problem though. A certain problem that gave me a vicious stink eye as I made my exit out of the canteen today when trying to escape being crushed by hordes of students.

That problem would be Kinsey Fitchhirst.

Last week, Kinsey bought yet another ridiculously expensive designer handbag and was all set to brag about it. She's always the talk of the school - she's THE most popular girl and she knows it. You can always rely on her to be the center of attention everywhere she goes.

But she wasn't this time. Because everyone was so focused on me and my dad instead.

I usually try and stay away from the popular crowd and goings on with my school's social scene, but now it's gonna be extra hard given that I "upstaged" her. At least Lottie's also a member of the popular crowd - she could possibly give out some bribes to the other cool kids in order to keep me safe.

Sorry, I mean, keep them safe. I'm not staying away from them because I'm worried that I'll be bullied. I'm worried that I'll just flip out like my dad does and then get expelled. I already had to deal with that sort of thing at my previous school with regard to Mel Crombey and the TNT incident, and I don't want to make the same mistake again.

It turns out that Marlene's been getting a lot of attention as well - around the same time word about my dad and I got out, word about her being Marshall's niece got out too. She's really not ready for that sort of attention though. Last time we talked with one another, she was hiding in one of the toilet cubicles so that she wouldn't be surrounded by the large crowds.

Eliza bragged a little bit about the whole situation. "Must be pretty hard to have some famous relatives! At least I can get around school without worrying about being crushed by screaming fans or whatever!"

"Didn't you say on Sunday that you recognized one of those people though?"

She got pretty nervous at that point. "Um, maybe?"

It was my turn to smirk about the whole situation. "'Fess up, you got a famous uncle or dad too or whatever?" I paused for a bit. "Is it Wiz?"

"What, the guy in the labcoat?"

"That's the one!"

"I mean...he looked like my uncle. The one who caused my lunchbox to explode the first week of school. I guess."

First Marlene, and now Eliza! You find out some crazy things about people's families at times. Maybe we should start a little trio ourselves? The relatives of the Death Battle hosts! Marlene and Eliza will need some cool nicknames though.

Hey, don't get the wrong idea! This does not mean I'm leaving Gemma and Lottie out in the cold at all! They are my childhood friends after all. In fact, who needs a trio? A group of five sounds even cooler!

Now I just need to find out if Gemma and Lottie have any surprise relatives...

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