Tim!!!! get up NOW, shouted my mother. I woke from a happy dream about Vanessa Wilmer, thats the girl I kinda like at school. She happens to also be my neighbor. She slammed the door behind her. "Oh gosh, a few seconds later", I blurted out, "do I have to? its the weekend." "Don't talk back and get up. You're in big trouble mister. You need to take out the trash now." mom said. "Ok, mom." I shouted. She was all the way down the hallway when she said "After what you did to Jack last night i don't even know if you're my son." Ugh, not Jack again! I'm sure he made up some story about what I did to him. He is always getting me in trouble. My mom was still yelling at me when I thought, I can't go out to take the trash out if Vanessa's there. I'll make a complete fool of myself. Well it's that, or Mom will be angry. I have to face one of them. I Hope she's not out there or she doesnt notice me, I think. I unwillingly walk toward the dumpster with the black sour fish smelling trash bag. Only one step away when, WOW, i lose my balance. it feels as if it its happening in slow motion. Next thing ya know i'm in the dumpster with fish,chicken, mold and who knows what. At least Vanessa's not waching, phew wwwwaaaiiittt tthheerree iiss aa sssppp sssppiidddeeerr on me. I tried to remain calm until i looked at it's thousand eyes looking back at me. "Ahhhhhh" i shrieked, like a girl. the sound was amplified by the dumpster. Next thing you know, clunk the dumpster fell over on me. Hey, wait, what's that noise i thought. OH, NO, anything but that, Vanessa was staring at me giggling! She saw the whole thing. I was burning up, about to explode with embarrasement. when my mom yelled out, "What's taking you so long?" I drag myself out of the dumpster and into the house. My mom caught one whiff of me and said "phew-weee, what's that smell? Tim go take a shower!" normally this wouldn't be so bad but our shower only has freezing ice cold water since the water heater is broken! I took a shower and headed straight back to bed.