Chapter 3.3 King of the World

Side Note: Just a quick little note to let you know that I recently updated the blog with a new header image with Lincoln as a teen. I also added a few bloopers for Generation 3.

As predicted high school is no different than elementary school. The only thing that has changed is that now the girls are prettier and don’t think that I have cooties. Which is good for me, since I am the prime example of physical perfection. What girl can’t resist my combination of blonde hair, blues eyes, and charming smile. I mean, my last name is Charming after all.

As predicted I, Lincoln James Charming, am as popular as ever! Which means that I am as powerful as ever. The kids at school are as gullible as ever, and I can manipulate them however I want. They do what I tell them to do. They wear what I tell them to wear. I could come to school wearing my clothes inside out and backwards and the next day everyone would do the same thing calling me a trendsetter. They eat what I tell them to eat. Aunt May has quadrupled the sales of her homemade jelly because I told everyone in school that her jelly is the best, and the only one they should eat. I have total power at school. I am the King of the World!!

 

I have easily mastered the drums and the piano. Miss Melanie couldn’t be prouder of her prize pupil. I have now moved onto mastering the guitar. As a kid I had a hard time wrapping my arms around the instrument. Now that I am older it is the perfect next step in my Evolution of Awesomeness!! The guitar combines the badassness of the drums with the portability of an electric keyboard. And the girls go crazy over me.

Girls love musicians and I know that the next logical step in making myself even more mind-blowingly amazing (if that was even possible) is to become a professional musician. When I turn 18 I am moving to Bridgeport to become a Rock Star!!

 

Even though this generation is all about me, giving me the best outlet to document all of my brilliant accomplishments, I can catch you up on the rest of the family as well. Think of me as the star of this movie called My Awesome Life, and the rest of my family is the supporting cast. Remember, there are no small parts, but no part is as big or as important as mine!

Anyway, I can tell you that Mom and Dad are same old Mom and Dad. Mom is still a doctor, and Dad still works at the military base. They still love each other to the point that it is almost sickening. Nothing new or exciting there.

 

Autumn is excelling in school (no real big surprise there either). She is a genius just like Mom or Aunt April, but Autumn is like Albert Einstein level genius. She is already taking college level courses, and is already being recruited by all of the top universities. And don’t worry, no one has picked on her since that jerk Aaron in grade school. I have made sure of that!!

 

Willow shares my love of the animals. She is the only other person besides Grandpa that I would trust with Thor. Our cat and our dogs follow her everywhere like she is a mother duck, and the animals are her little ducklings. They even stand at the bathroom door waiting for her to come out. At night they all pile into her bed. I am surprised that there is any room for Willow herself. On top of all of that, she somehow convinced Dad to let her keep the canary that she found in the backyard as a pet (which brings the family pet total to 2 dogs, 1 cat, 3 fish, 2 horses, 2 turtles, and 1 canary). I can see why our pets (all animals actually) love her so much. Willow is kind, caring, and the most selfless kid that I know.

 

Grandma Cindy is still good old Grandma Cindy (although don’t tell her I called her old). She is always humming a happy tune, constantly smiling, and having Grandma Cindy greet us when we come home from school with a plate of freshly baked cookies is always a plus.

 

I know that I keep mentioning this, but it is always worth repeating; Everyone wants to be my friend and hang out with me after school. That being said, I have a small group of friends that I have close to me. They are my posse, my minions, my entourage. First we have JD Foster. He is the comedian of the group. He always has a quick, sarcastic response when you need one the most. He makes me laugh like no one else. He can be rude at times, but he has never been anything but polite to my family (he knows what would happen if he disrespects anyone that I care about).

Second, there is Alex Nash. He is the athletic one; the quarterback of our school’s football team. Alex is also the second most popular boy in school (I don’t think I have to tell you who is #1). I have no athletic aspirations, so I am no threat, but I can tell that Alex doesn’t always like being in my shadow. We stay friends because it is easier to be friends than to be enemies (and I’m sure that Alex doesn’t want to end up a social reject like Aaron from grade school).

Last, but not least, there is George Reynolds. George is my right hand man. My #2; the brother I never had. There aren’t enough nice things that I can say about George. George’s parents are Rachel and Carson, my parent’s best friends. George has been my best friend since we were toddlers, and we have grown up together closer than brothers. He helped me build my tree house into the Fortress of Awesomeness, helped me name my band, and says he will be my manager in Bridgeport. When I had the chickenpox he was at my house playing video games and helping me catch up on my missed homework. I am not naïve. I know that everyone wants to be my friend, not because they like me but because of what I can do for them (it works both ways since I use the kids at school just the same). But not George. He has had my back since grade school. George is the one person I can actually call my friend.

 

One thing that hasn’t changed, and that will never change, is how much I love spending time with Grandpa Ryan. Don’t get me wrong, I love my entire family. There isn’t anything that I wouldn’t do for any of them. I wouldn’t think twice about keeping them safe and happy. But Grandpa just gets me like no one else does. When I was a kid he helped me take care of Thor. He taught me about life, and told me stories about spinning wheels and evil stepmothers. I was able to tell him things that I couldn’t tell anyone, even Dad. When I told Grandpa that I wanted to be a famous Rock Star he told me to follow my dreams. Even though he has gotten older, we still go riding whenever we can. But it is not just about the horses. We both love the outdoors and we go camping and fishing all the time.

My favorite thing to do with Gramps is every football game day we have a tradition that started when I was still in diapers. We wear our Twinbrook Gnomes gear and root for our favorite team on the TV in his home. It is not the biggest TV on the lot, but in that house it is just the two of us. Just me, Grandpa Ryan, and Grandma Cindy’s homemade spinach dip. Wow, my life is perfect. Nothing bad is ever going to happen to me ever!!