sexually transmitted diseases in health today. It was
soooooooo
disgusting. I think I’m warped for life.”
“Uh … I hate to break this to you, Lily, but you were warped for life before that.”
“Like
you’re
one to talk! Seriously, though. I am
never, ever
going to have sex. Like,
ever
.”
“Dad’ll be psyched to hear that. He won’t have to buy a shotgun.”
“Whatever. I’m going to get a snack. You better not have finished all the chocolate chip cookies.”
The shriek from the kitchen one minute and thirty-five seconds later tells me that Lily’s discovered that I have, indeed, finished the chocolate chip cookies. What can I say? I’m stressed out because I need to talk to Luke. She can just sue me.
Dad’s not home for dinner, as usual. It seems like we hardly ever see him these days. Even on the weekends, he spends half the time in his home office working, only emerging long enough to ask me what I’m studying and how my grades are doing. Sometimes I feel like telling him I got an F just to get his attention. Yeah, like I’d ever really do that. Being smart is about the only thing I have going for me. It’s not like I’m ever going to win a beauty contest or anything. I guess the only way guys like Nick Peters are ever going to look at me is to see if they can copy my homework.
It’s so depressing. I wish I could just take some magic pretty pill or something, so I could look like Amanda Armitage. Not that I’d want to be a witch like her. I’d just like to see what it felt like tohave a guy like Nick pay attention to me, even if it was only for a day. Or even one math class. Is that
so
much to ask?
Sighing, I log on to ChezTeen. Luke
still
isn’t online. Where
is
he? It’s driving me crazy. I go into the music store and start talking to a group of people about some of the upcoming concerts. Then an MSN chat pops up from Faith.
Faithfull205: Hola!
AbyAngel99: Hey.
Faithfull205: Wut up?
AbyAngel99: Nothing much. Lily being Satan’s spawn.
AbyAngel99: The usual.
Faithfull205: LOL!
AbyAngel99: Wut abt u?
Faithfull205: Stage crew. Crushing on Ted.
Faithfull205: The usual.
AbyAngel99: Wut, he hazn’t asked u out yet?
Faithfull205: No.
AbyAngel99: Slacker!
Faithfull205: Yeah. But we talk a lot while we’re building stuff.
Faithfull205: Like, he flirts with me and stuff.
Faithfull205: I think.
AbyAngel99: Wut do you mean?
Faithfull205: IDK. Like, how do you know 4 sure when a guy likes you?
AbyAngel99: Ur asking ME?!
But then I think about Luke and how he’s always telling me how pretty and smart I am. How he makes me feel special.
AbyAngel99: IDK. I guess maybe if he says nice stuff to u and makes u feel special.
Faithfull205: Ted jokes w/ me a lot. And a lot of times I look up and he’s looking at me and he smiles.
AbyAngel99: So, like, he’s checking u out?
Faithfull205: I think.
Faithfull205: I know I’m checking him out.
AbyAngel99: U Bad Girl U!
Faithfull205: I know, rite? So anyway, I wuz wondering
Faithfull205: do u want to come for a sleepover this weekend?
Faithfull205: It’s been a while.
Faithfull205: & I feel so bad abt my dad calling ur mom.
Faithfull205: Sry again!!!
Part of me wants to go to Faith’s more than anything, to see if things can be the way they were before school started. Like if we can turn back time. But there’s another part of me that is still really mad at her. And it’s probably crazy, but because I haven’t heard from Luke, I don’t want to be away from my computer. I mean, I’m sure I’ll have heard from him by then, but … what if I haven’t? It’ll be hard to explain to Faith why I need to go online every five minutes.
The cursor blinks at me, as if urging me to make a decision. Slowly, I begin to type.
AbyAngel99: Thanks, but I can’t.
AbyAngel99: I’ve got plans.
I’m just hoping she doesn’t ask me what they are, because I don’t actually have any.
Faithfull205: That’s 2 bad. I miss
soooooooo
disgusting. I think I’m warped for life.”
“Uh … I hate to break this to you, Lily, but you were warped for life before that.”
“Like
you’re
one to talk! Seriously, though. I am
never, ever
going to have sex. Like,
ever
.”
“Dad’ll be psyched to hear that. He won’t have to buy a shotgun.”
“Whatever. I’m going to get a snack. You better not have finished all the chocolate chip cookies.”
The shriek from the kitchen one minute and thirty-five seconds later tells me that Lily’s discovered that I have, indeed, finished the chocolate chip cookies. What can I say? I’m stressed out because I need to talk to Luke. She can just sue me.
Dad’s not home for dinner, as usual. It seems like we hardly ever see him these days. Even on the weekends, he spends half the time in his home office working, only emerging long enough to ask me what I’m studying and how my grades are doing. Sometimes I feel like telling him I got an F just to get his attention. Yeah, like I’d ever really do that. Being smart is about the only thing I have going for me. It’s not like I’m ever going to win a beauty contest or anything. I guess the only way guys like Nick Peters are ever going to look at me is to see if they can copy my homework.
It’s so depressing. I wish I could just take some magic pretty pill or something, so I could look like Amanda Armitage. Not that I’d want to be a witch like her. I’d just like to see what it felt like tohave a guy like Nick pay attention to me, even if it was only for a day. Or even one math class. Is that
so
much to ask?
Sighing, I log on to ChezTeen. Luke
still
isn’t online. Where
is
he? It’s driving me crazy. I go into the music store and start talking to a group of people about some of the upcoming concerts. Then an MSN chat pops up from Faith.
Faithfull205: Hola!
AbyAngel99: Hey.
Faithfull205: Wut up?
AbyAngel99: Nothing much. Lily being Satan’s spawn.
AbyAngel99: The usual.
Faithfull205: LOL!
AbyAngel99: Wut abt u?
Faithfull205: Stage crew. Crushing on Ted.
Faithfull205: The usual.
AbyAngel99: Wut, he hazn’t asked u out yet?
Faithfull205: No.
AbyAngel99: Slacker!
Faithfull205: Yeah. But we talk a lot while we’re building stuff.
Faithfull205: Like, he flirts with me and stuff.
Faithfull205: I think.
AbyAngel99: Wut do you mean?
Faithfull205: IDK. Like, how do you know 4 sure when a guy likes you?
AbyAngel99: Ur asking ME?!
But then I think about Luke and how he’s always telling me how pretty and smart I am. How he makes me feel special.
AbyAngel99: IDK. I guess maybe if he says nice stuff to u and makes u feel special.
Faithfull205: Ted jokes w/ me a lot. And a lot of times I look up and he’s looking at me and he smiles.
AbyAngel99: So, like, he’s checking u out?
Faithfull205: I think.
Faithfull205: I know I’m checking him out.
AbyAngel99: U Bad Girl U!
Faithfull205: I know, rite? So anyway, I wuz wondering
Faithfull205: do u want to come for a sleepover this weekend?
Faithfull205: It’s been a while.
Faithfull205: & I feel so bad abt my dad calling ur mom.
Faithfull205: Sry again!!!
Part of me wants to go to Faith’s more than anything, to see if things can be the way they were before school started. Like if we can turn back time. But there’s another part of me that is still really mad at her. And it’s probably crazy, but because I haven’t heard from Luke, I don’t want to be away from my computer. I mean, I’m sure I’ll have heard from him by then, but … what if I haven’t? It’ll be hard to explain to Faith why I need to go online every five minutes.
The cursor blinks at me, as if urging me to make a decision. Slowly, I begin to type.
AbyAngel99: Thanks, but I can’t.
AbyAngel99: I’ve got plans.
I’m just hoping she doesn’t ask me what they are, because I don’t actually have any.
Faithfull205: That’s 2 bad. I miss
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