I can picture Jaime sitting up in bed, pointing her long manicured finger in accusation.
“It has nothing to do with Coop. Quit bringing him up.” I stifle a yawn. “I’m beat. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Yeah, I better get to bed too. I don’t want to wake up with those gawd awful circles my mom always ends up getting in the morning. But don’t think this conversation is over.”
No, I imagine it isn’t.
Now that I’m not sleepy anymore, I pull the journal from its hiding place under the bed. I don’t know why I hid it, but I don’t want Maggie to read it. The journal is like a touchstone. Even though it was written by another version of me, just holding it in my hands makes me feel secure. And if I’m going to learn more about myself, I need all the information I can get my hands on.
March 2
Okay, so I know I’m supposed to be documenting my dreams, but I guess I can write down anything I want. So here goes. Jaime’s become a real pain in the ass ever since the Thornberry’s adopted her. I know I should feel happy for her, but what gives? You’d think she was adopted by royalty! I’ve never told her this, but I think Mr. Thornberry is kinda weird. I know he’s this big deal up in Washington, being the Secretary of Defense and all, but frankly her parents are boring and Mr. Thornberry gives me the creeps. I know I should be more supportive and all. She has a lot of self-esteem issues, but jeez, she’s beautiful and whatever. She doesn’t need to act all important.
OK, enough about Jaime. Now let’s get to the good stuff…Alex spoke to me at lunch today! I really think he’s going to ask me out. I can’t believe the cutest guy at Dominion might actually be interested in me. After all this time in trying to get him to notice me, I don’t know what to do now that he has. I hope he asks me out. That would make that bitch Jenny super jealous.
Later.
The entry was written only a few weeks ago, so Alex and I didn’t date long before I jumped over. In a way, I’m glad we don’t have a long history together. This way, I can keep him at arms length until I figure out what to do about Cooper. I like Alex a lot and never in a million years would I ever have imagined him being interested in me and I don’t want to hurt him. It’s weird knowing that a couple of days ago, I would have jumped at the chance to have Alex notice me. The irony isn’t lost on me. But circumstances change and I’m not the same person I was a few days ago. However, if his attention continues to make Barbie jealous, this can actually turn out to be fun. It serves her right for treating me like a total loser my first day of class.
I place the journal back in its hiding spot. Instead of counting sheep, I think about all the ways I can get Jenny and the Barbie Brigade back for the lacrosse incident and all the other things she’s no doubt subjected me to in the past. It doesn’t take long for me to fall asleep.
Chapter Twelve
You Can’t Avoid the Inevitable
T he next morning I’m jerked out of a deep sleep by the sound of a beep. I slap my hand against the alarm clock, but two seconds later, I hear the beep again. My eyes struggle to open and I notice a flashing light coming from my cell, right where I left it on the edge of the nightstand after my conversation with Jaime. I don’t remember setting an alarm on it, so I hesitate to reach out to stop the beeping. Only it won’t stop.
Damn. Now I actually have to get up…
I lay motionless in bed, hoping this time the beeping will stop, but there it goes again. Frustrated, I swing my legs over the side of the bed and reach for the phone. Trying to figure out the buttons on the cell, I see another flash of light, and the damn thing beeps again.
“Alright already,” I say in frustration.
What I first thought was an alarm, turns out to be a text message. It’s a text from Alex.
Alex: Want to see you this a.m. Meet me on the back deck before breakfast.
It is way too
“It has nothing to do with Coop. Quit bringing him up.” I stifle a yawn. “I’m beat. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Yeah, I better get to bed too. I don’t want to wake up with those gawd awful circles my mom always ends up getting in the morning. But don’t think this conversation is over.”
No, I imagine it isn’t.
Now that I’m not sleepy anymore, I pull the journal from its hiding place under the bed. I don’t know why I hid it, but I don’t want Maggie to read it. The journal is like a touchstone. Even though it was written by another version of me, just holding it in my hands makes me feel secure. And if I’m going to learn more about myself, I need all the information I can get my hands on.
March 2
Okay, so I know I’m supposed to be documenting my dreams, but I guess I can write down anything I want. So here goes. Jaime’s become a real pain in the ass ever since the Thornberry’s adopted her. I know I should feel happy for her, but what gives? You’d think she was adopted by royalty! I’ve never told her this, but I think Mr. Thornberry is kinda weird. I know he’s this big deal up in Washington, being the Secretary of Defense and all, but frankly her parents are boring and Mr. Thornberry gives me the creeps. I know I should be more supportive and all. She has a lot of self-esteem issues, but jeez, she’s beautiful and whatever. She doesn’t need to act all important.
OK, enough about Jaime. Now let’s get to the good stuff…Alex spoke to me at lunch today! I really think he’s going to ask me out. I can’t believe the cutest guy at Dominion might actually be interested in me. After all this time in trying to get him to notice me, I don’t know what to do now that he has. I hope he asks me out. That would make that bitch Jenny super jealous.
Later.
The entry was written only a few weeks ago, so Alex and I didn’t date long before I jumped over. In a way, I’m glad we don’t have a long history together. This way, I can keep him at arms length until I figure out what to do about Cooper. I like Alex a lot and never in a million years would I ever have imagined him being interested in me and I don’t want to hurt him. It’s weird knowing that a couple of days ago, I would have jumped at the chance to have Alex notice me. The irony isn’t lost on me. But circumstances change and I’m not the same person I was a few days ago. However, if his attention continues to make Barbie jealous, this can actually turn out to be fun. It serves her right for treating me like a total loser my first day of class.
I place the journal back in its hiding spot. Instead of counting sheep, I think about all the ways I can get Jenny and the Barbie Brigade back for the lacrosse incident and all the other things she’s no doubt subjected me to in the past. It doesn’t take long for me to fall asleep.
Chapter Twelve
You Can’t Avoid the Inevitable
T he next morning I’m jerked out of a deep sleep by the sound of a beep. I slap my hand against the alarm clock, but two seconds later, I hear the beep again. My eyes struggle to open and I notice a flashing light coming from my cell, right where I left it on the edge of the nightstand after my conversation with Jaime. I don’t remember setting an alarm on it, so I hesitate to reach out to stop the beeping. Only it won’t stop.
Damn. Now I actually have to get up…
I lay motionless in bed, hoping this time the beeping will stop, but there it goes again. Frustrated, I swing my legs over the side of the bed and reach for the phone. Trying to figure out the buttons on the cell, I see another flash of light, and the damn thing beeps again.
“Alright already,” I say in frustration.
What I first thought was an alarm, turns out to be a text message. It’s a text from Alex.
Alex: Want to see you this a.m. Meet me on the back deck before breakfast.
It is way too
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