June 1st - June 19th
It's almost summer! The last few weeks of school have come, and students will need to study hard for their final exams! Don't let up yet, or your grades won't be what you want them to. Of course, the weather is almost perfect and pristine, in attempts to lure students away from their studies.
It's the 10th of October today. Mom sent me my dress finally. It's more than I expected. I thought something simple, but she delivered what I wanted. It's midnight blue satan. strapless, but it fits well. Actually, the dress is a little snug, but I'm searching libary books for a spell to make the material stretch a little.
The wings are almost done. I have to put the last few touches on them, and figure out who they are going to attach to the dress. I've been modeling them after Ever After. That was such a good movie. The wings have to attach some how.
Mom also sent me make-up. Oh, how they will not recognize me. Mom fogets that her children all inherited their father's skin tone. She buys me make up for her pale pale skin tone. That's fine. The foundation will eliminate all thoughts of my tan skin tone.
Lastly, mom sent me the one thing that'll cover up my most notible feature. She sent contacts. TWO SETS! One set is brown (the eye color changing). The other set is clear. Same pre*****ion as my glasses. I don't really care for contacts, but these will help my disguise.
At the dance, I promise to
1. Smile
2. Talk to people.
3. Enjoy myself
4. Dance.
but I will not share my name. I will be Selene the Moon Goddess all night.
Today is the 17th of October. I am looking forward to the masue with each passing day, but all the same I am dreading it. Jereff has a date. And Shock, shock... it's Alex. I met her the other day. And did something most daring.
I don't know what was with me that day. I was just like, not myself. I slid down a banner after majorly freaking her out. well, maybe not majorly. But it was fun.
I wish I knew enough people that the masque would be fun.
Nanami said her brother wasn't going. Something about being too close to home. But I really don't listen to Nanami all the time. She loves rambeling. I just prefer listening to her rambeling versus answering her questions about me.
Well, I guess I will go now. You poor journal. You'll probably hear from me next with a report of the Masque.
First I chatted with this girl, whom I did not get along with. There wasn't a major problem, we just had nothing in common. Then I ran into Ed Tate. I have no clue why I told him who I was, but I did. Point is, I had somone to talk to. Then this other kid showed up. Binx. Binx was cool. I think they both looked at me a little funny, like someone as shy as me couldn't talk to people.
I noticed Jereff. But didn't bother him as he talked to Alex. Not my place. But hey, I have a few pictures. He can see them. Maybe he saw me. Hopefully he did. I hope he recognized me.
So November has almost by passed me. It's November 27. I got a letter from Milo the other day, just saying how he hopes I plan to stay at school for Christmas. No dummy, I was coming home to a home that hates me. I'm not stupid, just quiet.
Nanami rambles more these days. Maybe its because I don't talk. I don't want to fall into a full shell this year. I won't! I can't deal with myself each time I do that, and its getting frustrating.
I haven't talked with Jereff lately. We're both soo busy... Well. In hopes to staying "alive" in December, I'm going to go shoping on the 6th. True, I'll be late, but I got a letter from the bookstore there that the book I ordered for Jereff came in, but they want me to pick it up. Because I haven't payed yet. My luck of course. I barely have the money. I think I can get some honeydukes chocolate for him for christmas. And I might be able to get Nanami another sugar quill, and Ed Tate deserves something. and Binx. Maybe even Alex.
Wow. I have friends I can rattle off in a list. Isn't it great to be me?
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