The Art of Being Emily - Katie MacAlister Page 0,63
VB, and I'm the host to a chat room of friggin' idgets. Speaking of the VB, we're a week away from it, and surprisingly enough, it's really working! I wish I could have gotten OTP Duff on the committee, but they wouldn't let her. Something about an Obvious Teacher's Pet not being allowed to do other work in addition to prefect. I think she just got Mr. Krigon to say that because she knew I was going to stick her on the cobweb crew. Holly and Peg and Lalla and I are doing the decorations, and we get to take the second half of Friday off to decorate the gym. It's going to be the major coolio event of the year!
Gotta go. Term paper due next week and I have to do a gazillion footnotes and you know how long it takes to write those up. Tell me what's going on with you and Weasel Boy.
Hugs and kisses,
~Em
Subject: Fwd: Re: Details of the ghost or entity at 249 Basque Close
Well, this sucks bullfrogs! Crap! Now what do I do???
Hs & Ks
~Em
—— ORIGINAL MESSAGE ———
Dear Miss Williams:
We at the Psychic Research Society appreciate your offer of 8 October to investigate the possible haunting of your underwear drawer, but at this time, our investigative team is booked through this year, and most of next. We will keep your request in our files, however, and should a team be in your area and have time to investigate the unusual activity with your knickers, they will contact you.
Thank you for your interest.
Best,
Ken W. Kittenshanks
PRS Vice President
Subject: I did it! Well, kind of. Almost. OK, I didn't really.
he said that he really loved me, but that he needed his freedom. He said he felt like I was strangling him, and that he thought it would be good for us to be open to new experiences. Then he went on to say he wants to have sex, but only if Tabitha can do it with us!!!!!!!!!
EW! Major EW! That is so sick! What a weirdo. You are so smart to dump him. You don't need him, Dru. Your cast'll be off in another week, and then you'll be back to swimming and everything, and you know you have the hots for that senior on the guys' team, so everything will work out. I know this, and you can trust me, because I have a lot of experience with men, what with everything happening with Aidan and Devon and Fang. I know dumping V is the right thing for you, and I said all along that he was nothing but a smutmonger, and now you see that he is. So don't waste any more time thinking about it.
OK, I have some big news to tell you, but you have to sit through the dull stuff first because you always do that to me. I didn't get to write to you yesterday because we're so busy with the half-term stuff, and the big party, of course. But I wanted to tell you about the costumes—I went over to Aidan's house yesterday (which was VERY cool, let me tell you). I was really looking forward to going there and seeing him and talking about stuff, the kind of things you can't talk about in front of friends like Peg and Lalla and...well, you know! Boyfriend-and-girlfriend stuff. I guess I was hoping for something kind of like the fun that Fang and I had hanging out together after the James Bond movie, only more, if you know what I mean. Fang, he's a guy and everything, and I like him, but he's not a BF, and Aidan is, so I should get more for my money with Aidan, don't you think?
Great. Now I've confused myself. Sigh.
Back to yesterday—Devon was there, too, but he had that Pier girl with him, so Aidan and I couldn't really talk to each other like I was hoping we could.
Anyway, Aidan is wearing an über-coolio, über-fabu black leather outfit that looks very bondagy to the ball. He's even got boots for it, and he showed me a picture of the makeup he's going to wear—it's so tight! There are three big red, bloody slash marks that go across his face, dripping blood. He's going to look abso fabso next to my white costume.
Devon and Pier left right after that, but Aidan's mom was home by then. I thought we might go up to