3. He’s changed his mind and doesn’t like me after all.
4. He doesn’t want to have to bear the social stigma of dating a freshman and he is just waiting until I am a sophomore before asking me out. (Except that by then he’ll be a freshman in college and won’t want to bear the social stigma of dating a high school girl.)
5. He isn’t Jo-C-rox at all and it turns out I am obsessing about something written by that guy from the cafeteria who has the thing about corn.
HOMEWORK
Algebra: none (no Mr. G!)
English: finish Day in a Life! Plus Profound Moment!
World Civ: read and analyze one current event from Sunday Times (200 wd minimum)
G&T: don’t forget the dollar!
French: pg. 120, huit phrases (ex. A)
Biology: questions at end of Chapter 12—get answers from Kenny!
ENGLISH JOURNAL
A Day in My Life by Mia Thermopolis
(I chose to write about a night instead.
Is that okay, Mrs. Spears?)
FRIDAY, OCTOBER 31
3:16 p.m.—Arrive home at SoHo loft with bodyguard (Lars). Find it ostensibly empty. Decide mother probably napping (something she does a lot these days).
3:18 p.m.–3:45 p.m.—Play foozball with bodyguard. Win three out of twelve games. Decide must practice foozball in spare time.
3:50 p.m.—Curious as to why riotous game of foozball—not to mention incredibly loud pinball machine—have not awakened mother from nap. Knock gently on bedroom door. Stand there hoping door does not open and reveal view of mother actually sharing bed with Algebra teacher.
3:51 p.m.—Knock louder. Decide perhaps cannot be heard due to intense lovemaking session. Sincerely hope I will not be inadvertent witness to any nakedness.
3:52 p.m.—After receiving no response to my knock, I go into mother’s bedroom. No one is there! Check of mother’s bathroom reveals crucial items such as mascara, lipstick, and bottle of folic acid tablets missing from medicine cabinet. Begin to suspect something is afoot.
3:55 p.m.—Phone rings. I answer it. It is my father. Following conversation ensues:
Me: Dad? Mom’s missing. And so is Mr. Gianini. He didn’t even come to school today.
Father: You still call him Mr. Gianini even though he lives with you?
Me: Dad. Where are they?
Father: Don’t worry about it.
Me: That woman is carrying my last chance at having a sibling. How can I help but worry about her?
Father: Everything is under control.
Me: How am I supposed to believe that?
Father: Because I said so.
Me: Dad, I think you should know, I have some very serious trust issues concerning you.