Have you ever had a moment when you've known- I mean logically know in your
head- that you're a fantastically lucky person? For me, this is one of
those moments. I'm thinking about my life, here, snuggled in my soft,
cotton sheets, and flipping through the channels on my over-priced plasma
TV, and it really is pretty good. I'm one of the most popular girls in
school, with a loving family, a nice house, and a good head on my
shoulders. Sure, my boyfriend is in a coma, but it could be worse. He could
be gone completely, and I could be utterly alone. But he's still breathing,
and so am I. Then there's Ephram. As much as I deny it, he's one of the
best things I've got going for me right now. Besides for the guilt being
with him gives me (Colin would want me to move on...but how can I be
sure?), I couldn't be happier. He's sweet, and he's funny, and he likes me
for me, which in my circle of friends is hard to come by. But lately, I
find myself wishing more and more that we could be more than friends.
Anyways, moving on...
My mother's voice rang through the house, calling my name in her "stern" voice for some reason or another. I scrambled out of bed, hastily slipping out of my pajamas and into my jeans and a peasant top. I almost forgot, today is the second day of my Christmas vacation, and I don't have a thing to do. This doesn't bother me though, what could be better then a laid back day to myself.
"Amy Nicole, get down here now," I heard her yell again. Damn, I thought to myself, what could I have done to make her angry? Not even bothering to make my bed, I practically bounced down the stairs, and into the kitchen where my mother was waiting.
"Listen, not only are you grounded until we say otherwise, but no TV, phone, or computer either," She said, as if to remind me.
"What did I do?" I asked, confused. I hardly ever got grounded, especially not without any privileges.
"Don't play dumb," My mother warned, "Here's the list of things I need you to pick up at the store. Go strait there, and come strait back. If I find out you did anything other than that, you'd be in deep trouble Amy." I absently nodded, and wondered out the door. She followed me out, and tossed a pair of keys at me.
"You almost forgot those," She said, and turned to go back inside. I looked around confused; the only car in the driveway was some sort of KIA I had never seen in my life. I glanced inside, surprised to see a few of my things spread across the back seat and on the floor. Apart from being bewildered, I was also excited. I tried the key, and sure enough it worked. I sat down in the driver's seat, and couldn't help but to start snooping around. I found a driver's license in the glove compartment, with my picture and name on it, along with my hair color and height and what not. Since when did I have a driver's license? I got out of the car, and decided just to walk to the supermarket. It wasn't too long of a walk, but when I finally got there I saw something that confused me even more then the license. As I entered the supermarket, I noticed Ephram heading towards the cash registers. Even though things were still awkward between us (the whole kiss and all), I decided to go talk to him. Maybe he knew something about the weird stuff going on around my house.
"Hey Ephram," I said, giving him a toothy grin. He looked at me like I was the freaking Queen Mum back from the grave.
"Ugh, hi Amy," He replied, as you would to someone you hadn't seen since the fourth grade. What was up with everything today?
"What are you up to?" I asked, trying to ignore his reply.
"Not much, just picking up a few things, with Madison," He answered. Who the hell was Madison?
"Madison?" I questioned, the cheerfulness disappearing from my tone. As if to answer my question, an older looking blonde girl, whose pants- by the way- where way to tight, came up to us, smiling so widely she looked a little tipsy.
"Hey, you ready to go?" She asked Ephram, before turning to me, "Amy, right?"
"Um, yeah," I nodded, not knowing who the hell she was, or how she knew my name. I swallowed hard, trying to quell my fears that she was some secret girlfriend of Ephram's.
"Well, see you around," Ephram told me, before walking off with this Abercrombie blonde. My fears were confirmed as I watched them kiss each other they had reached the automatic doors. Suddenly I felt sick to my stomach, and had the strange need to throw something.
***
As soon as I got home with the groceries, I went directly to my room to think about what was going on, and possibly call Kayla or Paige to see if they knew. I sat down on my bed, and decided to think back about what I had done in the past few days. But suddenly I couldn't really remember anything. I grabbed my day planner (yeah yeah, I know it's lame) and flipped through it. At first it seemed normal, but then I looked at the dates. It was December 19th in 2003, not 2002. Frantically I tried to think about what was going on, maybe the day planner was messed up, or maybe I was just seeing things. I turned on the TV and began flipping through the stations, stopping on a news channel. They were reporting about the capture of Saddam Hussein, but since when where they looking for him? We hadn't even gone to war with Iraq yet. I scanned my room for another clue of what could be going on, and instantly thought of my backpack. I tore it open, and rummaged through the contents, finally finding a textbook. I looked at the cover, and gasped. It was an 11th grade biology book. Since when was I in any 11th grade classes? Had I gone crazy? Did I really forget an entire year? No. Something else had to be up. Maybe it was some elaborate plan that Bright, Kayla, and Paige set up, just to make me think I was nuts. I don't doubt that they would do something that heinous but I don't think they're smart enough to pull it off. I grabbed my coat and decided I only had one more chance to really figure this out. I would go to Ephram's and talk to him, even if it meant dealing with his Barbie girlfriend.
Anyways, moving on...
My mother's voice rang through the house, calling my name in her "stern" voice for some reason or another. I scrambled out of bed, hastily slipping out of my pajamas and into my jeans and a peasant top. I almost forgot, today is the second day of my Christmas vacation, and I don't have a thing to do. This doesn't bother me though, what could be better then a laid back day to myself.
"Amy Nicole, get down here now," I heard her yell again. Damn, I thought to myself, what could I have done to make her angry? Not even bothering to make my bed, I practically bounced down the stairs, and into the kitchen where my mother was waiting.
"Listen, not only are you grounded until we say otherwise, but no TV, phone, or computer either," She said, as if to remind me.
"What did I do?" I asked, confused. I hardly ever got grounded, especially not without any privileges.
"Don't play dumb," My mother warned, "Here's the list of things I need you to pick up at the store. Go strait there, and come strait back. If I find out you did anything other than that, you'd be in deep trouble Amy." I absently nodded, and wondered out the door. She followed me out, and tossed a pair of keys at me.
"You almost forgot those," She said, and turned to go back inside. I looked around confused; the only car in the driveway was some sort of KIA I had never seen in my life. I glanced inside, surprised to see a few of my things spread across the back seat and on the floor. Apart from being bewildered, I was also excited. I tried the key, and sure enough it worked. I sat down in the driver's seat, and couldn't help but to start snooping around. I found a driver's license in the glove compartment, with my picture and name on it, along with my hair color and height and what not. Since when did I have a driver's license? I got out of the car, and decided just to walk to the supermarket. It wasn't too long of a walk, but when I finally got there I saw something that confused me even more then the license. As I entered the supermarket, I noticed Ephram heading towards the cash registers. Even though things were still awkward between us (the whole kiss and all), I decided to go talk to him. Maybe he knew something about the weird stuff going on around my house.
"Hey Ephram," I said, giving him a toothy grin. He looked at me like I was the freaking Queen Mum back from the grave.
"Ugh, hi Amy," He replied, as you would to someone you hadn't seen since the fourth grade. What was up with everything today?
"What are you up to?" I asked, trying to ignore his reply.
"Not much, just picking up a few things, with Madison," He answered. Who the hell was Madison?
"Madison?" I questioned, the cheerfulness disappearing from my tone. As if to answer my question, an older looking blonde girl, whose pants- by the way- where way to tight, came up to us, smiling so widely she looked a little tipsy.
"Hey, you ready to go?" She asked Ephram, before turning to me, "Amy, right?"
"Um, yeah," I nodded, not knowing who the hell she was, or how she knew my name. I swallowed hard, trying to quell my fears that she was some secret girlfriend of Ephram's.
"Well, see you around," Ephram told me, before walking off with this Abercrombie blonde. My fears were confirmed as I watched them kiss each other they had reached the automatic doors. Suddenly I felt sick to my stomach, and had the strange need to throw something.
***
As soon as I got home with the groceries, I went directly to my room to think about what was going on, and possibly call Kayla or Paige to see if they knew. I sat down on my bed, and decided to think back about what I had done in the past few days. But suddenly I couldn't really remember anything. I grabbed my day planner (yeah yeah, I know it's lame) and flipped through it. At first it seemed normal, but then I looked at the dates. It was December 19th in 2003, not 2002. Frantically I tried to think about what was going on, maybe the day planner was messed up, or maybe I was just seeing things. I turned on the TV and began flipping through the stations, stopping on a news channel. They were reporting about the capture of Saddam Hussein, but since when where they looking for him? We hadn't even gone to war with Iraq yet. I scanned my room for another clue of what could be going on, and instantly thought of my backpack. I tore it open, and rummaged through the contents, finally finding a textbook. I looked at the cover, and gasped. It was an 11th grade biology book. Since when was I in any 11th grade classes? Had I gone crazy? Did I really forget an entire year? No. Something else had to be up. Maybe it was some elaborate plan that Bright, Kayla, and Paige set up, just to make me think I was nuts. I don't doubt that they would do something that heinous but I don't think they're smart enough to pull it off. I grabbed my coat and decided I only had one more chance to really figure this out. I would go to Ephram's and talk to him, even if it meant dealing with his Barbie girlfriend.