Chapter 1: Sacha
Wednesday, 10:12
This is the first day of my new life. I am now officially fifteen, and this is the day which I will celebrate like I have never celebrated before, I will look back on it and think 'that was the day'.
This will be the first day in which I will remember as a day that is different than any other.
Shoot! There's mom's whistle. Yes, I said whistle. She uses her whistle to call my entire family out to where she is. She says that it will awaken our senses and that it will help us listen to her. Whatever. It's so annoying. That means it's time to leave for the beach! Hooray! Lemme check my bag, and . . . and . . . yea, I'm good! Got to go now. . .
Laters,
Sacha Doven
Still Wednesday, 11:47
And this is why I never go to this beach. Yes, it may be beyond beautiful with white sand and slightly warm(er) water, but it is so far! Why did I want to go here instead of Santa Cruz, which is only 15 minutes away? Oh, right. Because I wanted it more peaceful and less stressful on my birthday. Yea, right. With Ryan, Laurel, and Stephie screaming in the back, I now think that the chance of peaceful and not stressful anytime may be impossible. Why did my parents have to have triplets? Unless you have three younger siblings, you will never know what it's like. Be glad.
I believe I just saw a sign that said the beach is coming up in 15 minutes!
Bye-bye for now,
Sacha Doven
Last time I checked, Oh, ya, it's still Wednesday. 2:21
Tanning in the sun with my (new, ultra-cute pink) sunglasses, while wearing my (yellow and slimming!) bikini, and, I must say, I look fantastic. Now I only wish there were some cute guys here. No, that's a lie; I only wish Dylan was here. He would love how I look now. I wish that I was any prettier than the model-gorgeous girls he must see while lifeguarding back at home. Sigh, but everyone wants what they can't have.
Note to self: find out when his hours are and convince mom to let you go with Stephen and Jessica to the beach while wearing a bikini
I even brought my book today! It always makes a good impression if you are doing something productive while tanning.
Ryan and Stephie are screaming again. I think Laurel is eating sand. I need to fix my messed up life.
Too bad, leaving soon. I've gotta 'Soak Up the Sun' as Sheryl Crow says.
Bye for now,
Sacha D.
No change here, It's Wednesday. 4:58
Finally home. Decided that it's really not worth going to a beach that's that far if Dylan's not there. If I don't get a chance to see Dylan's tanned and defined abs and his white-blonde hair that he casually flips out of the way of his green-blue eyes that stand out against his long eyelashes that framed his face beautifully.
Not that he needed that to be absolutely stunning. He just had this natural, sweet, and laid-back personality that I absolutely love and that lets me talk to him as if he were Stephen, my only guy friend and BFFL (Best-Friend-For-Life).
I love Stephen. He has curly blonde hair and deep blue eyes. He is thin, but at the same time stronger than he looks. He is 'gifted' on the computer and is teased because of it. He is what you would call the 'tech geek' of our school, even though he is not a big fan of video games. I assume he is good at them, but he would much rather be outside on the beach or shooting some baskets (I may be better than him, and I'm not 'gifted' in sports, but he is improving. So yea, in other words, he is not very good, but that doesn't matter. That he tried is all that matters!). We met in preschool, and have been inseparable ever since. I can talk to him about anything, whether its boy problems or my silly moments when I just need to talk. He has always been my shoulder to cry on and my friend to call in times of need.
I hope I am the same for him; I would love to have someone rely on me like that.
I think I just heard the whistle, so that means either Lucas is home or that Mom is having a crisis.
Gotta run!
Sacha D
Lemme check. . . Cool. It's still Wednesday. 5:14
Hooray! My ultra-cool older brother Lucas is home. I can't believe that he actually has a job; it just doesn't seem like him. I am still used to him just hanging around the house all the time, but now that he works, well he spends less time around the house. I don't know what his job is, and honestly, I don't care. I probably should. But all I know is that he's gone most of the day now.
And on the screeching note as the whistle sounds, I leave you in suspense, my dear diary,
Sacha
Shhhh! I'm gonna get in huge trouble if my parents catch me! It's officially Thursday, as of . . . now. 12:00
So I decided that I should probably ask Lucas what his job is, and when I asked, instead of answering me, he ran to his room. He returned with a small box wrapped in frilly pink paper with a blue bow. I opened it to see that it was an expensive pair of beautiful earrings. They are silver with little 'S's' engraved on them that stand out because of the pink outlining in them. They are in the shape of a heart and, I see as I now admire them, they have little lacey parts off the side that stand out. I bet Dylan would like them.
The only thing that was strange was that I have never had my ears pierced before. He said that my real birthday present was GETTING MY EARS PIERCED! I have wanted this for so long! I'm so excited! I wonder if Dylan will notice. . . Shoot. There are footsteps that are stopping right outside my door. I was asleep, if anyone asks you.
Good night!
The girl who will get her ears pierced (!); Sacha D