Okay, it's now a total of ONE WEEK until concert. I am extactic and terrified at the same time.
Extatic: Because all of their hard work (and mine) will soon be shown to the world, proving that music shall rock on! (excuse the excessive cheesiness, that's how I get when I'm nervous)
Terrified: It might cost me my job.
I've been thinking about it, really thinking. I love it, don't get me wrong, but I can't help but wonder if having this job is really the best thing for me. I know I've missed out on alot, and I know that I've grown up so fast this year, but will I ever be able to go back? I'm not an adult.
I'm just a subtle and over-sarcastic teen, trying to teach a few kids about what I love.
And the honest truth is that...every day I secretly wish that I was like them, that I was somebody else. Seriously, you know what one kid called me the other day? "Ma'am." My jaw just dropped, I couldn't believe that someone would address me, me, like that.
Anyway, today the Aurors found no solid evidence to arrest Malfoy or anybody else. I have a feeling that maybe his father had something to do with that.
In the meantime, Charlie has been, well, Charlie. Cute, charming, wonderful, and my student all the same.
Stupid students.
After lunch, I was walking down the hallway, (actually, more of a jog, because Peeves had only hit me with over-ripened bananas so far. Bananas are dangerous!), and I bumped into someone.
My sister, Katie.
At first, we just stood there, in complete shock that we had made physical contact. Then there was just an awkward silence, for I was sure we were thinking about the same thing. (That is, assuming she is capable of thinking past her last coat of nail polish).
"Katie, look, I-" I had this prepared speech planned, on how we're family and she really shouldn't be in a plot to kill me, but she interrupted.
"Megan, I'm sorry." Somehow, I could tell that she meant it; under those black-coated eyelashes, there was meaning. I half-smiled and nodded, accepting.
And then sisterly-meaningful Katie went back to being brainless-ditz Katie, and she did the unthinkable. She hugged me.
My shock before was nothing compared to the panic I had now. I patted her back lightly, letting her know that this wasn't necessary, but then she squeezed me tighter.
And you know what? It felt...good.
For one, I now knew my sister wasn't trying to murder me. What a relief!
And two, she was family, no matter how twitty and snotty, and I could tell that for once, she loved me.
And then guess what? I hugged back. Really hugged, and we stood there for the longest time, just holding each other.
Crap, it's going to be a lot harder making fun of her after this.
When we pulled apart, I noticed her eye make-up was glittery. She was crying. I smiled, and felt a tear slide down my cheek. I was crying too.
"See ya later." She said while turning to go, still keeping eye contact with me.
I smiled wide, "Bye." As I wiped my runny nose on my sweater sleeve, I knew I will never forget that day as long as I live.
Especially since that was the last day before any happiness I had left was ruined.