Author's note~ Oh nooooooo! This can't be the last chapter!!! But I love
this story... and I'm sure somebody else out there does, too. Oh, and some
messages for readers who reviewed more than one chapter:
AliasAngel452 – I'm glad you've liked seeing Ten Things I Hate About You from a different person's Point Of View… kinda nice to see some change in character, no? Too bad I don't really mention her in my other Ten Things I Hate About You Fic He, he, he =)
Kimmy Larisa – I SOOOOOO (add about another 100 O's) agree with you on Mandella in Ten Things I Hate About You. * I just can't write the title enough * She is da bomb, but never gets credit. As I said in Chapter one, she isn't even in the group picture in the "cast picture" in the book. What were they thinking?!?! Has ANYONE ELSE read the book and noticed that??? Well, since you, Kimmy Larisa, (back to you now) have always demanded for more chapters, I am most definitely willing to give my last one. *Sniff*
…And GRACE - EEEE!!!! THANK YOU SOOOOOOOOO MUCH!!! I was worried there when you didn't review for a bit, though that could be my fault for not updating…hmmmm…Now, is it just me or does EVERYONE love Mandella? * If someone out there doesn't…don't comment. I will be very not happy with you… * You liked the note from William? Yeah, I decided to play with the idea that Mandella honestly thought that Will (William. Billy. Bill. Will. HIM. *he he he * ) came back to life. I mean, it causes her more joy in the end if it turns out to be a real person. And, as you'll notice a bit more in this chapter, she gets over Shakespeare. (like, she actually calls him by his last name, and has no pet names for him.) To a degree. I guess. Well, I TRY to make it seem that way.
It's kinda like finding out that Heath Ledger won't ever come down to see you and kiss you and go out with you and actually LIKE you and…(shoot. Ok, sorry for all those people who think heath is ugly. It's a metaphor.) Well…like, the second AFTER you realize that, the guy you ADORE comes up to you and hugs you, says he loves you, and says you're beautiful, when you least expect it. =)
Woah. Sorry there. I hope you got the metaphor. But I didn't mean to ramble like that. Well, anyways Grace, thanks for being SUCH a loyal fan. You are sooo cool. And after you get done with this fic, you could go check out the other one I wrote "Fate." Hope you like it, or hope it at least kinda lives up to this one.
And for all those that reviewed only once, don't worry. Your review made a difference. Promise. Thanx a million. =)
June 20th, 1999, my room
Sorry, dear diary, that I haven't written in over a month. I've been so busy! I went to England, as my parents promised me that I could. Then I spent a week helping Kat move across the country to her dorm on Sarah Lawrence's campus. It's was a rather fun road trip…I'll describe it later. I have too much to say for now.
Well, Kat starts Sara Lawrence in the Fall. I'm hoping that the loooooonnnnngggg miles don't tear our friendship, but I'm sure it won't. Patrick moved out there and he's going to a community collage to be with her. But according to Kat's last e-mail, nothing's changed-they still tease each other, and have the weirdest relationship, willing to do anything for each other. She also told me that somehow his reputation proceeded him, even across the country. And a new rumor has started, too. He's running from the police after he broke into a Spice Girls concert, got up on stage, and serenaded a group of girls. Hmmm…guess it's true what they say: there's a kernel of truth to every rumor…I wonder, then, about him selling his liver on the black market for a new set of speakers…hmmmm…
As for Michael and I, we are great friends. We are the only two who stayed in Padua, other than Bianca, but that's not her choice. Michael and I go out to movies and stuff sometimes, but it's not as if there is anything between us. (But I'd kill him if he actually went out with another girl.) He's taking next year off and not doing anything, but then he's going to Harvard. And I won't see him for a long time. And yes, I'm really going to miss him. No one to goof around with…sigh. Good thing that there are vacations for collage students.
Bianca and Cameron are so cute together. Cameron went off to collage with the only worry that Bianca would forget him… just as Bianca was deathly afraid that he would forget her. According to Kat, Bianca's phone line is always tied up and when it isn't, Bianca answer's with a "Hi…yes, Kat, I know. I know. You never get to talk to me…but I was talking to Cameron…" She has become soooo much more sensible and likable.
Joey still does K-mart modeling, for all I know. The only commercial I've seen him in is for K-mart's return of the blue-light special, where he smiled and waved at a customer. Maybe Shakespeare's words will comfort him: "All the world's a stage and the men and women merely players they have their exits and their entrances…"(Act 2, Scene 7, As You Like It, Spoken by the character Jaques…also the poem "The Seven Ages of Man") Right now, he's just having a MAJOR exit.
And I do still find time to read my favorite plays by Shakespeare…
In a week, Kat, Patrick, and Cameron are coming back to little homely Padua. We're all going to Bianca's house and having a BBQ in her back yard. I can't wait!
June 28th, 2000, 10:00 p.m. , back at my house
Today was so much fun! Around 5:30, Kat and I were chopping up vegetables for a garden salad. Michael was making the punch and setting up the table. Cameron and Bianca were putting out the chips. Patrick was flipping the burgers and hot dogs.
Kat and I were making laughing to ourselves about Bianca and Cameron. "Funny how it takes two of them just to lay out some chips and pretzels." I playfully commented.
She smiled and rolled her eyes. "I know and-" She stopped and looked confused for a second. 'Mandella, do you smell that?"
I looked at her. "Smell what?" I sniffed the air. "It-it smells like, um, burning."
Kat and I rushed to the grill where Patrick was waving his hand over a charcoal/burger that was smoking. "Patrick! Now, why is MY veggie burger the ONLY burger burning on the grill?" Kat demanded.
He grinned a wide grin and then kissed her. "Because I love to torture you."
Kat shook her head. "You owe me a tambourine by now."
Before I could question what the heck a tambourine had to do with burnt food, Cameron rushed up to us. "Tell her I'm right! Sunflower seeds come from sunflowers!" He referred to Bianca. She threw some seeds at him.
"I'm not!"
"Are too!" He threw some sunflower seeds back.
"What's going on?" Michael asked.
"Bianca, get me my freshman yearbook.' Kat asked offhandedly. She turned to Patrick. "And I love to torture you, too."
"Don't you even dare."
Oh, I love the crazy world we live in. Then it got better. In the middle of the chaos, Michael grabbed my arm. "Come on. We're not part of this. I need to talk to you."
I looked seriously at him. " We're not?" Then I got nervous. "Um, sure we can talk."
We didn't get far before he turned to me. "I can't be your friend anymore."
My eyes bulged. What? No! Michael!…
"I love you." And he kissed me. Wow. "And I can't just be friends."
I giggled. "No, you can't." And we began to kiss. Again, and again. "Michael." I stopped for a breath. "This is bad. I can't remember a word of Shakespeare right now."
"Then I'm FINALLY making an impact on you." And so we kissed again.
"Come on. We should get back to the party." I coaxed him back. And I got caught in the middle of a game of…well, monkey in the middle.
"Mandella!" Kat called as I caught her yearbook. "Page 24!" We (Kat and I) were in the same homerooms as freshmen, and I knew we weren't page 24…and then I remembered that we were looking up Patrick. Kat looked up at him and laughed. "Your freaked over this-aren't you?"
Bianca laughed. She and Cameron had given up on who was right about the sunflower seeds, and by then they were feeding each other them. She stopped, and then looked at Patrick maliciously. 'He's more than freaked. He's Froke."
Cameron and Bianca looked to Kat as she announced. "Ladies and Gentlemen. I'd like to call your attention to Patrick Verona's stunning bad @$$ look of 1995." She held up the yearbook for the world to see.
Bianca did a double take. "Oh-ohmigod. Patrick? Is, um, is that a –"
"Perm?" Kat giggled." Check out the braces and thick glasses." She curled a lock of his hair. He retaliated by throwing a handful of pretzels at her. Unfortunately, he missed, and hit Cameron. He threw chips back at Patrick, and hit me. I threw chips at him…and we were in a junk-food fight. Our wit not only had left us, but it left a fortnight ago!
In an attempt to "save peace", Michael ducked under the mass of flying salty foods, and ran to the radio. He turned it up to full volume. "And welcome back to another full hour of America's favorite oldies!" The radio personality blared. "And to start it off, we have a disco favorite sung by Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons."
Patrick's eyes lit up, as the rest of us just looked at Michael in confusion. But we understood as Kats cheeks turned crimson, and Patrick began to warble out with Frank. "You're just to good to be true…can't take my eyes off of you…"
And, as to ends this strange eventful history, is yet another quote by Shakespeare. As Lysander tells Hermia. "The course of true love never did run smooth" Act I, Scene I, Line 134
-Mandella
A/N- and so I end with a flourish. My eyes hurt and I think they will start watering soon…could be my contacts… I'll miss you peoples.
I hope I did Susan May Pratt's character justice. =)
AliasAngel452 – I'm glad you've liked seeing Ten Things I Hate About You from a different person's Point Of View… kinda nice to see some change in character, no? Too bad I don't really mention her in my other Ten Things I Hate About You Fic He, he, he =)
Kimmy Larisa – I SOOOOOO (add about another 100 O's) agree with you on Mandella in Ten Things I Hate About You. * I just can't write the title enough * She is da bomb, but never gets credit. As I said in Chapter one, she isn't even in the group picture in the "cast picture" in the book. What were they thinking?!?! Has ANYONE ELSE read the book and noticed that??? Well, since you, Kimmy Larisa, (back to you now) have always demanded for more chapters, I am most definitely willing to give my last one. *Sniff*
…And GRACE - EEEE!!!! THANK YOU SOOOOOOOOO MUCH!!! I was worried there when you didn't review for a bit, though that could be my fault for not updating…hmmmm…Now, is it just me or does EVERYONE love Mandella? * If someone out there doesn't…don't comment. I will be very not happy with you… * You liked the note from William? Yeah, I decided to play with the idea that Mandella honestly thought that Will (William. Billy. Bill. Will. HIM. *he he he * ) came back to life. I mean, it causes her more joy in the end if it turns out to be a real person. And, as you'll notice a bit more in this chapter, she gets over Shakespeare. (like, she actually calls him by his last name, and has no pet names for him.) To a degree. I guess. Well, I TRY to make it seem that way.
It's kinda like finding out that Heath Ledger won't ever come down to see you and kiss you and go out with you and actually LIKE you and…(shoot. Ok, sorry for all those people who think heath is ugly. It's a metaphor.) Well…like, the second AFTER you realize that, the guy you ADORE comes up to you and hugs you, says he loves you, and says you're beautiful, when you least expect it. =)
Woah. Sorry there. I hope you got the metaphor. But I didn't mean to ramble like that. Well, anyways Grace, thanks for being SUCH a loyal fan. You are sooo cool. And after you get done with this fic, you could go check out the other one I wrote "Fate." Hope you like it, or hope it at least kinda lives up to this one.
And for all those that reviewed only once, don't worry. Your review made a difference. Promise. Thanx a million. =)
June 20th, 1999, my room
Sorry, dear diary, that I haven't written in over a month. I've been so busy! I went to England, as my parents promised me that I could. Then I spent a week helping Kat move across the country to her dorm on Sarah Lawrence's campus. It's was a rather fun road trip…I'll describe it later. I have too much to say for now.
Well, Kat starts Sara Lawrence in the Fall. I'm hoping that the loooooonnnnngggg miles don't tear our friendship, but I'm sure it won't. Patrick moved out there and he's going to a community collage to be with her. But according to Kat's last e-mail, nothing's changed-they still tease each other, and have the weirdest relationship, willing to do anything for each other. She also told me that somehow his reputation proceeded him, even across the country. And a new rumor has started, too. He's running from the police after he broke into a Spice Girls concert, got up on stage, and serenaded a group of girls. Hmmm…guess it's true what they say: there's a kernel of truth to every rumor…I wonder, then, about him selling his liver on the black market for a new set of speakers…hmmmm…
As for Michael and I, we are great friends. We are the only two who stayed in Padua, other than Bianca, but that's not her choice. Michael and I go out to movies and stuff sometimes, but it's not as if there is anything between us. (But I'd kill him if he actually went out with another girl.) He's taking next year off and not doing anything, but then he's going to Harvard. And I won't see him for a long time. And yes, I'm really going to miss him. No one to goof around with…sigh. Good thing that there are vacations for collage students.
Bianca and Cameron are so cute together. Cameron went off to collage with the only worry that Bianca would forget him… just as Bianca was deathly afraid that he would forget her. According to Kat, Bianca's phone line is always tied up and when it isn't, Bianca answer's with a "Hi…yes, Kat, I know. I know. You never get to talk to me…but I was talking to Cameron…" She has become soooo much more sensible and likable.
Joey still does K-mart modeling, for all I know. The only commercial I've seen him in is for K-mart's return of the blue-light special, where he smiled and waved at a customer. Maybe Shakespeare's words will comfort him: "All the world's a stage and the men and women merely players they have their exits and their entrances…"(Act 2, Scene 7, As You Like It, Spoken by the character Jaques…also the poem "The Seven Ages of Man") Right now, he's just having a MAJOR exit.
And I do still find time to read my favorite plays by Shakespeare…
In a week, Kat, Patrick, and Cameron are coming back to little homely Padua. We're all going to Bianca's house and having a BBQ in her back yard. I can't wait!
June 28th, 2000, 10:00 p.m. , back at my house
Today was so much fun! Around 5:30, Kat and I were chopping up vegetables for a garden salad. Michael was making the punch and setting up the table. Cameron and Bianca were putting out the chips. Patrick was flipping the burgers and hot dogs.
Kat and I were making laughing to ourselves about Bianca and Cameron. "Funny how it takes two of them just to lay out some chips and pretzels." I playfully commented.
She smiled and rolled her eyes. "I know and-" She stopped and looked confused for a second. 'Mandella, do you smell that?"
I looked at her. "Smell what?" I sniffed the air. "It-it smells like, um, burning."
Kat and I rushed to the grill where Patrick was waving his hand over a charcoal/burger that was smoking. "Patrick! Now, why is MY veggie burger the ONLY burger burning on the grill?" Kat demanded.
He grinned a wide grin and then kissed her. "Because I love to torture you."
Kat shook her head. "You owe me a tambourine by now."
Before I could question what the heck a tambourine had to do with burnt food, Cameron rushed up to us. "Tell her I'm right! Sunflower seeds come from sunflowers!" He referred to Bianca. She threw some seeds at him.
"I'm not!"
"Are too!" He threw some sunflower seeds back.
"What's going on?" Michael asked.
"Bianca, get me my freshman yearbook.' Kat asked offhandedly. She turned to Patrick. "And I love to torture you, too."
"Don't you even dare."
Oh, I love the crazy world we live in. Then it got better. In the middle of the chaos, Michael grabbed my arm. "Come on. We're not part of this. I need to talk to you."
I looked seriously at him. " We're not?" Then I got nervous. "Um, sure we can talk."
We didn't get far before he turned to me. "I can't be your friend anymore."
My eyes bulged. What? No! Michael!…
"I love you." And he kissed me. Wow. "And I can't just be friends."
I giggled. "No, you can't." And we began to kiss. Again, and again. "Michael." I stopped for a breath. "This is bad. I can't remember a word of Shakespeare right now."
"Then I'm FINALLY making an impact on you." And so we kissed again.
"Come on. We should get back to the party." I coaxed him back. And I got caught in the middle of a game of…well, monkey in the middle.
"Mandella!" Kat called as I caught her yearbook. "Page 24!" We (Kat and I) were in the same homerooms as freshmen, and I knew we weren't page 24…and then I remembered that we were looking up Patrick. Kat looked up at him and laughed. "Your freaked over this-aren't you?"
Bianca laughed. She and Cameron had given up on who was right about the sunflower seeds, and by then they were feeding each other them. She stopped, and then looked at Patrick maliciously. 'He's more than freaked. He's Froke."
Cameron and Bianca looked to Kat as she announced. "Ladies and Gentlemen. I'd like to call your attention to Patrick Verona's stunning bad @$$ look of 1995." She held up the yearbook for the world to see.
Bianca did a double take. "Oh-ohmigod. Patrick? Is, um, is that a –"
"Perm?" Kat giggled." Check out the braces and thick glasses." She curled a lock of his hair. He retaliated by throwing a handful of pretzels at her. Unfortunately, he missed, and hit Cameron. He threw chips back at Patrick, and hit me. I threw chips at him…and we were in a junk-food fight. Our wit not only had left us, but it left a fortnight ago!
In an attempt to "save peace", Michael ducked under the mass of flying salty foods, and ran to the radio. He turned it up to full volume. "And welcome back to another full hour of America's favorite oldies!" The radio personality blared. "And to start it off, we have a disco favorite sung by Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons."
Patrick's eyes lit up, as the rest of us just looked at Michael in confusion. But we understood as Kats cheeks turned crimson, and Patrick began to warble out with Frank. "You're just to good to be true…can't take my eyes off of you…"
And, as to ends this strange eventful history, is yet another quote by Shakespeare. As Lysander tells Hermia. "The course of true love never did run smooth" Act I, Scene I, Line 134
-Mandella
A/N- and so I end with a flourish. My eyes hurt and I think they will start watering soon…could be my contacts… I'll miss you peoples.
I hope I did Susan May Pratt's character justice. =)