I thought about nothing but how I must've hurt Evan, for the next few
days. But I also had to plan my party. And Calculus was already a living
Hell.
Somehow, I had to invite Evan. I wanted to apologize for everything. Hopefully he would accept my invitation and come. I wasn't sure though because he came to my tenth birthday party and my friend Steve beat him up.
Sandra and Maria had given up on supporting me when I told them who Evan was.
I wondered how he'd gotten rid of his horrible acne and his braces and his taped glasses. He'd been the biggest loser ever! And he'd been hideously ugly!
"I think you're superficial and materialistic." Evan's words echoed in my head.
'Wow!' I thought. 'Maybe I really am horrible! I'm such a bitch!'
Sitting in my bed, thinking about that, I suddenly had the urge to call Evan. I looked through my 'little black book', which was red, and searched for his number. Luckily, the number was still in there from the fifth grade.
I slowly dialed and waited for a ring. My heart jumped excitedly when it began to ring. However, it continued to ring and ring. Finally, the answering machine picked up.
"Hi, this is Rayne Summers. I sort of needed to talk to Evan about something, but I guess I'll see him at school tomorrow," I said. I hung up the phone, discouraged.
"So much for that bright idea," I whispered to myself. I turned off the light and went to sleep.
_______________________
"Rayne! You're gonna be late! Hurry up!" My dad called, once again, from the foot of the stairs.
"Okay! Almost finished!" I called. I ran into the bathroom and looked into the mirror. My hair was a mess! I couldn't do anything with it! I combed it and wet it, but it wouldn't stay down, so finally I just put it up.
I grabbed my things and hurried into the kitchen. I picked up my dad's wallet and a Nutri-Grain bar.
It would've been normal. But something fell out of his wallet when I picked it up.
I looked at it strangely and flipped it over. On the other side was a picture of a pretty blonde girl. 'Who's this?' I thought to myself.
"Rayne!" Dad called impatiently. I quickly put the picture back into his wallet and hurried out, forgetting all about it.
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When I got to school, Maria and Sandra attacked me.
"We have to go over the party! Who we're inviting and decorations! This is LA, baby! It's gotta be crazy!" Sandra cried.
"A bunch of people were looking for you this morning," Maria said slyly.
"Oh yeah?" I asked curiously. "Like who?"
"Mark! That bastard!" Sandra shouted angrily.
"Yeah. Mark, Karl, Shawna, and Evan," Maria revealed.
"Evan?" I asked, very alarmed. My heart rate began to increase.
"Yeah. Shawna wanted to know about Mark. I don't know what Mark wanted. Karl was asking about the party..." Maria trailed off.
"And Evan?" I asked anxiously. I handed been so excited about a guy since I'd been with Eric.
"He didn't say. It seemed casual. Nothing urgent. He said to meet him in the library," Sandra informed. They were both already bored with the subject.
"Okay, I'll see him later then," I said. I wanted to see him at that very moment, but my best friends did come first.
"Alright. I was thinking of inviting you two, definitely. Then Dave, Shawna, and Karl. Hopefully Evan will come," I said thoughtfully.
"I was thinking Scott, Melody, and Kevin," Sandra said.
"You're with Scott now?" I asked dreamily. Sandra and Maria exchanged knowing looks. They seemed to understand my state of mind and thoughtfulness.
"They were all over each other this morning! You should've seen it!" Maria piped in.
"Who do you want to invite, Maria?" Sandra asked irritably.
"Eric, Denise, Steve, and Mark," Maria said.
"Why Mark?" I asked.
"He's always been at your parties! And no matter how much we hate him, we always have fun with him!" Maria defended herself.
"Okay. Those will all work. Right out the invitations then." They both looked at me strangely.
"You've hated Eric since he dumped you for Jenny," Sandra said. They thought I was an idiot, but I didn't care.
I don't remember much after that. I know I walked away in some sort of a daze, though.
There was only one goal I had in mind. However, planning my party was not it.
~*~*~
Dazed over a guy I'd known my whole life. I was pathetic. Sixteen in two days and everything in my mind except for Evan was a big blur. He was the only thing I wanted to see. What could he possibly want with ME?
Somehow, I had to invite Evan. I wanted to apologize for everything. Hopefully he would accept my invitation and come. I wasn't sure though because he came to my tenth birthday party and my friend Steve beat him up.
Sandra and Maria had given up on supporting me when I told them who Evan was.
I wondered how he'd gotten rid of his horrible acne and his braces and his taped glasses. He'd been the biggest loser ever! And he'd been hideously ugly!
"I think you're superficial and materialistic." Evan's words echoed in my head.
'Wow!' I thought. 'Maybe I really am horrible! I'm such a bitch!'
Sitting in my bed, thinking about that, I suddenly had the urge to call Evan. I looked through my 'little black book', which was red, and searched for his number. Luckily, the number was still in there from the fifth grade.
I slowly dialed and waited for a ring. My heart jumped excitedly when it began to ring. However, it continued to ring and ring. Finally, the answering machine picked up.
"Hi, this is Rayne Summers. I sort of needed to talk to Evan about something, but I guess I'll see him at school tomorrow," I said. I hung up the phone, discouraged.
"So much for that bright idea," I whispered to myself. I turned off the light and went to sleep.
_______________________
"Rayne! You're gonna be late! Hurry up!" My dad called, once again, from the foot of the stairs.
"Okay! Almost finished!" I called. I ran into the bathroom and looked into the mirror. My hair was a mess! I couldn't do anything with it! I combed it and wet it, but it wouldn't stay down, so finally I just put it up.
I grabbed my things and hurried into the kitchen. I picked up my dad's wallet and a Nutri-Grain bar.
It would've been normal. But something fell out of his wallet when I picked it up.
I looked at it strangely and flipped it over. On the other side was a picture of a pretty blonde girl. 'Who's this?' I thought to myself.
"Rayne!" Dad called impatiently. I quickly put the picture back into his wallet and hurried out, forgetting all about it.
________________________
When I got to school, Maria and Sandra attacked me.
"We have to go over the party! Who we're inviting and decorations! This is LA, baby! It's gotta be crazy!" Sandra cried.
"A bunch of people were looking for you this morning," Maria said slyly.
"Oh yeah?" I asked curiously. "Like who?"
"Mark! That bastard!" Sandra shouted angrily.
"Yeah. Mark, Karl, Shawna, and Evan," Maria revealed.
"Evan?" I asked, very alarmed. My heart rate began to increase.
"Yeah. Shawna wanted to know about Mark. I don't know what Mark wanted. Karl was asking about the party..." Maria trailed off.
"And Evan?" I asked anxiously. I handed been so excited about a guy since I'd been with Eric.
"He didn't say. It seemed casual. Nothing urgent. He said to meet him in the library," Sandra informed. They were both already bored with the subject.
"Okay, I'll see him later then," I said. I wanted to see him at that very moment, but my best friends did come first.
"Alright. I was thinking of inviting you two, definitely. Then Dave, Shawna, and Karl. Hopefully Evan will come," I said thoughtfully.
"I was thinking Scott, Melody, and Kevin," Sandra said.
"You're with Scott now?" I asked dreamily. Sandra and Maria exchanged knowing looks. They seemed to understand my state of mind and thoughtfulness.
"They were all over each other this morning! You should've seen it!" Maria piped in.
"Who do you want to invite, Maria?" Sandra asked irritably.
"Eric, Denise, Steve, and Mark," Maria said.
"Why Mark?" I asked.
"He's always been at your parties! And no matter how much we hate him, we always have fun with him!" Maria defended herself.
"Okay. Those will all work. Right out the invitations then." They both looked at me strangely.
"You've hated Eric since he dumped you for Jenny," Sandra said. They thought I was an idiot, but I didn't care.
I don't remember much after that. I know I walked away in some sort of a daze, though.
There was only one goal I had in mind. However, planning my party was not it.
~*~*~
Dazed over a guy I'd known my whole life. I was pathetic. Sixteen in two days and everything in my mind except for Evan was a big blur. He was the only thing I wanted to see. What could he possibly want with ME?