04-(unnamed)
"Then?" Chrissy waited anxiously for Roberta's response.
"He kissed me." Roberta said, cheeks rose red.
Chrissy frowned.
"Ahh!!!" Teeny screamed. "How cute!"
"Don't do that, Teeny." Roberta said.
"Do what?"
Roberta imitated Teeny's prissy-ness.
"Sorry. It's just really.wow!" Teeny lost her words.
"Oh gosh." Samantha said and she buried her head into her book again.
"It felt kind of weird though." Roberta formed wrinkles on her forehead.
"Why? Did he have chapped lips? Did he try to put his tongue in your mouth? Did his breath smell?" Teeny asked question after question.
"No, Teeny. Will you calm down please?" Roberta said, getting annoyed again. Teeny calmed down still unable to stay in one spot. "It just felt weird. Like, it was so plain."
"How could it of had been plain? It was a kiss!" Teeny said giving out again.
"I don't know." Roberta said letting herself drift into a mantle of thoughts.
~~~***~~~
Roberta got up at 7:00 Monday morning and sat in bed for a good 10 minutes liked she'd done all weekend. She lay in her bed and thought endlessly of why she didn't react to Scott's kiss and why the kiss felt like it had no meaning. She wondered if she should even start a relationship with Scott. Maybe it wouldn't turn out how she'd been imagining it to.
Roberta took a deep breath and got dressed. She remembered that she hadn't finished her Algebra 1 homework so she had to be quick getting ready. She thought to herself as she was getting ready.
I'm such a freak. I always imagine myself to be someone that I'm not and I always compete against the person that I look at myself to be. It's not ever going to be like that. There's no point in trying to compete with who I want to be anyways. Doesn't Scott like me for who I am and not someone that I imagine myself to be? Doesn't he like me for me? But, what if Scott is just a mistake waiting to happen? What if I get with him I regret everything that I have led myself to believe about a relationship with Scott? I'm so confused.
Roberta led herself to believe that everything wasn't going picture perfect anymore. She put her straight, plain, black hair into a low ponytail and grabbed her bag.
~~~***~~~
"Teeny! Roberta! Chrissy!"
Roberta, Teeny, and Chrissy turned around to find Samantha running towards them from across the street. She ran across the courtyard towards them holding a piece of paper in her hands. As she ran up the three steps to get to the girls she tripped and people around laughed. She didn't care and just caught her breath before she got her words out.
"Look!" Teeny said both, exhausted and excited.
It was weird to see Teeny in such a hyper moon considering the fact that she had her head buried in books lately.
Roberta unfolded the paper and read:
Dear Samantha,
This is Natalie Harper writing from The New York Times. I am writing regarding The New York Times Writing Inspiration for Young Adults. You entered the competition 9 months ago sending in a 326 page, 22 chapter, Science-Fiction story.
I am pleased to inform you that you have won in the area of Science-Fiction along with a reward of $25,000! Congratulations!
The New York Times has invited you, your parents, and 4 friends to come to Manhattan and stay at The Plaza for a 3-week stay from October 1-October 21. The flight will be paid for as well as the room accommodations. You will be staying at The Plaza's finest room: The Presidential Suite.
The only possible way you can receive your award and the reward money is if you send in the form containing all information with your parents' signature(s). The form must be sent along with your parents' signature(s) by September 23rd.
Samantha, you have a change at a full time job here in Manhattan with the New York Times. If you accept when/if you come down here you can be a book reviewer for young adults in the Science-Fiction area. If turn down this offer we will not be disappointed of course considering your location and ours. It would be a large change in your life-style.
Congratulations again and we await your response by mail.
With much congratulations,
Natalie Harper President of The New York Times Young Adults Office
Roberta, Teeny, and Chrissy looked up at Samantha who was still breathing deeply. Immediately she started throwing words out of her mouth.
"I didn't know until this morning when I found it on my drawer. I must have had missed it since we came home so late from the movies. It opened it and read that and freaked out! Do you know what this means?! We're going to New York! There is no way your parents won't let us go. You guys have to go!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Calm down Sam." Teeny said patting her friend on the shoulders.
"Aren't you guys happy for me?" Samantha asked a little disappointed.
"Of course we are!" Roberta said, not about to let Samantha get a wrong impression on how they felt about the situation.
"Then come with me to New York! My parents already said I could go. They signed the form." Samantha said pulling out the form and showing it to them.
They all just stared at her.
"Then?" Chrissy waited anxiously for Roberta's response.
"He kissed me." Roberta said, cheeks rose red.
Chrissy frowned.
"Ahh!!!" Teeny screamed. "How cute!"
"Don't do that, Teeny." Roberta said.
"Do what?"
Roberta imitated Teeny's prissy-ness.
"Sorry. It's just really.wow!" Teeny lost her words.
"Oh gosh." Samantha said and she buried her head into her book again.
"It felt kind of weird though." Roberta formed wrinkles on her forehead.
"Why? Did he have chapped lips? Did he try to put his tongue in your mouth? Did his breath smell?" Teeny asked question after question.
"No, Teeny. Will you calm down please?" Roberta said, getting annoyed again. Teeny calmed down still unable to stay in one spot. "It just felt weird. Like, it was so plain."
"How could it of had been plain? It was a kiss!" Teeny said giving out again.
"I don't know." Roberta said letting herself drift into a mantle of thoughts.
~~~***~~~
Roberta got up at 7:00 Monday morning and sat in bed for a good 10 minutes liked she'd done all weekend. She lay in her bed and thought endlessly of why she didn't react to Scott's kiss and why the kiss felt like it had no meaning. She wondered if she should even start a relationship with Scott. Maybe it wouldn't turn out how she'd been imagining it to.
Roberta took a deep breath and got dressed. She remembered that she hadn't finished her Algebra 1 homework so she had to be quick getting ready. She thought to herself as she was getting ready.
I'm such a freak. I always imagine myself to be someone that I'm not and I always compete against the person that I look at myself to be. It's not ever going to be like that. There's no point in trying to compete with who I want to be anyways. Doesn't Scott like me for who I am and not someone that I imagine myself to be? Doesn't he like me for me? But, what if Scott is just a mistake waiting to happen? What if I get with him I regret everything that I have led myself to believe about a relationship with Scott? I'm so confused.
Roberta led herself to believe that everything wasn't going picture perfect anymore. She put her straight, plain, black hair into a low ponytail and grabbed her bag.
~~~***~~~
"Teeny! Roberta! Chrissy!"
Roberta, Teeny, and Chrissy turned around to find Samantha running towards them from across the street. She ran across the courtyard towards them holding a piece of paper in her hands. As she ran up the three steps to get to the girls she tripped and people around laughed. She didn't care and just caught her breath before she got her words out.
"Look!" Teeny said both, exhausted and excited.
It was weird to see Teeny in such a hyper moon considering the fact that she had her head buried in books lately.
Roberta unfolded the paper and read:
Dear Samantha,
This is Natalie Harper writing from The New York Times. I am writing regarding The New York Times Writing Inspiration for Young Adults. You entered the competition 9 months ago sending in a 326 page, 22 chapter, Science-Fiction story.
I am pleased to inform you that you have won in the area of Science-Fiction along with a reward of $25,000! Congratulations!
The New York Times has invited you, your parents, and 4 friends to come to Manhattan and stay at The Plaza for a 3-week stay from October 1-October 21. The flight will be paid for as well as the room accommodations. You will be staying at The Plaza's finest room: The Presidential Suite.
The only possible way you can receive your award and the reward money is if you send in the form containing all information with your parents' signature(s). The form must be sent along with your parents' signature(s) by September 23rd.
Samantha, you have a change at a full time job here in Manhattan with the New York Times. If you accept when/if you come down here you can be a book reviewer for young adults in the Science-Fiction area. If turn down this offer we will not be disappointed of course considering your location and ours. It would be a large change in your life-style.
Congratulations again and we await your response by mail.
With much congratulations,
Natalie Harper President of The New York Times Young Adults Office
Roberta, Teeny, and Chrissy looked up at Samantha who was still breathing deeply. Immediately she started throwing words out of her mouth.
"I didn't know until this morning when I found it on my drawer. I must have had missed it since we came home so late from the movies. It opened it and read that and freaked out! Do you know what this means?! We're going to New York! There is no way your parents won't let us go. You guys have to go!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Calm down Sam." Teeny said patting her friend on the shoulders.
"Aren't you guys happy for me?" Samantha asked a little disappointed.
"Of course we are!" Roberta said, not about to let Samantha get a wrong impression on how they felt about the situation.
"Then come with me to New York! My parents already said I could go. They signed the form." Samantha said pulling out the form and showing it to them.
They all just stared at her.