I Wish I Was The Rain

Well, as of July 2, 2004, I began to write chapter seven. Since my aunt and uncle are primitive, they don't have internet. (They don't have a computer, either! I'm using my dad's laptop to type this baby up.) So about three days with no internet! W00t! Expect a long seventh chapter, my beloved readers.

Xoxo Lemony A.


Chapter Seven

I checked for damage when I came home after the Zoo. Minimal damage, but I thought I would call on Mom and Snake tomorrow to make sure the stupid orangutan didn't stunt my hair's growth. I was so tired, I felt like just climbing into my bed like that.

That's when I noticed that Charlie's pot had been smashed. Charlie's dehydrated body lay dead and cut up a few centimeters away. "Charlie," I gasped, and went to my poor fern. "Poor thing."

I checked my messages, hitting the play button with my elbow, as I was throwing the remains of Charlie into the trash. Rest in peace, my poor fern.

"Miss Nelson, I just called to say your twelve o'clock meeting was canceled and rescheduled for Thursday at the same time...ah, let me see... you had another message from Manuella Santos. She said that Charlie was returned to you..." Manny did that? Poor Charlie! Manny had some issues she had to work out. I clicked next. I didn't feel like listening to Stephanie at the minute.

"Hey, Emma, it's Joey. I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to come see Angie in her recital. She's playing Odette. Oh, my little baby's all grown up! Ah, well, it's Wednesday at three. See you then," Click. Onto the next one, and I made a mental note to call back Joey and accept his offer.

"Hey, Emma. It's Craig. I was just wondering if your head was okay. I had a nice time today, and I was thinking maybe we could have dinner together? Eh, tonight? Ah- I mean, we don't have to do it tonight, I mean, we just saw each other. You know what? Forget it. Bet you're sick of me right now, right? Well, talk to you later." Click.

"Emma, it's Manny. I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about Charlie. Lost my head there. I'm going out to go see Angela Manning's recital in Swan Lake. I heard she was playing Odette. It seemed Joey's really excited. You're going, right?" Click.

I frowned slightly. Manny was being psycho lately, and I wasn't sure if I wanted to face her in that potentially harming situation.

But I was going to see Angie dance, and that was that. I'd also see Craig, and it would be a chance to see him and ask him what was going on with that message. I finally opened a bottle of Pink Lemonade Snapple and sat down in front of my laptop. I opened up Microsoft Word.

Now... what to write? I had batted around the idea of myself writing a novel, but I had never truly gotten into a good writing mood. I set the font to Courier New, I hated Times New Roman. Emptiness stared right back at me. I typed for a bit. The result was this:

Miss Charlotte Caper always loved romance. She was the type to set up her friends...but she could never find a husband for herself.

I was headed for a historical fiction. After a half an hour, I shut it down. I hadn't made much progress, and it was discouraging me.

However, I did make a nice ACSII bunny that I was rather proud of.


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The next day, I got an IM from Angie.

EmaginEsnumba1fan: Emma!

IluvJack: Angela!

EmaginEsnumba1fan: I just aimed you to ask if you're coming to my ballet recital. Craig said you might be coming!

IluvJack: Yes, I'm coming. I was going to call you're Dad very soon.

EmaginEsnumba1fan: Excellent! You know, Emmes, Craig has been rather pensive lately.

IluvJack: Really? What about?

EmaginEsnumba1fan: No idea. I have a feeling that he's crumbling over pressure. I mean, he normally talks to me, you know? But ever since he started working at EmaginE's Anniversary Concert (3) he's just been really stressed out. I'm happy you're coming, he's always happy around you.

IluvJack: Aw, thanks Angie. I'll be there, don't worry.

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Our date (Dan's and mine) went amiably well... but there was no laughter, no pleasure of what I had with Craig. I was looking forward to the ballet recital, instead of the next date with Dan.

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"Emma!" Angie's voice rang out. I looked over, and there she was, in her white Swan-Odette costume. "Emma, I'm so glad you came!" she ran over and hugged me. "Oh, Emmes, I can't do anything with my hair, please, please help me!"

She dragged me behind stage and into her dressing room. "I'm so hapless with my hair... and since your hair is always perfect, I thought you would help me." She started to describe what she wanted. A bun with braids.

I did it in less than two minutes, and then hurried back to my seat. "Emma!" Caitlin, Joey and Craig said, all in unison. I felt appreciated all of a sudden. People calling my name all over the place! I smiled shyly.

"Emma, sit over here. Move it, Caitlin." Craig said, clearing the seat where Caitlin was sitting. "Hey, hey, watch it!" Caitlin said, obviously annoyed, but she was successfully shooed away.

Craig smiled at me, and I smiled back. All of a sudden, the music started, and Angela/Odette danced on to the stage.

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Well, lookie here. I finished this entire chapter in one day. Heh, maybe I'll get eight done fast. BUT EXPECT NOTHING!!

Oh, I just wanted to say... I don't really believe that WVians are hicks (in fact, WV is very beautiful.) My friend has seen Deliverance too many times... :]

Xoxo Lemony

REEEVIEEW. Or there will be a review song next chapter. ;)