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Chapter 4: Jan Brady Syndrome
Jessie Diffy doodled idly on her English notes, only partially paying attention to the morning annocments. Her ears perked up, however, when she heard her sister's name. "Yesterday after school junior class president canidate Samantha Diffy staged a rally in the quad to unvail what she calls her 'anit-cheerleader platform'," the annoucer said. "Her opponent, Beverly Richardson, who happens to be captain of the JV cheer squad had this to say..."
Jessie buried her face in her hands. "Good grief!"
The bell rang and Jessie headed out into the hall. Her best pal caught up with her. "So how about that stunt your sister pulled yesterday?"
Jessie rolled her eyes. "I'd rather not think about it, Alyson. It just gives people more reason to use my favorite line: 'Hey, aren't you Sam Diffy's sister?'"
"Whatever, Jess. Anyway, how about coming over after school today? We can have a Johnny Depp movie marathon. That should take your mind of things."
"Sounds good. It'll get me away from my family for awhile too."
"What's wrong with your family? I think they're all pretty cool."
"Yeah, but you don't have to live with them. I'm convinced I'm the only normal one in the family."
"What do you mean?"
"Think about it, Aly. My sister well on her way to being dictator of the world; my brother could bulid a computer better than Bill Gates; my mom is pop-sensation-turned-songwriter Keely Teslow and my dad is from the futwell let's just say he has some unusal roots. Sometimes, I just feel like I don't fit in."
"Come on, Jess, you family can't be all that bad."
"Well...my Aunt Pim is pretty cool. She's a photographer and has worked all over the world. Last night she was telling me all about backpacking around Europe."
"Wow, that's pretty cool."
"Yeah, I know. If you ask me, she had the right idea. She left Pickford as soon as she graduated high school. That's what I'm going to do. As so as I can, I'm getting out of this stupid town."
"Aw, Pickford isn't that bad, Jess. I've always thought it has charm."
"You're kidding me right? This place is about as intresting as the Wall Street Journal to Jessica Simpson."
Alyson was about to reply but before she had a chance, a guy tapped Jessie on the shoulder. She turned around, nothing how cute he was. "Uh, hey," she said.
"Hey," he said with a smile, "Aren't you Sam Diffy's sister?"
Jessie sighed. "Yeah, that's me."
"Man, you're sister is awesome! I can't believe she dissed a cheerleader out in front of the whole school like that!"
"Yeah, fanatastic."
The guy walked off down the hall and Jessie turned to Alyson. "See what I mean? I'm never going to be anything but Sam Diffy's sister."
"Whaterever, Jess. C'mon, we're late for algebra."
A/n: Hey, the more you review, the faster I update!
Next Chapter: "Poor, Poor Pitiful Me" Pim loves her crazy, unpredictable life but secretly, she's a little jealous of Phil and his family. Too bad she's never been able to find Mr. Right.
