Previously:''Anita. If Meg does give you even a slight hint on where they live, what are you going to do next?'' Frankie asked.
I cheekily smiled, ''Well, That's where my plan comes into this whole thing...''
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''See, Frankie and Sabrina, Im gonna buy plane tickets to Carmel, and go there on a character hunt. Get it? Now, If Meg doesn't give me even a slight hint on where they live, well, according to the book, i'll still go to Carmel. Make sense enough?''
''Well, yeh, kinda. But how are you gonna find where they live EXACTLY, I mean, California is massive. What if they've moved or somethin?'' Sabrina said, raising her hands in the air, and raising her eyebrow.
''Well, I can always look in a phone directory...?'' I said, biting my lip at what a stupid thing I just said. Frankie laughed at my remark and threw a pillow on my face. When I picked the pillow back up and was about to throw it back at her, a small popup window appeared on my laptop screen and it caught my eye. I walked over to the computer and the pop-up read :'1 new message'
I clicked on it and it took me to my inbox. The e-mail was from Meg! OHYES! I called Frankie and Sabrina over, and we read the letter, which said:
'Hi Jesse's-star-gal,
Well, you do have a point, but it would be invading other peoples privacy and losing their identity if I tell you where they live. But, all you know is that they live in Carmel, California, where my story is set. You see, you already have the answer. I don't need to answer it for you, you already know where they live, don't you? You've read the books, and that's all the information you need. I can't give you specific addresses, as I mentioned before it would be invading their privacy.
Yours sincerely,
Grandmama Cabot
P.S. remember this, you have to have fate and have you ever heard of Socrates? Well, you have now.
Fate:...the 'fortune-teller' is trying to foresee something that is really quite unforeseeable...
Socrates: ...wisest is she who knows what she does not know...'
I looked up from the screen at Frankie and Sabrina. They both looked dumbstruck and stunned. ''What does she mean we already know?'' Sabrina asked. I thought for a minute, and said, ''I think she means that we already know where they live. She's already told us in the books, we have the answer. We needn't more information!'' I said, exctiment dancing in me. ''So, what does she mean by th Fate and Socrates thingy-mijigy?'' Sabrina asked again.
This time Frankie cut in, ''What she means by Fate is, wait, let me give you an example. A special Norweigen version of fortue telling is by looking at your empty cup after you drank your coffee. There might be some ground traces left and coffee. These might form a certain image or pattern. If the grounds resemble a car, it might mean that the person who drank from the cup is going for a long drive. Thus the fortune teller is trying to foresee something that is really quite unforeseeable. This is characteristic of all forms of foreseeing. And precisly because what they 'see' is so vague, it is hard to repudiate fortune tellers' claims. Capeesh?'' When Frankie finished her long lecture, Me and Sabrina where staring at her wide eyed, and looked like fish on land gulping for air.
''Okaaay, then.'' Sabrina said. ''Wait, I know what she means by Socrates though. What she means is, for example, Frankie is wise because she knows that she doesn't really know anything. In other words you are wise if you know that you really don't know EVERYTHING, we are just people, we don't have the answer to everything.Get it?'' I said.
''Yah.'' Frankie and Sabrina chorused. ''Wait. If I wanna buy plane tickets to Carmel, how are you and Sabrina gonna come? I mean, how long are you here for?'' I asked Frankie. ''We are here for 1 week.'' Frankie replied. ''Really? But I don't think you can travel somewhere else if you already are somewhere else..i mean...isn't it ILLEGEL?'' I said. ''Wait, but like..erm, can't we go when we go back home, and then buy new tickets to Carmel, and like meet up there. in like the same day?'' Sabrina said.
''Yeh, good idea, but how are you gonna afford it?'' I asked. Frankie smiled, ''Well, I gain like from 7, 000 to 15,000 dollars per photo shoot. So yah, i think I can afford it.'' ''Ok, that's you done Frankster. What about you Sabrina?''I asked. ''Well I (Sabrina, what do you want as a proffession?). So yeh, I can afford it too!'' We all jumped and got into a group hug. ''Hey, do you guys wanna go shopping tomorrow for some nice designers, and summer clothes for Carmel?'' I asked, smirking.
''Yeh! Wait, but you haven't even booked your ticket Anita.''Frankster said. ''Yeh, so? Ill book it tomorrow.'' I said.
So for now, we all had supper and set out the beds for us to sleep in.
July 4th 12:00 pm...
''Rise and shine Frankster!'' I chirped, as I jumped on the single guest bed I set out for her. ''Arghh, Anita, shutup. Get off! Dios!'' She said, raising the blanket to her face. ''Aww, comeon, we have to get up early to go shopping. Sabrina on the other hand, was in my private bathroom using my shower. I was already dressed, in my cool white mini skirt, and my long, loose black and white striped V neck, vest, which had buttons on the V, and I held the long, drapy top in place with a chunky black, leather belt which had three small buckles on it. I topped it off with long drapy pearls, wrapped once around my neck and the reast draped. I had on my sleek, silver pumps, and my silver bag.
''Arn't we gonna have breakfast though?'' Frankie said. ''Nah, don't worry about that! We are going to eat at my favourite café!'' As I said those words, Sabrina came out the bathroom, from the shower, and was dressed in a cool white dress, which was a boobtube and skirt in one, with a long zip at the front. She finished that with white strappy wedges and a silver necklace and white leather bag.
When Frankster realised she was the only one not dressed, she got up, brushed her teeth, took a quick record braking shower and got into this black halter neck top, which said 'Im queen evil. What you gonna do about it?' and she got into a denim skirt, and she wore her black converse hi-tops, which reached her knees, and she put on a chunky black bangle, and a silver necklace, in the shape of a cherry. She grabbed her hot red bag, and we were off.
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