The Manly Man Journal of Joe Lucas - Part Three.
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August 3rd, Monday.
Horace Mantis Academy, Biology Class, 10.00pm.
The universe is really out to get me MMJ. Do you know why?
See just before Biology, I had Math with Macy. And that's the only reason I love Math. Because Macy's in it with me and she helps me with trigonometry and quadratic equations and the like. And while she tries to teach me, I get to stare at her face for an unprecedented amount of time.
It's like being a kid in a candy store.
Flipping fantastic.
Anyways back to why I feel like the universe is out to get me. When we finish Math and walk to Biology, Macy always walks me because she has Advanced English which is further down the hallway from my Biology class.
But today, some stupid jock from the football team completely captured her attention by waxing eloquently about her performance in the last baseball game.
Why am I miffed? Not because Macy was being eloquently waxed about. Anybody has everybody right to do that. I mean, have you even seen her? She's the prettiest, bestest and most awesome girl ever. You would be mad not to wax eloquent about her.
The reason I was miffed was because the idiot took my place. I mean, why does he even have to talk about baseball when he's obviously a football kind of guy. Idiot.
I was going to wax eloquent about her and maybe even throw in a few goo goo eyes and then try to slip in that my baseball pitches could use a little brushing up cause my skills were rusty and I had a charity game coming up. But instead he came along and usurped my place. Hmph.
Which was totally the truth but it would have been a legit way to spend time with her, without the cover of falsehood.
Cause the last thing your crush needs to know is the depth of patheticness to which you will go to in order to have some alone time with her.
Not that what I'm doing is pathetic, cause I have a valid reason. I have a celebrity baseball match to play for and I'm gonna ask Macy to help me with my game cause she's awesome.
That reminds me. I need to ask her. Argh! Stupid Macy time hogging football jerk!
Have to go now, because Stella won't allow me to copy her notes on Mitosis and Meiosis.
Like I said, the universe is against me.
Sigh.
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Horace Mantis Academy, Cafeteria, 12.30 pm.
Oh my gawd MMJ, I discovered something very strange and quite frankly head-scratching.
Nick Lucas, as in my little brother has a thing for Stella Malone, my best friend. I never expected this; it was so out of the blue. I mean you look at Nick and Stella and go huh, what cute friends but never for a moment would you think the two have something for each other. Yeah, Stella has a thing for him too.
Which would explain Saturday's sewing session. Hehehehe.
I'm pretty sure Nick enjoyed it as did Stella. I have a really dirty leer on my face and this poor Junior from across the table is looking askance at me, horrified no doubt by the perverted expression on my face. Oh well, there goes another fan. Never mind. We can always find some new ones.
Aw, I just saw them making googly eyes at each other because they thought no one was looking. I will admit, they are every cute together. Maybe I shall conspire with Macy and meddle. That way no one can accuse me of having banana mush for brains.
And then I will get to spend more time with Macy.
Aaaaahhhh! This plan is so awesome I can hardly contain my happiness.
Bye. I'm going and randomly hugging Macy.
Ah, the perks of being random and crazy are that nobody questions your motives half the time.
Um, also excuse the fan girl tone of the entry. Sometimes I do need to let my inner fan girl out.
Thank goodness, this is a journal which is not read by anybody.
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Lucas residence, Bedroom, 7.30 pm.
Macy agreed to conspire and matchmake. Apparently she has known of it for quite a while. Hmmm…I don't know why I didn't notice.
Oh wait, now I do. When Macy is around its kind of hard to concentrate on anything else. Even eating sometimes becomes a problem. Some embarrassing spills on my shirts bear testament to this. I'm lucky Stella hasn't bludgeoned me senseless as yet. Maybe that's because she's been distracted by Nick. There's an unholy gleam in my eyes as I think of the plentiful possibilities for teasing.
Oh crap. I got to go do my trig homework. And there won't be Macy to help me. Lost the gleam. Damn. Math sucks the fun out of anything. I mean when you are a rock star who need Math huh? Stupid teachers and stupid education system built to torture poor unsuspecting students like me.
Screw you world.
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Lucas Residence, balcony, 10.30 pm.
Macy just called to let me know she has a plan. She told me to be at school by eight o'clock sharp tomorrow. I was so excited I giggled. I was mortified but then thankfully May giggled too and then we both laughed. And this time I wished her sweet dreams and moonbeams. She sounded agreeably surprised but happy though.
I can be smooth sometimes you know. Even if other times, I'm a total idiot.
That's just the way I roll.
(I just can't stop squealing like a stuck pig about tomorrow. I'm so pumped; I think it's going to take me a while to sleep. Sigh. Oh, I know, I'll go trouble Kevin. That should be fun.)
Night MMJ.
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Notes to self.
Throw Frankie off the trail. Maybe bribe him with a month's supply of Twizzlers?
Practice kissing the pillow, in the Stellavator though. Need to be prepared but nobody can find out though.
Ask Macy for baseball help before the game actually happens.
Make up some new excuses to have Macy spend time with me.
Oh and play matchmaker for Nick and Stella along with Macy. Aren't I an awesome brother?
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Sorry I'm a little off with this one. Will try to do better next chapter. :)