The Aislin Chronicles

Part XXIX

A/n: It probably didn't help that I ran five miles the day I started to get sick… At least I'm feeling better now. Sort of. Anyway, may I present to you on the one year anniversary of this fic, Part XXIX.

8-13-03

10:22 AM

Well, for some reason the return of school is haunting me. And okay, I like school and all, I just hate having homework, and it will be nice to see everyone again on a regular basis, but, like, ick, school. I don't want to wake up all early, and have massive amounts of homework. How will I be able to sit in the kitchen waiting for Jeff Lampi to start cleaning his pool shirt free?

Oh, right, I won't. Because I'll be solving for x. Or writing a paper. Or taking notes about the Boston Tea Party.

Anyway, I had a school dream last night. For some reason (it was the first day of school) I could not find the choir room nor could I find Jess or Dee or Adam or anyone in choir, and I was really late running around the hallways but it didn't even look like my school. Crazy.

10:25 AM

Ridiculous, really.

10:26 AM
I know where the choir room is.

10:28 AM

Already I'm off topic. Back to school haunting. So last night or sometime this weekend, I can't remember, Dad asked me something about if my clothes still fit from last year and I wasn't sure about my jeans, pants and stuff because I've worn like shorts and a tank top like every day since school got out. Well, this morning my dream somehow got me to try my clothes on, and of course none of them fit.

Thankfully Mom stepped up this morning and is taking me clothes shopping today. I might convince her to buy some maternity clothes, but she won't go for it. She doesn't really need them yet, but she keeps on complaining about her tight pants. She just snarls at the mention of maternity clothes though, it's funny. I can't wait until she's really showing.

4:00 PM

Ugh, I hope I don't grow for awhile. But seeing as I've grown at least another inch since July I don't think that's going to happen. I had to buy all new pants because of my freakishly long legs, and I had to buy a bunch of new shirts and stuff because, I don't know, I suddenly have boobs or something. Mom was laughing at me when I was struggling between long versus regular lengths, then I'd just be like, "Look, Mom, the maternity store," and she'd shut up. It's nice to have that control.

Anyway, I shouldn't have a problem with my clothes fitting for at least a month. Ha. That sucks…

4:12 PM

Ooh, Mom just told me that Francie and Will are coming on Saturday to see the house. That's exciting, I haven't seen them in a long time.

4:15 PM

Hm, I was just thinking, I might cut my hair again. It's long, like where it used to be, and I like it at the length but I also liked it shorter. Hm. Thoughts to contemplate.

8-16-03

2:12 PM

Well, Mom and Francie are munching on stuff in the dining room right now, and Dad and Will are outside talking with Jeff over the fence. I'm sitting in the living room, writin' away. Not an eventful few days since we went clothes shopping. I'm still contemplating the hair cut. Sadly, that's what I spend a majority of my time thinking about. To cut, or not to cut? That is the question.

I might call Jess soon and see what she's up to. I think Kathleen's gone to some family reunion so she won't be home for like a week. I definitely want to

2:15 PM

Uh oh.

Hold on.

2:26 PM

Whoa, okay, that scared me for a second. I'm still not happy with them, she should want to know, those idiots. I mean, I want to know more than anything, it's like the whole point of this long waiting process isn't it?

Oh, sorry. Perhaps I should explain. I just overheard Mom talking about how at her next appointment she will be able to find out the gender, and then Francie was like, all excited to know, but then what does Mom say?

"Well, Vaughn and I want to be surprised."

Hell no! I don't want to be surprised! I want to know if I'm getting a brother or a sister! That's important, people! Agh!

So, I had to go take care of a few things. Finally Sydney and I came to an agreement. I get to go with them for the appointment, and when they do the scan they'll cover their eyes with their hands or whatever, and I will find out and smugly brag that I know until the baby is born. So I'll have to keep it secret from them. I totally don't intend to, either, they will eventually break and ask me for the information. Hahaha.

2:28 PM

Hmm, I wonder if this is how Jack feels when he's in control. It's pretty nice, let me tell you.

8-19-03

7:31 PM

So Jess called me this morning and was like, "Come over and help us decide what to do for our birthday." I was like, whoa? Okay. So apparently their birthday is on the thirty-first, then they'll be thirteen like me. So I went over there today, spent most of the afternoon at the Silko house.

We've decided on a big party on the thirtieth, then the girls are spending the night because her mom says the boys aren't allowed. Can't imagine why.

Then we pestered Aunt Melody and asked her how things were going with Weiss, even if it's only been a month and a half. She wouldn't tell us anything, which I'm taking as a good sign. Well, the only thing she said was that she likes him, and thought he was hilarious. I'm sure he's funny when he's not mimicking your accent and doing so horribly, but I wouldn't know.

Before I went home we started watching The Parent Trap, the newer one, not the old one, and after they switched places Krissy said, "I wish I had a twin." And Jess and I just stared at her. Because. Hello, stupy, you are a twin. An identical one. Remember? And she was like, "Oh, I mean to switch places with! You know what I mean!"

Even though they're identical they look enough different to tell them apart. I mean, I couldn't when I first saw them together, I only knew because I had my classes with Jess and she'd pretty much approach me. But now I notice just little differences and stuff. I don't know. It's hard to explain.

Hahaha. Krissy: I wish I had a twin. Still, priceless comment.

Eeek I have to figure out what to get them for presents!

8-21-05

12:13 PM

Okay, this has gone on long enough. It's time to come clean. My name is not Aislin Vaughn. I don't live in Los Angeles, I'm not thirteen years old, I'm not even a girl. I'm just an old man who has no one. Just this notebook. Well, I have a cat, his name is Ned, but he only likes me because I give him tuna. I'm sorry this charade has gone on for so long, but I feel the time has come for my game to end.

12:18 PM

Man, am I bored or what?

Oh, so yesterday, Dad and I went out to get some groceries because Mom was… I don't know, in one of her "moods" I believe he said. Anyway, we were listening to the radio, and the song Get Busy came on, and– well, awesome song –I started singing, and so did Dad. It was hilarious. I just remembered because he walked by my door like two seconds ago singing it, Sean Paul voice and all, hahaha. "Shake dat ting, Miss kana kana, shake dat ting…" Aw, I love my daddy, he's so funny.

Yeah okay I think it's time to call Jess up…

8-23-05

10:30 AM

Kathleen got back from her vacation last night and she called me, and we're going to hang out today. She's riding her bike over here to hang out, but Dad wants me to help wash his car this morning so she may have to help. I should call her and tell her in advance.

4:31 PM

I think we should wash cars more often. We totally started a trend. Well, I'll explain. So I called Kathleen and told her what was going on, and she said she didn't mind helping and we'd just hang out afterwards. So she rode over in her bathing suit, and I got in mine, and Dad got in his, and we got washin'.

Except, of course, none of us are serious, so there was a massive soap-and-water fight. We ganged up on Dad and drenched him with one of the sponges, it was pretty good. He did retaliate with the hose, so I guess he got us back. But no. We got him better.

But the best part was when who else but Hot Neighbor Guy Jeff Lampi came outside and started washing his car as well. Shirt free. It was awesome! I was in heaven. Oh, Jeff Lampi, your hotness is so great…

Even Mr. Neighborski (I don't actually know his name, but it's like 'neighbor'…ski. Get it?) came out to wash his car without his shirt on, which was kind of gross considering he's old and a bit portly.

But there we all were, out washing our cars, Dad kept soaking me but I didn't care because I was watching… elsewhere, and when I say elsewhere I mean the gorgeous guy in the next driveway over, and Kathleen kept pelting me with soap wads telling me to glance over at the grossness of Neighborski but why would I want to see the nastiness when I had a hot man next door? Anyway, we finished up, and Dad thanked us. Then I went to change my clothes because I was way more soaked than Kathleen.

We decided to go over to her house instead, so I took Dad's bike out of the garage (because I don't have one, and Mom's tires are flatter than a pancake, mmm, pancakes…) and I had to lower the seat like a million inches 'cause he's so much taller than me, despite what I've grown this summer. Anyway we were at the end of the driveway ready to take off when Kathleen had this little grin on her face staring at me. I was like, "What?"

Her reply may just scar me my whole life. "Dude, your dad is hot."

I was like WHOA! Totally didn't expect that. Because… It's my dad! That's gross, and disgusting, and so wrong. I mean, yes, Dad's a good looking guy, but, ew. I can't think of him like that!

Uck.

Anyway, after I got the image of Kathleen drooling over my dad the way I drool over Caleb and Ava's dad, we hung out at her house for a few hours. I was just thinking that she's not allowed to think of my dad like that, but now that I think about Jeff Lampi… I just may be a hypocrite.

I don't want to talk about it anymore.

Uck.

When I got home I couldn't find Mom and Dad anywhere in the house, but their cars were here so I knew they had to be around somewhere. Then I decided I was hungry so I went to the kitchen and looked out the window to the Lampi's yard as I always do when in the vicinity of the sliding glass doors since I first saw him cleaning his pool with his shirt off, and I happened to see Mom and Dad sitting on their back porch talking with Jeff and Stephanie. Ava was in Stephanie's lap and Caleb was being cute and running along the fence with Donovan. But… Ava was being good! That's not fair! Suuuure, Ava, be good when the adults are around. Lil brat.

Oh, hey, here's an idea: I'm going over to the Lampi house. My parents are over there so I have an excuse to drool over my hot neighbor, score. Later, journal.

8-31-03

12:01 PM

I just got back from Jess and Krissy's big birthday bash, man was it fun! Hmm, I just realized I was the first one there and the last one to leave. Well. I don't know what to think of that. So we'll just pretend I never said it. Because it's not like that comment was of any importance.

Ahem.

Anyway, so all the guys were there last night. And when I say all the guys, I honestly mean like a quarter of the guys in our grade. Okay, not that many, but there sure were a lot. We started outside in the backyard, jumping on the trampoline and such, stuffing our faces with pizza and later birthday cake (let me just say that ice cream cake plus summer in LA is not a good combination. I'll remember that for future birthdays). Then someone suggested we play truth or dare, so we migrated to the basement, which in Jess's house is like a huge, empty room half the size of her house because the other half is all crawl space-slash-laundry room. Anyway, there's this big bean bag down there and I got there first so I sat on it, and guess who squished in next to me? Ian. We shared the bean bag all smooshed next to each other. Yes, all smooshed. And then of course truth or dare… Oh my, we're a rambunctious bunch. And, dare I say… dirty? I won't go into detail, but I just want to say two things: Jess is one crazy, crazy girl and I enjoy making out with Ian Schmidt. (Feel free to SQUEAL! AHH! ME AND IAN!)

Since there were so many of us we eventually got off track of the game and decided we'd turn off all the lights and watch a scary movie, so we ended up watching The Exorcist which scared the bejesus out of me. But I still had Ian in my bean bag, giggle giggle giggle, sooooo needless to say that helped a lot. His shoulder is cudddddddly. Kinda like Dad's, but better, because I don't want to instantly fall asleep on his. Dad's makes a great pillow, but Ian's… Ah, cuddlesome.

We hadn't quite finished the movie when Mrs. Silko came downstairs and made the guys all leave. That was sad. I got a good hug goodbye from Ian. Danny was complaining to me that there was no one to hug him goodbye so I gave him one too. Just… not the kiss I gave Ian. Shh. Don't tell Danny I cheated on him, haha.

Then it was just us girls. We all got in our pajamas and went out on the trampoline and talked and stuff, it was fun. For some reason we wanted more cake (?) even after we had eaten like sooo much earlier, but since the ice cream had like melted completely there was none left, so we found some cup-cake mix and made some cup-cakes. After midnight. I'm completely serious. Good cup-cakes, mmm. Like… Mini cakes.

Wow, that was profound.

Can't remember when we fell asleep. Or can't remember when I fell asleep. I think it was sometime after Jess and I thought it would be cool if we surfed down the stairs on the air mattress. It, um, didn't work out too well, I have the rug burns to prove it. I seem to remember just us lying at the foot of the stairs after that, and me gushing about Ian, and she about Adam, and somewheres in there we fell asleep.

Had pancakes for breakfast in the morning. I didn't eat too many after all we ate last night, yikes, I was soooo full still. But… Oh goodness, I love Ian Schmidt. We'll have to hang again before… Shit. Nooooo. School starts on Tuesday. That's two days from now.

Two. Days.

Where did my summer go?

A/n: Aw, I can't believe this story is a year old already. It feel like just yesterday I was writing a scene where Sydney walks into an elevator and… Oh, hey, it's a kid! Sniff sniff, my little Aislin's journal is a year old. How time flies. Please review!