The Aislin Chronicles

Part XXXV

A/n: It's only Saturday, how awesome? I don't have a clue when I'll get the next update posted. Anyway, enjoy!

Disclaimer: Hmm haven't done one of these in awhile. I don't own the song "Stacy's Mom" or any of the mentioned movies.

9-27-03

2:10 PM

It's raining out. The sky's this icky gray, and it looks like it might thunderstorm. I thought about going out and doing something, but I don't want to go outside, so I invited Ian over to watch a movie. With Mom and Dad's permission, of course. They're here today. Man, Dad would so kill me if I invited Ian over here while they were at work. Well, actually, he'd probably hang Ian by the balls on a ceiling fan and then kill me. Yes, that scenario seems far more likely.

When I asked them, right away Mom said yes, and Dad just kind of stared off blankly. Dad's a little uncertain of Ian still. I mean, I understand why he is, considering how depressed I was for awhile. That and because Dad dislikes teenage guys.

Anyway, I think he'll be here any minute, so I'm going to figure out what movie we should watch. Later.

8:21 PM

I love my Daddy.

But we'll get to that later.

Ian came over earlier, and we decided to watch Zoolander (in the living room so my dad wouldn't freak out). Right after we started it we decided we wanted some popcorn so I went into the kitchen and put a bag in the microwave. Mom was reading a magazine and Dad was doing something on his laptop. Well, I know what he was doing now, but I didn't know at the time. Anyway, Mom looked as if she wanted to duct tape Dad to the chair, because we all know he wanted to come into the living room and sit between us. Ugh.

But he was good. Sort of. He sent Mom in to check on us every now and then. The first time was really funny. We heard this noise from the kitchen, Mom kind of yelped, and then she tried to calmly enter the room which was really quite funny. "You guys want anything to drink?"

"Nope, we're good."

"Good. Because I didn't come in here to see if you wanted anything to drink. Vaughn's just being anal." Eye roll. Then she turned around to go back to the kitchen, and suddenly she stopped. "Oh? Not yet? Okay." Haha Dad must have been standing in the doorway. She turned back to us, sighed, and sat down next to me on the couch. She also likes Zoolander, apparently.

Eventually Dad let her leave, and right after she got in the kitchen, Ian turned to me and was smiling. I was like, "What?"

"Your mom's pregnant."

"Duh. You knew that."

"Yeah, but I haven't seen her in awhile. But…"

"But what?"

Then he just started smirking. You know, the smirk with that cute little look on his face. He just looks adorable when he does it. Anyway, he started to sing. "Aislin's mom –"

"Oh God…"

"–has got it goin' on / She's all I want and I've waited for so long / Aislin can't you see, you're just not the girl for me / I know it might be wrong but / I'm in love with Aislin's mom."

We couldn't stop laughing after that point; laughter being noise that Dad could hear in the kitchen. Noise meaning he sent Mom into the living room to check on us, which only made us laugh harder.

She left right away because we were just laughing, but then I was like, "Shut-up! Do you want my dad to really kill you?"

We managed to finish the movie with only one more verse of Ian's 'Stacy's Mom' remix. It was pretty funny, I have to admit. After the movie we spent a good five minutes saying all the good Zoolander quotes in our best Derek Zoolander imitations. Apparently I didn't realize that all his "looks" were the same, but Ian didn't notice that he turned left in the ending. The first time I saw it, everyone was like, "Oooh, Magnum!" but I was like, "Oooh, he turned left!"

Hmm, after the quoting we talked about how we want to see School of Rock, and then, I don't know, a bunch of other stuff. He didn't stay too much longer after that. He was brave and came with me into the kitchen to throw away the popcorn bag. Mom invited him to stay for dinner; I thought Dad might have a heart attack when she said that. He very politely refused though, his mom said he had to be home by five.

And then– this is amazing –Dad and Ian engaged in conversation. I admit, I was slightly hesitant at first, but it actually happened quite smoothly. And dare I say this, I think Dad might like Ian. But, no, I'm crazy, Dad hates teenagers. Especially the teenager who's almost going out with his daughter…

Anyway, they talked about sports. Ha. What else. They were excited hockey was starting soon. And college basketball. And they talked about UCLA football, which I actually joined in on because I watch UCLA football.

Then his mom called and said that she'd be at the house in a few minutes. So he thanked Mom and Dad for having him over (brownie points, brownie points) and then we went out into the foyer. He said something about the math test, and I only remember replying with, "Bite me," and then somehow we were kissing. It was weird, but felt really really good at the same time. I was even standing on the bottom step while he stood on the floor so he didn't have to bend over or anything. But, you know, I had to reclaim my property (giggle). And then we just hugged for a bit. I told him I had missed him. He was saying that he missed me too when a car horn honked outside. It was his mom, so then he left.

After that I went into the kitchen. Sydney had started on dinner, and Dad was just closing his laptop. He smiled at me when I came in, so I sat down next to him. I noticed it had stopped raining outside, but it was still pretty gray. Then he said, "Guess what I just did?"

"What?" He opened up the lap top again and turned it so it faced me. I quickly scanned the webpage I was looking at, and I smiled. Plane tickets. Two of them. To Ireland. We're going to leave right after school on Friday, October 17, and we're coming back on the twenty-fourth. He got us a hotel in the city, and, oh gosh! I'll be back home! Finally when I realized what he was showing me, I nearly started to cry when I met his eyes again. He just shifted in his chair a little and opened up his arms. I hugged him tightly and pressed my face into his shoulder trying not to tear up. I guess it worked. I whispered a million thank-yous into his neck, and could feel him smiling as he kissed my head and stroked my hair.

I love him so much. What he's giving me, what he's given me… It means more than he'll know. I tried not to act too excited with Mom right there, but now that I'm alone in my room I'm completely having a little party in my head. Mmm. I'm gonna go see if Mom and Dad want to play cards.

9-28-03

6:16 PM

Ugh. It's been gloomy and gray outside all day long, and finally about fifteen minutes ago it started to sprinkle. A few minutes later we heard thunder, and now, alas, it is thunderstorming. Tonight we were supposed to

6:18 PM

And that was the power going out. Hang on.

6:27 PM

Great. Our neighborhood isn't supposed to get power again until midnight, and we haven't had dinner yet. And I'm hungry. Mom called Jack though, and he's got power, so we're going over there for dinner. And now I'm getting yelled at because I'm "putting my shoes on" up here. Bye.

10:15 PM

Ooh, Jack's was interesting as usual. He had dinner nearly ready for us when we got there, which was nice because I was starving. I missed out on most of the first conversation because I was busy stuffing my face, but after I was done I picked up on what they were discussing. Jack had inquired about how Mom was feeling. She said good, and energetic, and hungry (laughs).

Then I started to brag that I knew the baby's gender and I asked if Jack wanted to know. Mom and Dad were like, "Hey now..." Apparently just because I know doesn't mean I get to tell everyone. Honestly, I think they'd just be jealous if they knew that Jack knew and they didn't.

But this is what is so funny: after dinner, Dad and I were drying and washing dishes, respectively, and I finished before he did and I walked back out to the hallway headed for the living room, where I thought Mom and Jack were, when Jack popped out of nowhere and pulled me aside.

This scared the shit out of me. I mean, what would you do if Jack Bristow appeared from the shadows and grabbed you? I thought for a minute that he was going to kidnap me. He leaned in really close and asked… And asked…

Oh the drama, oh the suspense!

Sorry, journal, just having some fun.

He asked if the baby was a boy or a girl. Naturally, I told him, mostly because I was so scared that I thought I'd crap my pants. I thought about asking why he wanted to know, but I didn't because a) just because Mom and Dad don't want him to know, and b) he probably wouldn't tell me. Jack's kind of weird like that.

After that we retired to the living room and the adults chatted. Later Jack asked what we did yesterday. Dad said he planned our Ireland trip while, and I quote, "Aislin's friend Ian came over." Jack's facial features didn't change, but he glared at me hardcore at the mere mention of the name Ian. Why why why did Dad have to say his name? He wouldn't stop staring at me for like thirty seconds, and I had choked on my own spit not moments before, and my eyes were almost tearing up because I was trying not to cough and look like an idiot. I could feel my chest start to do the heaving thing when Jack said, "Ian?" with a hint of disgust, like Ian was something stuck to the bottom of his shoe.

"Yeah," Dad said, "Nice kid." Oh? Nice kid, eh? That's not what you thought two days ago… Hehe. Dad thinks Ian is nice. Bout time I say.

Oh! You'd be so proud of me, journal! When I took a bite of my chicken and it was too hot, I spit it out instead of swallowing! No burnt esophagus for Aislin, no sir. She learned her lesson the first time. Aw. I kind of miss writing esophagus. I got really good at it. I pronounce it in my head like a-so, fay-gus, always in two parts like that, and oh my goodness, I am insane. There is something seriously wrong with my head. What… Who does that? Pronounces things weirdly like that in their head? Me, I guess. Psycho.

Now we're at home, anyway, and I'm writing by candlelight in the kitchen. We're all kind of chilling here in the darkness/candlelight. It's, hmm, kind of boring. Oh dear, I have to go to school tomorrow. Can that be over? I'm tried of it.

10-1-03

3:31 PM

Wow. Totally BS-ed my essay on the social studies test today. Oh man. It was a question about a bunch of old documents that created laws and stuff, and we had to explain three things for each and how they were different or changed life or something like that. And the only thing I could remember about the Magna Carta was that it eliminated cruel and unusual punishment, and I only remembered that because when we were going over it in class I started to think about really strange punishments you could give people. I came up with some pretty good ones. Tickle torture. Death by paper cuts. Banishment to the South Pole. Emma, who sits behind me, and I would take turns going to get Kleenex so we could whisper to each other as we walked back about what to write. Both of us were just making stuff up to write. Ugh. I hope we still get decent grades.

7:29 PM

Mom, Dad, and Weiss brought home Chinese for dinner. It was yummy. And amusing. Finally Weiss isn't making horrible imitations of my accent anymore. Those were obnoxious. Now he's just mocking Mom's eating habits. It's actually quite funny. Mom doesn't think so of course. We were pestering him about his relationship with Aunt Melody though. Jess always tells me she tries to pump information from her, but can't get anything. Weiss was almost the same way. All we know is, he really likes her. And I'm guessing that she really likes him if they're still dating since, what, like the Fourth of July? Yeah, I guess.

Oh, Mom and Dad are going out with them on Friday night though. Maybe they'll do a little bit of spying on the two of them and pass along the information to me, so I can share with Jess. I doubt that will happen. Ah. Oh well.

7:35 PM

This just in: the Lampis are also going out with Mom, Dad, Weiss, and Aunt Melody on Friday. Meaning I, Aislin, am babysitting the little kiddies. What fun. It's been awhile since I've seen Caleb though. I could go without seeing Ava.

10-4-03

10:12 AM

Oh man, I must have been tired yesterday. Well, the gang all went out last night. I guess they went out to party and celebrate Dad's promotion. Yeah, Dad got his promotion. I'm really glad he did too, because he has been working so much the past month or so. Now he'll get better hours, and more time off. Hence our trip to Ireland in the middle of October. I can't complain.

Oh, wait, yes I can. Hello, did I get to celebrate? No. I got to babysit. Not that I really want to party with a bunch of thirty-somethings anyway. Well, maybe with Jeff Lampi, but only for his utter hotness. And not that I could party because I was really tired last night. It was ridiculous. Hmm. I wonder how hard Mom can actually party being pregnant and all?

So Mom and Dad were looking hot last night. Who knew they made hot maternity clothes? Not I. And not Dad either, apparently. He was like "Guhhhhh" for a minute or two just staring at her. Dad didn't look to bad himself.

Crap.

I just realized why Jess and Kathleen wanted to hang out tonight.

They wanted to see Dad… ugh. Gross. When are they gonna realize it's gross?

Anyway, they sent me over next door, and I was supposed to send over Jeff and Steph (hehe, rhyme). I have no shame in admitting that I almost sent over Stephanie and tackling Jeff Lampi and kept him with me. He was SO FINE. Gorgeous. Now I'm really glad Kathleen and Jess weren't over… I want Lampi all to myself. They can have all they want with my dad.

10:17 AM

Or not, that totally came out wrong.

10:18 AM

Bad images, bad images!

10:19 AM
Wooo. Okay. To sum it all up, I want Jeff Lampi. But unfortunately, he and his wife abandoned me with their children to join my parents and Weiss and Melody. I was standing in front of the stairs by the door, staring out the front window as he and Steph walked across the yard to our driveway. Then suddenly something jumped on my back.

Whatever that something was started to giggle, so I knew it was Caleb. Very luckily, Ava was already in bed, so I didn't have to deal with her. I asked him what he wanted to do, and he said watch a movie and eat pizza.

"Pizza?"

"Yeah!"

"We can't have pizza."

"Why?"

"Because I don't know how to make it, and… All the pizza restaurants are closed."

"Oh."

He dropped the pizza idea. Crazy kid. He decided to watch Shrek. Fun movie. I hadn't seen it before. And I haven't seen all of it. We were sitting on the couch watching the movie, and I noticed he had fallen asleep, and I decided just to close my eyes a little. The next thing I knew, Caleb was gone and Stephanie was waking me up. She gave me some cash and I meandered home. I must have been really sleepy because I don't really remember coming home and going to bed.

And, oh jeez! What did I do with the money? I have to go figure out which pants I was wearing yesterday. I hope I didn't leave it there. Or maybe I do… Excuse to visit Jeff Lampi? Yessss.

Aw. Nevermind. I set it on top of my dresser. Hm. Maybe I'll pretend I left it there and will have to go look…

A/n: Happy early Michael Vartan's Birthday! I hope you enjoy this update and had a great Thanksgiving Weekend. Please review!