A/N: So, I'm really sorry for not updating this. Let's say I had a severe and almost fatal (for this fic) case of writer's block and exam-writer's-block.
But here it is.
Hope you all enjoy it.
And not to shamelessly self advertise too much, but....
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Please do feel compelled to read some of my other stories.
Write on, everyone. And remember to review. Reviews, of any sort, really make my day.
Especially long ones, but I won't be picky.
I'll dedicate this one to Mythar, since your's (review) was one that I was trying to write this for, but it slipped out after the 3rd Evanescence song....
hehe...
but it's dedicated to you all the same :D
And without further ado...
THE FIC MUST BE READ ON!
Dear Diary,
Well, that was one odd day. Let me describe the outcome of my monologue.
Kori's grandmother doesn't know who to believe, so she's just not talking to anyone, and she's taken them both off her will. (Like Kori gives a damn anymore.) She's also been released, and is currently ignoring both her granddaughters.
Mandy's become completely intolerable, banging on Kori's front door in the middle of the night, and leaving threatening messages.
And Kori doesn't care.
I know. I was surprised too. Imagine innocent Kori, hardening herself.
So…life goes on. Just thought to update you a little.
Seeya.
Dear Diary,
So… Ji is having another party. And let me explain to you if you aren't stereotype-informed. Her parties are exactly like the college parties you see in movies. And this time, she invited me. God knows why, but everyone else is invited too.
Here's how it went, as far as I can remember.
Ji Invites Rachel to Party
Rachel is desperately trying to open locker, rushing to beat the bell.
Ji: Hey, Rachel.
Rachel hums to self.
Ji: Hello? (A little indignantly)
Rachel: Oh, me?
Ji: Yeah…(Stares at Rachel oddly) No duh?
Rachel: What do you want?
Ji: I know we've never gotten along before…
Rachel thinks: Can she get any more cliché?
Rachel: But…?
Ji: Well, I was wondering if you'd like to come to my party next Saturday.
Rachel is speechless.
Ji: Hello? (Waves hand impatiently)
Rachel: Oh..well…I think..Yeah…I guess I'm--
Bell rings.
Rachel swears obscenely in her mind.
Ji: Gotta go! Bye! See you there!
Rachel: What the hell just happened?
Fade out.
Weird.
Well, Seeya.
Dear Diary,
Well, I'm invited. I don't feel any different. Maybe a little more accepted? But I don't think I need her acceptance. My friends' is enough.
My mother says I can go, after grilling me about satanic rituals. I think she was seriously traumatized as a child. I'll never know.
Kori says we should pick outfits together.
This isn't prom, I tell her.
Jeez, she tells me.
Fine, I tell her.
Well.
Seeya.
Dear Diary,
So today is Friday, and Kori just told everyone I was going to the party. Let me recount their reactions.
Kori Tells
Everyone is eating. (We're at our local McDonalds. Yum, feel that cholesterol rising.)
Kori pipes up: Hey, guess what? Rachel was invited to Ji's party on Saturday!
Dick: MWA?
Dick swallows.
Dick: WHAT?
Gar: Whoa? Slipped into the dark side, have you? (Yoda impression)
Vic: Cool.
Kori: (nodding) It's true.
Gar: Is it?
Rachel cowers.
Rachel: Yes, it's true.
Gar: That's great! I'll actually go this time, then.
Vic: Does that mean Pizza Night is cancelled?
Gar: (solemnly) Yes, Vic, yes it does mean Pizza Night is cancelled. Pizzas can wait. Our little Rachel here, (Stands up, walks over) has finally (encases Rachel in a bear hug) grown up.
Rachel squirms uncomfortably. But it is warm.
Rachel: Get off me. Now.
Gar lets go and sits back down.
Gar: Touchy, touchy..
Kori: So you guys are going for sure? (Eyes Dick especially)
All boys: Yep.
Kori: Good. (Clearly Satisfied)
Vic: So…Pizza Night is cancelled?
Gar: Postponed…
Rachel: I'd rather do Pizza Night with you guys…
Kori: NO! You're going to this party.
Rachel cowers again. Kori seems to be 3 times her size.
Rachel: Okay.. (Small voice)
Kori smiles.
Dick: So… how about them Mets?
Fade out.
Being normal?
Not really our Forte.
Seeya.
Dear Diary,
It's Saturday, a few hours before the party, and Kori just feels so compelled to give me the works. I think she fully intends for me to sleep with someone there or something.
Right.
Just gotta let her 'work her magic' and I'll be right back.
Seeya.
Dear Diary,
Kori's worked her magic.
And almost killed me in the process.
I guess, just for her sake, I should jot down how I look right now.
Hair:
Loose Ponytail
Face:
Silver eyeliner
Sparkly grey eye shadow
Mascara
Glossy purple 'something' on my lips.
Upper Body:
Black tank top with some sort of night time
Striped arm equivalent of a leg warmer (purple and black)
Silver charm bracelet
Lower Body:
Purple skirt, slightly fuzzy?
Fishnets (I don't own these)
Shiny purple ankle boots with sunflowers adorning them for whatever reason
She really outdid herself.
Something tells me she's gone for a punk look she would never try for herself.
I'm Kori's experimental mannequin.
Yippee.
I'm thrilled.
Really.
I feel stiff enough to be one.
So here we go.
Seeya.