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The Isadora Diaries:
Enough:
Saturday, April 14th (about Friday, April 13th)
Sorry. Again.
I got a sudden craving for chocolate and went to scavenge the house for some.
When I came back, my laptop had died, so then I had to go scavenge the house for my charger, which was hiding under Quigley's bed for some reason?
I don't even know.
Well, let's pick up where I last stopped.
I gave Mark a big smile and a giddy little jump as he walked over like he wasn't saving my life. (Well, maybe life is an exaggeration, but still!)
"So how do you want to do this?" he asked, once he reached me.
I was about to tell him to just give me the phone, but I realized right away that it wasn't a good idea. I had nowhere to hide it! I couldn't have Haley or one of her friends catching me with the phone. I could try to pass it off as my own. It wasn't like I went around flaunting whatever kind of phone I had. Either way, I decided to wait until Bea got Haley to say her pass code.
"When she shows us the pass code, give it to me, and I'll," I looked around the gym and spotted the girls' restroom nearby, "I'll take it with me into the restroom and get rid of it."
He nodded. "All right, so we wait...how long do we wait?"
"Until Bea decides to ask the question, which shouldn't be long now," I said. We listened to Bea's next question for the boys, which was what their dates eye color. (Really, Bea? Eye color?) "It better not be."
All the boys got the question right, so they were all given a point, and Bea turned over to the girls. "All right, girls! If your date could have any celebrity, who would it be?"
For three of the boys, I didn't know. But Klaus? That was too easy.
Robert Downey Jr.
Not even joking.
Robert is one of Klaus's heroes, and Klaus would love to hang out with him no matter what the circumstance. He once told me if he was a girl, there's a good chance that he would kidnap him and marry him. But since he can't write Robert's name on the board without being made fun of, he'd probably write either Emma Watson or Alexandra Daddario because they both played two of his favorite female heroines (and they're gorgeous, which he only admitted to me after I asked him).
Bea went from girl to girl, having them say their answer into the microphone. Katelyn and the other two girls gave their answers, but I can't say I knew whether they were wrong or right because I had no idea until they flipped their boards over to reveal the answer. But when Haley gave her answer, I knew right off the bat that she was drastically incorrect.
"Katy Perry?"
Klaus isn't exactly a big fan of Katy Perry. He's a lot more into rock music than pop. I couldn't help shaking my head and muttering, "Nope."
"What?" Mark asked. I was surprised he heard me since I barely heard myself.
I shook my head again. "That's not right."
Mark gave me a smirk. "So you know Klaus better than that?"
I nodded. "Oh, yeah. Watch, his board going to say either 'Emma Watson' or 'Alexandra Daddario'."
"Okay, Klaus!" Bea said with enthusiasm. "What does your board say?"
He turned it so we could see the answer, and it read 'Emma Watson or Alexandra Daddario'.
Mark laughed. "Wow! You got them both!"
I smiled. "Told ya."
"All right, this one is for the boys!" Bea said, turning to face the boys. "What is the pass code to your date's cell phone?"
"Oh my gods, this is it!" I slapped Mark's arm over and over. "This is it!"
"Ow, okay, chill!"
"Give me the phone! Get up close so you can what she writes and come tell me through the restroom door," I said, holding my hand out for the phone. "Hurry, please!" I urged even though he was already pulling it out of his pocket.
"Here," he handed it to me. He said something else, but I didn't pay attention because I had already ran towards the restroom. Once inside, I waited by the door for Mark. I turned the screen on and looked at the four white squares on top and the numbers below it wondering what combination was the right one. I felt almost dirty holding a stolen phone in my hand, but I knew it was for a good cause.
I could hear the muffled voices of the boys giving their guesses in to the microphone and Bea saying whether they were wrong or right. Finally, she got to Klaus whose best guess was that he didn't know.
"Flip your board, Haley!" Bea ordered.
A knot tied up in my stomach as I waited.
"'0670'," I heard Bea say. "That is Haley's pass code. 0670. It's not 'I don't know'. It's 0670. 0670."
Bea is wonderful. The screen had already faded to black, so I had to turn it back on again with my clumsy, nervous fingers. I accidentally typed in 0067 at first since my nerves were freaking out. But I corrected myself and typed in the right code.
"Isadora!" Mark said from the other side of the door. "It's 0670!"
I pressed 'Enter' and...nothing.
"What?" I cried. "It's not wrong! It can't be wrong! Mark, the phone is saying that it's wrong!"
"What?! Well, try something similar, like 0760, or something like that."
I tried, desperately hoping for it to work, but it didn't.
"It's not working! Mark, what do I do..." I stopped. Some weird smell was beginning to fill the restroom. I wrinkled my nose and turned to see where it was coming from just in time to see a girl wearing a hood over her head run out of the last stall.
"Move!" she ordered, shoving me away from the door so hard that I hit the sinks.
She threw the door open, and for a second, I saw Mark's confused expression before the door slammed shut and the restroom exploded.
The first blast came from the stall right next to me and it was soon followed by another, blast, and another, and another in the stalls next to it.
Instinctively, I hid under one of the sinks and covered my head with my arms. The blasts resonated between the walls, one after another, they kept coming, and the restroom was quickly filling up with smoke. I coughed and put my hand over my nose, hoping it would keep from breathing too much smoke. Then there was an even bigger BANG! that hurt my ears. Sparks of color began to fly everywhere, and I knew that I could either run out and live, or stay inside and be burned into a crisp.
I took the first choice.
I darted for the door and threw it open, running into Mark's arms just before a bigger explosion of color and fire exploded in different directions, blowing up the ceiling, stalls, and sinks.
I head screams from the crowd of people that had surrounded the bathroom. Mark hurried me away from the still exploding bathroom, and we were pushed farther away from Miss Barb who was yelling at the crowd of kids to move back.
"Everyone, outside!" she yelled. "Outside, now!"
"I was just about to go in after you," Mark said, leading me towards the exit. "What happened?"
I was about to tell him that I had no idea when someone pulled me away from him and into a tight embrace.
"Isadora! Are you okay?" he said. "I saw you run out. What happened?"
"Can't. Breathe."
"Oh, sorry," Klaus pulled away and gripped my arms, looking me in the eyes. "Are you hurt? Do you need a doctor or something?"
I would've laughed at how overly worried he was being if I wasn't so shaken up. "Klaus, I'm-"
"Did he have something to do with it?" Klaus glared at Mark, pulling me closer to him and away from Mark.
"Hey!" Mark shouted. "She's my friend. I wouldn't do that!" I swear, that was probably the first time I'd ever seen him get angry.
"I didn't ask you!" Klaus yelled back at him.
"Sorry," Mark said in a way that you could tell he wasn't really apologizing, "I didn't know you were the king around here."
Klaus rolled his eyes. "And I didn't know you were the king of the smart-mouths."
Mark looked down at me, frowning. "Isadora, I'm sorry, but I'm an inch away from punching this guy's face in."
Klaus took a step forward, advancing at him, but I pushed him away and got in-between the two immature-lings.
"Stop it!" I shouted at the both of them. "What is wrong with you two?"
Mark pouted. "He started it."
"Izzy!" Bea tackled me from behind, almost knocking me to the ground. "I heard you were in the bathroom when the firecrackers went off. Are you all right?"
I nodded and told her I was fine. "Or at least I will be when these two guys stop fighting."
Bea narrowed her eyes at me. "Do you really have two cute guys fighting over you?"
I saw Klaus blush a little from the light of the building that illuminated the sidewalk outside, and Mark gave him a knowing smirk.
Before I got the chance to tell Bea that they weren't fighting over me, she called my brothers and Violet over to us. "She's over here!"
They all came running and pulled me into a really messy group hug filled with "Are you okay"s and "What happened?"s.
"I'm fine guys, honest," I said, just as I looked past them and saw two girls that were the last people I wanted to see right then.
"What are you doing with my phone?!" Kaley shouted, rushing over to me with her sister close behind her. I looked at my hand and realized I was still holding the white phone. When the firecrackers went off, I had instinctively been gripping it for dear life and just never let it go.
Then I realized something...
Kaley's phone?!
She snatched it out of my hand and glared at me. "How did you get my phone?! What were you doing with it?!"
"I-uh-," I glanced over at Mark, who mouthed the word, "Sorry." Then I glanced down at the purses they were holding...and saw they were exactly the same. Mark and I thought Kaley's purse belonged to Haley!
"I know why," Haley said, glaring at me. Then she pulled out her white cell phone from her purse and waved it in front of me. "This is the one you really wanted. Isn't it?"
I looked away, crossing my arms.
"One button, Isadora," Haley said sneered unlocking her phone, and pressing the screen multiple times. I figured she was getting ready to post the somewhere online, or send it to all of her contacts. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't."
Kaley looked at her sister in confusion. "Shouldn't what?"
"Isadora?" Klaus asked. "What is she talking about?"
I ignored him. I didn't want him to find out this way. I wanted to be able to tell him once I had gotten the videos deleted, and we could be friends again, but it looked like that wasn't going to happen. Then I looked at Haley, and I realized something.
She wasn't in it.
To the people around us, she probably looked like she was ready to go through with whatever she was doing, but I could see her shaking hands, and the worry in her eyes.
"Because you don't want to," I said softly.
Her frown deepened. "What makes you think that?"
"Haley, please," I said, giving her a pleading look. "Please don't do this. You don't have to, and you know you don't."
"You don't understand anything" Haley snapped. "I have to."
"Well then help me to understand!" I pleaded. "Haley, please. This is low. Even for you."
Haley glanced back at her friends, who were watching us, giving Haley impatient looks.
"I don't care what you think, Isadora," Haley sneered.
"Okay, you're coming with me."
I wasn't having anymore of Haley's ridiculousness. She was obviously wasn't going t really talk to me when we were surrounded by people, so I dragged her away from the crowd by the wrist.
"Hey, what are you doing? Let go!" She snatched her wrist out of my hand and glared at me. "Don't touch me!"
"Haley, just talk to me!" I begged.
"What's there to talk about?!"
"You tell me!"
"There's nothing to tell!"
"Then why do you have to do this?!"
"Because!"
Her scream caught me so off guard that I even took a step back. She crossed her arms and looked down. "Because," she said in a much softer voice, "I am that kind of person."
She looked up at me, and I saw her blue eyes filling with tears.
"No you're not," I argued, taking her hands. "I know you're not."
"Yes, I am!" she shouted, her voice cracking. She snatched her hands away from me. "You were right," she said so quietly I barely heard her. "If Kaley was taken away from me...I would be heartbroken. I'm awful for doing this."
"You can stop right now!" I exclaimed. "It's so easy!"
"But it's not enough!" she cried. "It'll will never be enough!"
"Of course it will!"
"No, it won't!"
"Oh, come on-"
"I can't!"
"Haley, what are you so worried about?!" Now, she was taken aback by my shout. "Haley, you're so pretty and popular. Almost every guy in the school is practically in love with you. Why do you have to force me to stay away from my best friend so that you can have him? Why can't you go for all of the other guys?"
Haley sighed. "Because...I guess you've noticed but...Klaus isn't like other guys. He cares more about I'm like then what I look like. All the other guys just like me because I'm pretty. They don't care about who I really am." Tears started filling her eyes again. "And once I try to show them who I am, they leave! I'm just not good enough! And all of my friends say so, too! I know they talk about me behind my back!"
"Haley-"
"No! Just-just listen!" she stammered, her voice shaking. "For years I've been trying to be the perfect girl, the one that everyone wants me to be, just so my friends could think I'm good enough, and just so I could have someone who cares enough to not leave once they see who I am, but they all leave!"
I wanted to say something, but I didn't want to interrupt her again. The way she was talking about this sounded like it really hurt her, and like it was inside for too long. It seemed like she had to get it all out, even if it was too someone she was supposed to hate.
"Klaus is the only guy I've met that isn't like that-he would never do that." She continued. "And so I thought...I thought maybe if I could have a guy like him...everything would be all right. I would be happy my friends would be happy...we would all be happy! But there was you. There was always you!"
On a normal day, I would have said something sarcastic like, "Yeah, I'm the bad guy!" But this wasn't a normal day...well, night actually.
"How did I get here?" she slipped her phone in her pocket and covered her face with her hands. "I was so desperate...Isadora, I'm so sorry," she sobbed.
I pulled her hands away and looked her in the eyes. "I'm sorry, Haley. I'm sorry, you feel like you have to be perfect, because you don't. And you don't need a guy to be happy either. Look," I said, nodding to her the girl coming up behind her "you have a sister. If anything, I'd say that's a lot more special than having a boyfriend."
"Haley!" Kaley called.
Haley turned and pulled her sister into a hug.
Kaley hugged her back, and turned her head to glare at me. "What did you do?!"
"No," Haley pulled away and sniffled. "No, Kaley. She didn't do anything. I did."
Kaley furrowed her brow. "What are you talking about?"
Instead of answering, Haley pulled her phone out and pressed the screen a few times. "Deleted," she told me.
I didn't know what to say. So I settled for an almost surprised, "Thank you."
"Haley, what's wrong?" Kaley said. "Please tell me."
Haley gave her a smile. "I will...just...just us later? Okay?"
Kaley nodded, confused. "Yeah. Yeah, okay."
Haley pulled away from her and faced me. Crossing her arms and gave me the same smile she gave her sister. "Well, what are you waiting for?"
I shook my head. "What do you mean?"
Haley rolled her eyes, still smiling. "Go get Klaus, you loser."
I laughed. "You know what, Haley? You're not bad."
"Oh, shut up an go," she said, pushing me in the direction of my friends.
I almost couldn't believe what had just happened. Haley freed me, and I realized she had hurdles of her own. And now...now I could get what I've been aching for: my best friend.
Plot twist: Haley isn't a flat character.
If you haven't seen Frozen, don't read the song unless you want to. :)
"'Cause for the first time in forever,
I finally understand
For the first time in forever,
We can fix this hand in hand
We can head down this mountain together
You don't have live in fear
Cause for the first time in forever,
I will be right here..."
~ For the First Time In Forever by Anna and Elsa (Kristen Bell and Idina Menzel)
;)