weeeird
The past ten days or so have been very strange and very busy. For some odd reason, my mom decided to fly back early from Hippie Camp, and instead of going back to her house, she decided she would stay at my dad's house while he and Nancy went off on a vacation together. I was just going to stay with Lucie because a) I had nowhere else to go, b) she is my best friend and we would've hung with Victor the whole time, and c) Lucie's parents were going to be cool with it. Instead, my mom came barging into my dad's oversized home a mere ten minutes after Dad and Nancy left to have a pre-honeymoon. Weirdest situation ever.
"Mom, does Dad know that you're staying here?"
"No."
"Mom, does Dad know that you're back?"
"No."
She did take advantage of my dad's unknown hospitality: she used Nancy's expensive bath soaps, ate most of the food taking up space in the fridge, used all the energy she could... I think it was her plot for revenge or something. Fortunately, she let me run out of the house or have people over whenever I wanted, even with the shortest notice. A simple "I'm leaving" was okay with her. That was okay with me.
The hard thing is that Victor is back with his girlfriend. What I didn't explain in my other entry was that Victor had broken up with his girlfriend, and that's why we got a bit closer to each other than before. I'm regretting kissing him in a way because I want that again, but there is no way that will happen since he's with Molly again. It's hard, because I really had been falling for him, but I've forced myself to just think of him as my best friend again. I am sort of okay with that though. We've been through a lot together (parents divorcing, a death of a close friend) and our friendship is really important to me. I still can't help the shock that runs through me whenever his arm brushes against mine. Molly is really nice, but I guess that's what sort of bothers me about her - she's nice, and that's pretty much it. I don't know; I shouldn't say that, because I really don't know her even though I've spent an amount of time with her. Victor is such a character though... He really is, almost literally. We look like two cartoon characters when we walk down the street together. People take our picture nearly every day, telling us that "we look awesome." But other than his (and my) looks, he's a weirdy. And I am too, so it works.
Molly doesn't get our inside jokes. I've explained a few out of the hundreds (so she would stop looking at us like we were idiots) and she never does catch on... And not ALL of them are "you had to be there" stories. I'm glad I'm still on her good side though. She and Lucie used to be good buddies, and that's how she met Victor. But all of a sudden she started talking crap about Lucie so that friendship ended. Molly likes me though. I'm worried that one day she'll just snap though and find me as a threat to her relationship with Victor or something.
Victor and I had a conversation about movies on Thursday.
"I cried during the Lion King," I told him.
"Dude. Well... The Lion King's awesome."
"It is awesome - I mean, Ferris Bueller is Simba!"
"Wait... Really?"
"Yesss!"
"Ferris Bueller is awesome... Molly had never seen it before."
"What?"
"I know... So we had a movie night a couple days ago, because she's leaving to go to Mexico. I thought that'd be cool, 'cause I didn't want to just make out, you know?"
I started laughing and I had to control myself. It was a weeeird laugh. It was one of those girlish-and-sort-of-nervous laughs. I really didn't want to know that Victor and Molly made out. I didn't want to know that they hugged, really.
Last Saturday, Victor saw this guy who went to his school and ran up to him and hugged him. It was hilariously awesome. (That same guy Victor pounced on asked him if he was still with Molly. Victor said yeah, and then the guy said "I just thought..." while nudging toward me. Victor then replied, "Oh, that's Ophelia." The hard part is that I can't remember if he added a "just" in that sentence.)
My birthday was okay. I'm sixteen now, and that was the most exciting part. My mom made me a cake and let me have Lucie and Victor over. We watched Sweeney Todd. I love Mr. Todd.
"Mom, does Dad know that you're staying here?"
"No."
"Mom, does Dad know that you're back?"
"No."
She did take advantage of my dad's unknown hospitality: she used Nancy's expensive bath soaps, ate most of the food taking up space in the fridge, used all the energy she could... I think it was her plot for revenge or something. Fortunately, she let me run out of the house or have people over whenever I wanted, even with the shortest notice. A simple "I'm leaving" was okay with her. That was okay with me.
The hard thing is that Victor is back with his girlfriend. What I didn't explain in my other entry was that Victor had broken up with his girlfriend, and that's why we got a bit closer to each other than before. I'm regretting kissing him in a way because I want that again, but there is no way that will happen since he's with Molly again. It's hard, because I really had been falling for him, but I've forced myself to just think of him as my best friend again. I am sort of okay with that though. We've been through a lot together (parents divorcing, a death of a close friend) and our friendship is really important to me. I still can't help the shock that runs through me whenever his arm brushes against mine. Molly is really nice, but I guess that's what sort of bothers me about her - she's nice, and that's pretty much it. I don't know; I shouldn't say that, because I really don't know her even though I've spent an amount of time with her. Victor is such a character though... He really is, almost literally. We look like two cartoon characters when we walk down the street together. People take our picture nearly every day, telling us that "we look awesome." But other than his (and my) looks, he's a weirdy. And I am too, so it works.
Molly doesn't get our inside jokes. I've explained a few out of the hundreds (so she would stop looking at us like we were idiots) and she never does catch on... And not ALL of them are "you had to be there" stories. I'm glad I'm still on her good side though. She and Lucie used to be good buddies, and that's how she met Victor. But all of a sudden she started talking crap about Lucie so that friendship ended. Molly likes me though. I'm worried that one day she'll just snap though and find me as a threat to her relationship with Victor or something.
Victor and I had a conversation about movies on Thursday.
"I cried during the Lion King," I told him.
"Dude. Well... The Lion King's awesome."
"It is awesome - I mean, Ferris Bueller is Simba!"
"Wait... Really?"
"Yesss!"
"Ferris Bueller is awesome... Molly had never seen it before."
"What?"
"I know... So we had a movie night a couple days ago, because she's leaving to go to Mexico. I thought that'd be cool, 'cause I didn't want to just make out, you know?"
I started laughing and I had to control myself. It was a weeeird laugh. It was one of those girlish-and-sort-of-nervous laughs. I really didn't want to know that Victor and Molly made out. I didn't want to know that they hugged, really.
Last Saturday, Victor saw this guy who went to his school and ran up to him and hugged him. It was hilariously awesome. (That same guy Victor pounced on asked him if he was still with Molly. Victor said yeah, and then the guy said "I just thought..." while nudging toward me. Victor then replied, "Oh, that's Ophelia." The hard part is that I can't remember if he added a "just" in that sentence.)
My birthday was okay. I'm sixteen now, and that was the most exciting part. My mom made me a cake and let me have Lucie and Victor over. We watched Sweeney Todd. I love Mr. Todd.