23 Jan 2010 |
| Everyone lies, right? I mean it’s sort of part of the human nature. You just can’t really go without lying. Can't, but why in the world do they have to lie most often to me. I could use without all of the lies. It doesn’t help me at all really. Like the fact that in October, Kevin told me that he didn’t like me but yet he tried to kiss me under mistletoe at the winter dance a few days ago. This Christmas I would like to know the truth from now on. It’s coming in one day and I cannot wait. I don't really understand it myself, but I have always loved Christmas. I have always had really bad Christmases, and I have always looked forward to the disappointment. Even when I am opening the pair of socks that I had from my father I was always happy to have them. It seems to me that I always thought of the whole meaning of Christmas better than the holiday itself. There was also a dance on Christmas Eve for all who wanted to go. I was going to go. It was supposed to be an assignment anyhow. We were to be handed forms at the end of S. O. where we would be assigned a character to play during the dance. Even those who didn’t like dances knew that they couldn’t miss out on the chance to do this. It would be the best place to be for the entire school year it was rumored. Every class was pitching in for some last minute detail. Most girls would be wearing outfits fit for a ball, but I had my idea all ready to go. I would be wearing a very pale gold dress. Not a ball gown and not a really big and puffy princess one. It would be a very simple, normal dance, dress. One that was right between the big princess and the slinky cocktail. I was proud of myself for coming up with that, and when I ran it over with Dan he said that if I wasn’t his sister and saw me in that kind of thing ne would probably think that I was hot. I told him to please please please, never say anything like that ever again. He just laughed and went back to staring at Heidi. He really needed to get over her. No offense meant for him. I had asked him if he knew what Connor and Kevin would be wearing. He didn’t look very comfortable about that question but he told me that he didn’t know. There it was again, there was the lying. Why my life was so messed up sometimes, I really didn’t understand it at all. Back to present day. We were in S. O. and it was nearing the end of class. Everyone was super jittery and excited. I saw that Veeta, the German girl who didn’t even know what Christmas was, look at the clock every five seconds. Even Professor Gleek seemed even more annoyed than usual. Or was that just me? I could never tell. It was silent for about five seconds. Then Kevin stood up. It was normal for Kevin to be the one that broke the tension. He shouted, so that the whole class, that was crowded into the room, could hear. “Okay. We cannot wait so why don't you just give us our packets and we’ll be fine.” Professor Gleek seemed to weighing his options but then he said, “Fine. But, you're not allowed to tell any other teacher. Understood?” His lip curled up at the thought of anyone finding out what he did. He kept sneering as everyone filed up to his desk to get his or her pamphlet for the person that he or she was going to have to become. We found out that we would have to be on a date with someone and it looked as if they had tried to match us with people who we knew or liked. I, go figure, got matched with Connor. My god like, almost brother is who I got matched with. Again, a messed up life. It could have been worse. Here is some of the information that I had in my packet. My name would be Kaley Hoshen, I was from a rich family who owned a villa in New York, and I had no siblings and was in a relationship with Max Delmini (Connor). Wows. This would be an interesting dance. The bell rang just then, signaling everybody to scramble to pick up their books. We all rushed off to our different houses. I slowed down just slightly to tell Connor I would meet him at &:30 tonight. Heidi and I were back in our room by 6:20, something that neither of us had managed to do before which made us fall on our beds and laugh like maniacs for five minutes. Then I remembered someone else laughing like a maniac and I abruptly stopped Then we started to get dressed, me in my dress and Heidi in hers. When we were done Veeta came up and pronounced us schön, the German word for beautiful. Then she told us that we needed to do hair and makeup. She told me that my hair was to curly so we used her straightening iron and she said that Heidi’s hair was perfect and then she told us to both close our eyes so she could do our makeup. When she was done I flat out refused to open my eyes saying, “I know that I look horrible and you can’t tell me otherwise.” Then I felt a light nudge on my shoulder so I pointedly turned away from the mirrors. I opened my eyes to see Dan standing above me with a smile playing across his lips. “You may think that you look bad but I think that you look absolutely amazing. Why don't you look in the mirror?” I followed his advice, only because he was my brother. I saw an amazingly dazzling girl in the mirror. Veeta had done the best job bringing out my eyes and then making my completion rosy instead of the pale girl that I usually saw. I smiled as I went out to the living room and saw Connor there. When he looked around at me he just stared. That was a first. And it was funny. But I was struck dumb by his appearance. He looked even more godlike than usual, wearing a white tux. His eyes seemed to be enhanced by his outfit. But in a second I was fine again. He continued to stare at me throughout the walk to the gym which doubled as our dance area, seeing as we hardly ever used it except during training drills for S. O. We walked down the makeshift steps but as we entered I knew there was something wrong. Everyone was on the ground with black bags tied around there heads. Then I heard a female voice behind me say, “Hello Danielle. I see you have entered our little party.” Then I turned around and punched Arrabella as hard as I could in the stomach as hard as I could. |