Dear journalthingy. Gina said sorry. She said sorry. And she said hello to me today in the hall in a friendly tone. Gina is being nice to me. I feel like I left earth. I am shocked. We actually had a nice conversation in dance committee. She sat beside me and asked how my day was. This is weird. She is making an effort to be my friend. My dad asked me who wouldn't want to be my friend. Dads. Always trying to be supportive. Why I will never know. On the plus side Blair promised to tell Quinn and me the theme for her Halloween party. FINALLY! I can actually attempt to help her plan it. Instead of just throwing ideas at her and her telling me 'maybe' every single time. Okay, I may be over reacting. It has only been a week or 2 since she said we could help. Now that I think about it I have had an action packed 2 weeks! What am I doing sitting writing in an assignment journal? I'm going to live my action packed life! See ya journalthingy!
Angela closed the journal and set it on her desk. Panther quickly jumped onto her lap expecting a snuggle. Panther turned out to be quite a snuggle and love hungry cat. Unlike most. Her aunt Lucy used to have cats before she was promoted to travel writer. Those cats didn't cuddle. They wanted to be left alone and sleep on your face at their leisure. Angela remembered those cats vaguely from when she was little and it was Angela and her dad that had to come to see her instead of the other way around. Angela absent-mindedly pats the cat on her lap and thought about those other cats. She wondered what happened to Doris and Dave. Those were the cat's names. They were siblings her aunt had rescued. She found them all alone in the ally of a hardware store a few years before Angela had been born from what she heard. Her aunt picked them up and took them to the vet to be checked. Once they were given a clean bill of health she brought them home and the rest was history. Until now. Angela left a sticky note on her desk simply stating 'ask aunt about Doris and Dave' and looked at Panther, then to the clock on the wall.
"Well its time for breakfast huh Panther?"
She set the cat down and headed downstairs, cat hot on her heals.
"So… what?" Blair teased
"You know what." Angela glared
"You know… hype is a good thing." Blair stated
"Or a bad thing. Building all this hype and I could be let down…"
"Ange… shut up."
"So?" Quinn sat down
"So… what?" Blair repeated
"Don't listen or fall for that Quinn. She played that card two minutes ago." Angela glared at her friend again
Blair smiled cheekily.
"Really Blair? I thought you were better than that." Quinn smiled
"So… the theme is…" Blair ignored her friends teasing tone and started to tell the information
The two others leaned in
"Hey guys" Jeremy said
"HEY!" Angela and Quinn glared at the offending Jeremy with the look of annoyance and slight anger evident.
"Sorry! Gosh." He held up his hands in surrender. "What's going on?"
"I was about to tell them the theme for my annual Halloween party…"
"When you rudely interrupted" Angela glared at Jeremy some more
"Ange? What are you doing? Pretending to be medusa and turn him to stone?" Blair questioned.
"If only." Angela stated as she rolled her eyes. Quinn laughed at the look on 'poor' Jeremy's face.
"Angela! I am shocked! To even think you would say that! I did not know you could be so cruel." He said jokingly.
"Obviously you don't know me that well" Angela smiled evilly
"Anyhow… party theme. Blair. Go." Quinn redirected the conversation back on topic.
"Yes. Lets get on with it." Angela said
"Okay. The theme is… 'Ghost town'" she smiled
Angela tilted her head and then the crazy good ideas to pair with that theme rushed into her brain. "That's a great idea actually! Good work Blair!"
"I'm glad you like it Ange. If you didn't I'd have to fire you and I don't want to do that." Blair smiled
"Its kinda brilliant actually." Quinn said. "Not many would think of that theme. But tons of room for a large scare factor"
"Thank you! I thought of it while my dad was watching an old Wild West movie."
"Well I think its good. Amazing even." Angela said.
"Thanks Blair. You have decided my costume for me." Jeremy jumped in
"Do we want to know?" Quinn asked
"The boy part is fitting." Blair said
"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?" he glared
"Take a hint buddy." Ange added
"I feel you guys ganging up on me." He said
"We are." The three said in union.
"Well. I guess I know who NOT to hang out with."
"I'm home!" Angela called out as she entered her house.
"In the kitchen" she heard her dad call out.
She walked into the kitchen and saw her dad cutting some vegetables. But something felt off. Angela could tell. She just… didn't know what.
"What's going on dad?"
"Nothing much, Angie. How was school?"
"Good. Blair told us the theme for her party."
"What is it?"
"Ghost town… aint that an unusual one."
"You're telling me. But… I like it. Its new"
"That it is."
"How y'all going to accomplish that?"
"With are amazing creativity I assume."
"I like that tone of action."
"Dad, what's going on? Really going on?"
"I'm proud of you. You know that, right?"
"Yes. I know."
"Good. Angie, I'm I doing a good job?"
"At being a parent."
"Why are you asking?"
"Because, I saw some show… let it gets into my head."
"Coming from the guy who only watches movies and the news."
"Nothing else to do. And it was a special done by the news, thank you very much."
"Okay, okay. Your point?"
"It just showed a girl, around your age, raised by her dad. And she got into some stuff… and the dad blames himself and his parenting."
"Is that what's bothering you?" there was a pause. "Dad, you're doing just fine."
"Its just I didn't give you a normal life. And maybe it was a bad thing. Bringing you along maybe wasn't a good thing. Not growing up with a family."
"Dad, growing up may have not been normal by no means. But I did grow up with a family. And I have great memories. I mean how many kids get to say they built their first snowman in Paris and woke up the next morning in Spain? I grew up with a big dysfunctional tour family. And I am okay."
"Yes. I grew up with a loving dad and aunt. And I couldn't be happier."
"But I did mess up a lot."
"Dad, your not going to go up if you ride the escalator backwards."
"You sound like me."
"I am your daughter."
"So you're not going to go insane and become a serial killer?"
"Okay. What were you watching?"
"No, I have no deep desire to kill people because of your parenting."
"That makes me feel better."
Journalthingy. Hey! So now I know Blair's theme. So, here are my ideas. Ignore this.
white garbage bags tied on large sticks in the yard to be ghosts
tumble weeds. Those scream no ones around
spider webs are needed
graveyard is always a must. Just saying
don't worry about food. Chef Quinn is in charge
think of some kind of activity to do. May seem lame but needed
ask Blair what she came up with so I can elaborate.
skulls. Plastic skulls.
cactuses. Or is it cacti? Ask someone to check.
Sound good? I think so. I hope Blair thinks so.
The phone rang. She looked over to the phone beside her and reached for it.
"Hello?" she said to the other end
"Hey… Angela!" it was… Gina?
"What are you calling for?"
"I just called to tell you that Alice called earlier and because no one signed up for the movie-goers club at school, we get a quarter of the funding!"
"Okay… how much is a quarter?"
"About seventy five dollars."
"That brings the total too?"
"Three hundred and twelve."
"Anyhow, since we are both in charge of decorations and we so far have a total of a hundred and four we could go around to stores and start looking for ideas on the weekend."
"I was thinking Sunday. Is that okay?"
"Sure. Meet at west ridge mall at eleven?"
"sounds good. See you then."
"bye" Angela said as she hung up. She shook her head and noticed the time and decided to head to bed.
so, if anyone has any ideas or suggestions for this story to better it (plot or anything else) just review. i'm always open to sugestions.