Clara's Diary (Completed!)

Chapter 32 (part 3)

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

HERE'S THE LAST PART, GUYS! WITH THIS, I'M WRAPPING UP FOR THE WEEK. YEAH...I'M WRITING PRETTY SLOW, NOW.

The last thing I remember before blacking out is this guy helping me up. I don't even remember who he was! The next thing I knew, I was on my couch in the hall, with Julie sitting next to me, a sober expression on her face.

Oh Lola! Tell me I'm dreaming!! If I am, this is certainly the worst nightmare EVER! If not...

So when I got up, Julie just told me that someone (probably the same dude who helped me) had called her and asked her to get to my house ASAP! But when she arrived, there was absolutely NOBODY around!

She asked me what had happened, and, reluctantly, I told her:

Okay, so the last time you heard from me, someone was knocking on the toilet door. It was Margaret, and as soon as I opened the door, she puked. Please don't ask me to elaborate on that, Lola.

I made my way out of the restroom nervously. The first person I saw was Dan. A bad sign most definitely.

"Having fun?"

He asked innocently. I didn't know what to say and so I retaliated by shoving my present into his arms.

"I'll make sure NEVER to wear this!"

He cried out after me, and this was followed by the irritating laughter of his cronies. Ignoring them, I walked back to the punch table and sat down there, fuming.

After some time, Mark came up with Veronica clinging onto his arm. He looked really tired. He poured himself some punch. Then he poured out a glass for Veronica. He looked at me and said, smiling,

"Want a glass?"

I nodded unsuspectingly. At that very unfortunate moment, I bent down to sneeze (that must have been when he slipped something into my drink) and when I got back up, he was holding a glass out to me graciously.

Dan was watching from a distance with an evil grin on his face. I probably should have taken that as a kind of warning, but I just downed the juice in one gulp.

Then everything went hazy. I really don't remember just how badly I embarrassed myself, Lola, but knowing me, if I accidentally spilled any of my secrets, I'm dead meat!

Julie left an hour ago, after a few consoling words. She seemed too shocked to say anything else and I don't blame her.

All I can say is that I'm glad my mom was called away all of a sudden (she left a note taped to the refrigerator saying that her sister was ill and that she had to see her immediately)

Because if mom had been here, she would have gone MAD! And I'm really grateful to the person who brought me home, whoever it was. I think it may have been Aaron...hmm...

So... it's two thirty now, and I'm dreading school the day after tomorrow. I'm gonna lock myself up at home tomorrow and not show my face anywhere. Oh my god, Lola, I'm sooo scared!!!

NOTE TO SELF: NEVER EVER ACCEPT A DRINK FROM ANYONE EXCEPT JULIE AGAIN!

RESOLUTION: GO TO SLEEP ON TIME, BECAUSE STAYING UP AIN'T HELPING ME!

OUTFIT WORN TODAY: ELABORATED IN GREAT DETAIL...

HOMEWORK: THERE WAS NO SCHOOL, WHICH IMPLIES THAT THERE WAS NO HOMEWORK

HA HA...I HOPE I'VE LEFT YOU ALL WONDERING WHAT THE HELL SHE DID AT THE POOL PARTY! WELL, YOU'LL HAVE TO WAIT FOR A WEEK NOW.

TILL THEN, I'M SERIOUSLY OUT OF IDEAS NOW (I HAVE THE ENDING PREPARED, ANYHOW) SO PLEASE, PLEASE, LEAVE YOUR SUGGESTIONS.. BYEEEE!