That night, after the party was over, I laid on my bed thinking about Travis for the second time in the last week or so. It was just spin the bottle I thought to myself. "Maybe," said a voice in my head "but why, then, were you jealous when he kissed Eloise?"
I'm getting really tired of Aphrodite talking in my head. I'm starting to feel like a schizophrenia patient.
"I wasn't jealous" I said out loud. Thank gods I have a private room. Otherwise my siblings would probably think I'm crazy.
Suddenly, in a puff of smoke, Aphrodite appeared at the foot of my bed.
"Oh really? Then why were you thinking about him?" I scowled. "Go away. I wasn't." "Oh Katie. You can say whatever you want, dear, but I know the truth. You are in love with Travis Stoll."
I could argue with her, but she seems pretty stubborn on that subject. "Ons thing though," I say. "Even IF I did love Travis, I'm not IN LOVE with him. In love is when two people love each other. I know he doesn't love me."
"Oh, dear Katie, you make me sad." What now? "Why do I make you sad?"
"Because you have NO self confidence, honey. Why couldn't Travis love you? Who's to say he doesn't already? You're wonderful, sweetie. Even if you don't see it, other people do. Don't doubt yourself so much." and with a kiss on the cheek, the goddess disappeared.
