I had trouble sleeping that night. Well, more than other nights. I was too busy thinking about Imogen. I couldn't believe it. Actually, now that I think about it, her liking me is more confusing than her liking girls. I mean, she's so, herself. And expressive and gorgeous.
I called Beca, even though it was the middle of the night. Of course her phone is off. I heard the message we recorded on her 13th birthday,
"Hi. Its Beca, you know what to do. Wait, how do I stop it. How do I-oh never mind. I'll re-record it later." Kellin and I trying to hold back our laughing. I guess she forgot to re-record it. When I heard the beep I just hung up. I know she doesn't check her voice messages.
I heard footsteps coming down the hall accompanying the sound of my mums voice. I couldn't make out what she was saying but it sounded angry. I quickly closed my eyes and urged myself to sleep.
"Andi, Andi! Wake up!" My mum yelled followed by the sound of my door bursting open.
When my mum saw that I wasn't in bed still, the look on her face was priceless.
"Hi mum." I said from the other side of the room on my beanbag chair.
"Uh, hi... how?-"
"I woke up early" I cut her off.
"Okay then. Anything at school you'are excited about?"
"You could say that" my face broadened into a smile thinking about Imogen balancing a spoon on her nose.
"OK then. Off you go, I love you. Wait Andi... um, don't go into town or anything after school. OK?" She said, her eyes dulling down a little bit. I frowned, but quickly said "OK, bye, love you" I stood up from my beanbag chair and grabbed my bag, as I walked pass I kissed her on the cheek. I skipped down the hall and called out "bye mum!"
As I stepped foot onto the fresh, wet, green grass of the school grounds, I felt totally different to the way I did yesterday. Today I actually wanted to see everyone.
"Hey Andi!" Beca called down the hall near the library. I was at my locker and she had just come up the stairs from the first floor of the school.
"Are you ready to do our English presentation?" I nodded and she pulled me down the stairwell and into the girls bathroom.
"I have your costume, here, yours is the evil queen one right?" She asked holding out a dark purple dress with black lacing in the back and long, wispy black sleeves.
"Do we really have to wear these B?" I whined.
"Yeah we do. It won't be that bad."
When we walked out of the cubicles and saw each others appearances we laughed and said, in unicen
"Oh, it's that bad" I looked myself over in the small square mirror of the English block bathroom. I had briefly seen this costume before but I didn't pay much attention to it. It was a dark floor-length strapless dress, with long wispy black sleeves. It came with two thick black satin ribbons, one for my hair and one tied around my waist. Because the dress was floor-length I just wore my converse knee-highs. I could not be bothered wearing those high heeled boots that came with the outfit. We folded our uniforms and put them in our locker then left around the corner to the English class.
