First day of LLL Working Also known as (Tuesday)Any place where Dana, was ordering the rules was a place I did not want to be. And if that wasn't on the least of my problems. For once, Ross wasn't in the way, but that didn't leave out that I was moving, and I have best friends whom think we're going to create a restaurant together.
I could barely face them... Or speak to them. I didn't want to tell them, but I know I had too.
"Make yourself useful, and go buy the balloons I asked you to buy!" Dana yelled, friskier than usual after practically bullying a fellow class mate. She was never the least sympathetic to others. I was certain if someone actually set her down, she would be reassured she is not the Queen Bee of Jacksonville. Nor' will she ever be. I know how to put her back in her place anyway.
While I was standing watching Dana run her mouth to everyone, Ross came up into the view and surprised her with a kiss; Calming the beast down apparently, because she dropped her note pad, where she kept the list of decorations she wanted for the Prom Event.
I turned around, letting Ross and Dana be merry with each other. The only thing I was thrilled about, today was that I get to go home all day after this and be lazy.
My job was to be the "CO-" wall Visual Painter. I'm sure the people just through these things together, but I was glad because Ross was doing nothing, because that meant I had to do nothing. I was never devoted into doing this anyway.
"Uh... Maia..." The wannabee's came up to me, looking quizzical. "Are you going to do anything? You look like a zombie."
I was very irritated by the fact, they only talk when Dana isn't around. "Waiting for Ross, is all." I said taken aback, by their voices. They actually sound normal, and not like minions.
"We're really sorry for you," They both said. Despite my weird feelings, so did I.
"We all know you and Ross had something." One girl said. This was Anna talking. I knew their names, but minions were always so suitable for them. I told them me and Ross never had a thing, and they finally left me be. For one, I realized they weren't so bad. That's just how Dana wanted them to act... And just realizing this in my senior year... I felt aggravated.
"Ready to get to work!" Ross suddenly came into view, all cheery.
I nodded my head, acting thrilled when I really wanted to get the hell out. He started to grab the blue paint, and decided the walls were going to be blue, with purple swirls surrounding it. This was definitely a Dana action.
"Oh wow..." I mummbled, grabbing the paint brush, that was in the purple can, leaving Ross grinning at me. I followed his lead, and it was complete silence.
"How have you been..." Ross quickly flashed his head toward me and back to his focus. Well, if I could rule out the moving to California thing, leaving my best friends, watch Ross lock lips with an enemy, the hurt that Hailey must be feeling...I would be doing. "Just fine," I told him.
"Just, fine." He repeated. I rolled my eyes, with a smirk on my face. "How are you, anyway?" I asked with a warm heart.
"My dad, has been listening to me more. My mom... she's doing better too. They stopped trying for a baby..." He said all in three sentences. I was fortunate for him, because at the school report card pick up, his mom lost it. It was good to see his parents went from bitches, to understanding.
"That's great, Ross!" I said, being supportive. And we painted on.
On The Bus With Nina
I had always sat by the window. It came handy because I had an excuse not to look Nina in the eyes. "So are you coming, to the sleepover?" Nina asked. Nina had been celebrating that she had gotten into every school she applied to, and maybe Yale if she submitted her application. I was so happy for her. I applied to NYU to, even though I had my heart set on Yale. Doesn't everybody? Blair Waldorf did. She's my role model, when she's not acting like Dana LaDonna. Acting like the old me.
"Of course!" I told her hugging her. Even though I was happy for her, I could barely get off the subject of her sleepover. I was going to tell her after her sleepover. It really felt horrible inside, not to open up to them. I always told them everything... and If I just drop the bomb on them like my Dad did on me and Hailey, that thing about being best friends forever with Nina and Allie, has a 50 - 50 percent chance.
I couldn't handle that.
I felt like screaming, I was screaming, on the inside, and no one heard anything. It's getting bad again...
Coming Home To Hailey
I heard her. But she wasn't talking, nor hitting something. She was crying. Hailey had never cried since mom's funeral... and she told me she would never cry again. This must've been about Dad... and his decision. I kept my cries in since the day he told me. Plus I hadn't brushed my teeth yet that day, so It would've just been weird.
I tip toed up the stairs. I thought about what I was going to do while I walked down the hall to her room. Well I tried to open the door and tip my head in... it had been locked. "Hailey, open the door." It was a classic Hailey move. The cries had stopped.
Without question the door opened and she was smiling, showing no teeth. "Hey! You're early! Wanna watch The hunger games, again or something?"
I looked at her with a titled head and 'yea right' eyes, that were glaring straight at her.
"I'm not early. I'm late." I said."You don't have to shut me out Hailey. I'm still here."
A tear came back running out her eye. She tried to close the door, but I put my shoes in between the wood. "Whatever you're going through, I am too...You can talk to me."
"No I can't! Drop it, Maia! You don't know! You try to be mom, like everything's okay! You're freaking nuts! You don't know anything!" She eventually started to hurt my foot. I squeezed myself in, while she and I just stared at each other for a second. She was hurt. It was as clear as that, and I was off being Carrie at prom. I wouldn't say this was my first time budging into her room. I hugged her. I was hugging Hailey, and she actually clutched me back, huffing in cries. My sister needed me. I was never there for her after what happened... Now I am. Now, I had to be.
"Maia, I... I do want to be your sister."
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The Maia and Ross Diaries
Teen FictionIf you met Maia you'd think of her as the same as anyone you've ever met. The girl on the magazine, and for a while, just for a while she wanted to believe the same thing. But she was different. The young girl does lose something that makes a life f...