This is the new Julie:
I go to parties and to the club, I have lots of friends, and I hang with lots of boys. I am fashionably rude. I am a person that people like, that I like.I've stopped being scared and shy.
No more miss nice girl.
No more miss boring.
From now on I am queen of the world.
That starts now. In this very moment, as I am calling Emma, my friend." hello?" She answers " Julie, are you there?" She asks
" yeah, sorry" I said
" we're on our way to the airport now, are you on your way?" She asks.Here it goes..
" I'm not going" I say. My voice is small and hesitant. I need to speak louder.
" I'm sick" I almost yelled.
" oh" she says, sounding kind of relieved. " what have you got?" She asks.
" I've got the flu, like really bad, I have a fever and I'm constantly throwing up" I say, trying to sound convincing.
" throwing up?" She ask
Ok, mabye that was a little too much. Do you even throw up, when you have the flu? Well, there is no turning back now." yeah, I was coughing constantly last night and then suddenly... I just threw up"
" oh, poor you, I hope you feel better" she said and it actually sounded like she felt bad.
" thanks, I'll see you when camp is over?" I asked
" yeah, bye"
"Bye"I jumped up and down.
I actually managed to convince her.
Now I just have to convince mom and dad.
I hear my mom from the bathroom. She washes her hands, the door opens and I get ready to tell her." Emma called, her mother had mixed up the time when the plane leaves. It doesn't leave until two." I say
" two?!" Mom says panicking a little.
" but don't worry, they are coming to pick me up, so you can just go"From the living room I hear dad walking towards us.
" we can catch a later plane" he says
" no! I'll be fine, really! You can go" I said trying to convince them not to stay." fine, but stay away from the stove, we don't want you burning the whole apartment down" she says.
They start gathering their things and soon they are out the door.
" bye honey, we love you" they say on the way out.
" bye, have fun" I smile
" we'll call you every other day, okay? So you better pick up, when we call you" she warns me.
" yeah I will, bye" I hear them leave.It gets quiet. I'm in the mood for a bath, with the door open, and music on in the living room.
But first I need to makes a list over all the things I need to get done. A week is a short period of time to stop being so fucking blind.______________________________
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The week of summer. Shawn Mendes
Teen FictionJulie has fooled her mom and dad. They think she is going to camp, but they are wrong. For one week, she is going to be home alone and do exactly what she wants. Get drunk, get a tattoo, drive a car, and get to know new people. And she does get to k...