Authors: Jorie Saldanha
CoolCatAnita:
Why would they want to listen to me?
CoolCatAnita:
They don’t like me very much
Giggles4ever:
Is there some show at our school that the girls would watch along with the rest of the school?
CoolCatAnita:
I don’t think so
Giggles4ever:
There’s got to be something
CoolCatAnita:
But what?
Giggles4ever:
When would Lena be most vulnerable?
Giggles4ever:
When she wouldn’t have time to make sure you weren’t around to bother her
CoolCatAnita:
When she’s cheering
Giggles4ever:
Is there any time that they show movies or something while they’re cheering
I know, you’re probably yelling at me for not realizing I can do it the same time that I play Tom’s clips. Well, I didn’t figure that out until just now. Sorry, I’m a little slow when I’m excited about something.
CoolCatAnita:
Yes!
Giggles4ever:
What?
Giggles4ever:
Hello?
Giggles4ever:
Anita?
CoolCatAnita:
The honor’s night game!
Giggles4ever:
The what?
CoolCatAnita:
Right before the game, the team shows
CoolCatAnita:
Wait
Giggles4ever:
What? What are you talking about?
CoolCatAnita:
Never mind. It won’t work
CoolCatAnita:
Forget about it
Giggles4ever:
What else can you do?
Giggles4ever:
I can’t think of anything
CoolCatAnita:
Neither can I.
CoolCatAnita:
I’ll figure something out though. Don’t even worry about it
Giggles4ever:
Okay
CoolCatAnita:
Well, I’ve got to go. Bye, and thanks
Giggles4ever:
No problem, go get her!
Giggles4ever:
Bye
CoolCatAnita:
Bye (Signed off)
You’re probably wondering why I acted as if that plan didn’t work and didn’t explain it. Right? Well, even though this girl did tell me about some very good information against Lena, she still might tell somebody my plan. So if she doesn’t know what I’m going to do, or who I am, there’s no way it can get linked back to me. Get it? I know, I’m brilliant. You don’t have to tell me…Well, tell me anyway. Come on, praise me! Well, if you don’t want to that’s fine. After all I’ve told you, haven’t we bonded at all? Guess not. Well, whatever. I still have to find a way to get to Lena. You know, get the information. A plan is nothing without having anything to back it up with. It looks like my next stop is Adam’s house and then I should go and find Lena. The only thing I have to do is get the info! That’s it! Aren’t you proud of me? Well, you should be.
Chapter 13
Dreams
Dreams…well lately, my dreams have been really weird. I had this dream the other night that I was in a field and Adam was at the end of it. I kept running and running towards him, but no matter what I did I couldn’t get to him. The closer I thought I was getting, the farther away I actually was. Then, suddenly, he stopped getting farther and farther away. I was able to get to him, but when I got there he was with a girl that I didn’t recognize. She looked like a major criminal that had just gotten out of prison. He waved and took the girl’s hand, extending it towards me. She had a ring on her finger. I couldn’t stop staring at it. Then I seemed to fall into the ring, and I just keep falling and falling. Just when I was about to hit rock bottom, I woke up. What kind of a freakish dream is that? I would much rather have dreams about me going to school naked. Well, ok, those are good dreams…heehee, I’m just kidding… sort of. The dream that I really wished I’d had was how to get Adam out of the problem that he was going through. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve gone over it in my head. No matter what I do, I can’t seem to find a way to fix it. It’s just not working. I don’t know what to do about it either. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking. I’m weird that way. You don’t care about what I’m thinking you just want me to get my revenge on Tom and Lena. Right? Just say yes, even if I’m not right. Humor me. Well, I think it’s best that I go over and talk to Adam about how I’m feeling first.
I walked up to Adam’s…er…Hank’s doorstep and rang the doorbell. I looked around. Nothing seemed to stir inside the house. Odd. I rang the doorbell again. Then I heard a huge thump from up above. It sounded like someone had fallen. Then the door opened. There stood Hank, in a pair of pajama bottoms, without a shirt on. Wow! That’s pretty much all I can say…Wow.
“Hi…” Hank said combing his hands though his hair in a very Adam-like manner.
“Uh,” was all that I could say.
“Sorry, I would have thrown a shirt on, but I just woke up when you rang the doorbell.” He looked at my face, then down at his body. He kind of blushed and then tried to regain his composure the way that I couldn’t.
“Uh…”
“Well.” Hank laughed to himself with a look of discomfort in his eyes, “Let me go get Adam for you.” He left the door open for me, as I walked in. I’d never been inside Hank’s house before. It was amazingly clean. To tell the truth, it really didn’t look like anyone lived there. The house was completely bare. The only things that occupied the empty room were boxes.
“Still haven’t unpacked yet?” I asked.
“Uh…” Hank bit his lip, “I guess you could say that.” He headed up the stairs.
“Okay,” I was able to at least pick my tongue off of the floor before Adam showed up.
“I’ll be right back.” Hank said. He headed up the spiraling stairs. I heard mumbling voices. One belonged to Hank, he was whispering in a scolding tone. Adam’s voice escalated into an angry roar. Then I heard Hank raise his voice a little. I couldn’t make out what he was saying.
“Ash!” I heard Adam say as he descended the stairs towards me. Sadly, he was fully dressed in a plain white t-shirt and pajama bottoms. DARN!
“Hi. Are you and Hank having problems?” I asked.
“Nah. He just wants me to do something that I’m not ready to do, that’s all. How are you?” He gave me a big bear hug.
“What do you mean? What does Hank want you to do?” I looked at him curiously.
“Nothing. Never mind. It’s not a big deal. So how are you?” Adam continued.
“Does it have anything to do with Hank letting you live with him permanently? Like, as in adoption?” I asked with excitement.
“No,” Adam gave me a confused look. “What would give you an idea like that?”
“I don’t know,” I replied with a disappointed tone. “If that’s not what it is, then what is it?”
“It’s nothing. Now will you please drop it?” Adam’s eyes turned hard and serious.
“Fine.” I looked away because the harshness of his eyes creeped me out!
“Thanks, so how are you for the third time?” Adam grabbed my hand.
“Still upset about our last face to face meeting.” I answered.
“Awwww. Come on, don’t be like that.” He nuzzled my neck.
“Whoa. Slow down, cowboy. Can’t we ever just talk?”
“Yeah, but why can’t I show you that I care, and why can’t you just forgive me for once?”
“What do you mean?”
“You drag arguments out until I can’t even remember what they were about anymore.” Adam laughed, combing his hand through his tousled hair.
“I didn’t know that’s how you felt. I’ll try and watch for that. Anyway, I do forgive you, but I just don’t like that you jump me the minute you see me.”
“Whoa. Hold on. I’m jumping you?” Adam stood up straighter.
“That’s what it feels like to me.”
“Well, I’m sorry. I’ll try to keep my slimy hands off of you,” Adam joked.
“Very funny!” I chided back.
“Why did you come over here anyway?” He asked me.
“Well…I wanted to know what it is you wanted to tell me last night.” I lied.
“Oh, well…that was really…” Adam’s eyes shifted around the room behind me.
“What?” I asked searching for his eyes to look at mine.
“I can’t really remember.” He smiled at me, but I wasn’t buying it. “No, really, I can’t remember.”
“What makes you think that I’m going to let you off that easy?” I asked.
“The fact that I’m never going to answer your question.”
“And why not?” I asked indignantly.
“I already told you,” Adam grinned. “I don’t remember.”
“Okay,” I answered. “Well, you know how we were talking about getting back at Tom?”
“Sure, what about it?” Adam walked me into the kitchen.
“Well, I know how we can get back at Lena too! You know, hitting two birds with one stone. Or like a two for the price of one deal.”
Adam’s eye lit up. “Oh, like the sales that they have at Bath and Body Works!” I looked at him with a surprised and amused look on my face. Adam looked at his feet, “But I wouldn’t know anything about that.”
“Mmmhmmm,” I smirked.
“So,” He cleared his throat. “Do you really think we should mess with such an evil couple?”
“What do you mean couple?” I asked.
“They’re going out now. Didn’t you know that? I’m a guy, and I know that,” Adam said.
“I didn’t know that. How long has that been going on?”
“For... a while,” Adam told me.
“Well, okay then. Anyway, what do you think of getting both Lena and Tom?”
“What do you plan on doing so we can get back at Lena too?
“Well…here’s what I think we should do. I think that we should not only make a DVD of all of Tom’s basketball flubs, but also of Lena doing something against the Cheerleader code.”
“And an example of that would be…?” Adam gestured for me to elaborate.
“Well, I was chatting with some girls who have a bone to pick with Lena. They all know for a fact that she is completely fake in every aspect of her anatomy, and…”
“Whoa! Way too much information.” Adam put his fingers into his ears as if to tell me he wasn’t listening anymore.
“Very cute.” I plucked his fingers out of his ears. “She also dated Jill and Liz’s brothers. Not only that, but she also has been embezzling money from the cheerleading funds and using it for herself while giving cheering secrets to our rivals!”
“No!” Adam said with mock surprise and interest. “The Panthers?”
“You’re making fun of me?” I scrunched my nose.
“No!” Adam started laughing at me. “It’s just that…Well, come on. Embezzling, huh? You make it sound like these chicks work for wall street or something!”
“Are you listening to me? This is our ticket to get back at Lena.”
“You’re kidding, right? How are we supposed to get back at Lena? Just because she MIGHT have done this doesn’t mean that she has. You talked to some random girls on the Internet. They could have been old men with and open robe in women’s underwear surfing the net for a young girl to flirt with before Matlock reruns were on TV!”
“Ewwww!” I shuddered, continuing, “How do you know about that kind of gross stuff?”
“My Uncle Bob.” Adam shrugged, grabbing an apple out of the refrigerator and taking a huge bite out of it.
“Seriously, does everyone have an Uncle Bob? I don’t think there’s a single family that doesn’t have a Bob in the family!”