Written in the Stars (2 page)

Back to talking about Italy, there’s one more thing I wanted to tell you before I go to bed and try to forget the horror Erin put me through. A couple of summer ago, my dad, mom, and I went camping on a deserted island. It was probably the coolest thing we’ve ever done. It took us half of a day to get there by boat, but it was worth the trip. My mom fell in love with the island and begged my dad to buy it for her. He’s been saving ever since, and I haven’t told him yet, but so have I. My mom deserves anything and everything she wants because she never thinks of herself. She always put other people before her and helps everyone she can. When I get old enough, we’re going to travel around the world so we can help people with whatever they need help with. Like building a house, medicine, shoes, clean water, whatever. I can’t wait.

KKHH

March 8th

I had to get up extremely early for tennis practice with my dad, and then I have a tournament right after. My dad started teaching me how to play tennis when I learned how to walk. He used to be on his high school tennis team, and is very proud that I received some of his talent. We play together every chance we get, which isn’t very much since my dad’s a pilot and is usually gone a week at a time. I love the time I get to spend with my dad, but it’s like having to get to know each other all over again. That’s why we don’t talk very much during our tennis time because once we start, we don’t stop. Well, that, and because he loves to embarrass me any way he can while we’re in public, and it’s usually at the tennis courts where everyone can see us. He drives me crazy, but I play along and one day I’ll be able to turn it around and make him look stupid. I’ve been practicing my pranks on Erin, so it’s almost time for a little payback for my dad. Next to tennis I also love to run, and I’m on the track team at school. It took a lot of practice, but I’m finally winning some of my races. Well, Dad is waving his tennis racket in front of my face, so I guess it’s time to show him up at tennis.

KKHH

March 8th 9:30 am

After beating my dad six out of seven matches, he finally gave up, and since he is doing such a great job at collecting all the balls he hit over the fence while acting like a lunatic, I have time to tell you about my cousin Mario. He’s a couple years older than me, and my best friend in Italy. We’re very competitive and that always starts when he and
Nonna picks us up from the airport. Whoever draws the most attention by delivering the more dramatic “hello” in the airport wins, usually he wins, but this year I have something so dramatic that I know I’m going to win. I’m also going to win our family race from Nonna’s to the beach that he always wins. But I’m a lot faster this year, so the candy-filled trophy cup will finally be mine. Unless Greta wins it…LOL…Greta is Mario’s sister, but we definitely don’t have the same relationship that Mario and I have. Greta is more like my arch nemesis. I have no idea why she hates me, but she does.

Dad’s finally back…until later.

KKHH

April 15th 4:56 pm

Wow, I can’t believe the last time I wrote was over a month ago. Honestly, I’m surprised I wrote that many days in a row. I must have had a lot to say. Lately, I’ve been crazy busy with school, tennis, track, and just life. I just got back from a track meet where I finally beat one of the faster runners in our town. That was the good part of my day; the bad part was when I had to once again remind Chris Stuart that I can’t date and even if I could, I would never date him. I didn’t tell him that part, but I’m about to because he’s driving me crazy. He never takes “no” for an answer and is always following me around. We used to be really good friends and now I don’t even like being around him. Thank God I get to meet the guy I’m madly in love with soon so he can take my mind off all this craziness.

Maybe if I chant Geoff’s name I can go to my happy place where Chris isn’t allowed. Geoff Mann, Geoff Mann, Geoff Mann…yep, it’s working.

KKHH

May 5th

I’ve decided since I’m not good at the everyday writing thing I’m only going to write when anything exciting happens, or when I’m scared, like now. I’m sitting in a hospital room watching my mom sleep, and trying not to cry because I have no idea what’s wrong with her. She keeps telling me she has the flu and makes me leave the room whenever the doctor comes in to talk to her. I really wish my dad was here because I’ve never been this scared before, but he’s somewhere in Europe, trying to get back. I’ve been begging God to let me take her place, to let me be sick instead because I’m younger and stronger so I know I can handle whatever is wrong with her better, but I guess He’s busy with someone else because He’s not listening. I’ve never seen my mom this sick before, and I hope I never have to see it again. A nurse just walked in so it’s time for me to leave again…

KKHH

May 25th

First, my mom is feeling a lot better. I guess it was just the flu and I couldn’t be happier to know she’s going to be okay. It was really, really, scary to see her in the hospital and I thank God it’s over, and that He answered my prayers and made her better. He made her better because He knows that I would completely lost without her and that I need her down here more than He does up there. Now the excited part of this entry…Today is going to be the best day of my life! I can feel it. The concert is only ten hours away and I can’t wait. I am going to be in the front row doing everything I can to make sure Geoff notices me, and no matter what anyone else there thinks, he is going to be singing only to me. I can’t wait to see his baby blues looking directly into my emerald greens.

Erin spent the night last night so we didn’t get a lot of sleep; we were up all night making posters and she is still sleeping. I don’t see how she can still be sleeping with the concert of our lives only hours away. I couldn’t sleep if the Sand Man himself slapped me in the face with a ton of sand. I am too excited about seeing Geoff.

I just thought of something. Last year, someone did science project for school about peeing in your sleep. Weird, I
know, but I never found out what the outcome of it was, so the scientist in me thinks I should do the experiment right now, and I’m going to use Erin as my lab rat. So here is what I have to do; get a bowl of warm water, very carefully stick her hand into the bowl without waking her up, and then I guess wait for her to pee while she’s sleeping. I know what I am about to do is not very best friend-like, but it’s for the good of science so it can’t be that bad, right? I’ll let you know the results.

Okay, so she didn’t pee, but she did get really mad. It was funny; she said she was never going to spend the night at my house again. We both know that’s a lie; she practically lives at my house. She doesn’t get along with her parents very well; they fight a lot. She says it’s because she is the only girl and the oldest so they don’t understand what she has to go through. We don’t ever fight here – okay maybe we do – but only when my parents are wrong about my life, which is a lot more than you would think. They always say it’s because they love me and that is the reason they don’t let me do certain things, or – this one is better – I’m not old enough yet. Compared to whom? That’s the question I asked once and got in a lot more trouble so I won’t be doing that anymore. Erin wrote in lipstick on my bathroom mirror that she is going to pay me back when I least expect it. I can’t wait. She’s not very good at tricks, and that makes her really mad since I am the queen of tricks. It pays to have a fun and crazy dad as a mentor. We’re going to have breakfast. Talk to you later.

KKHH

Same Day….Concert only three hours away….

It is only an hour away from us leaving for the concert and Erin is still in the bathroom getting ready. She’s been in there for two hours already, and I’m pretty sure there is no more room on her face for makeup, and she already used all the hairspray, so what else can she be doing? It only took me forty-five minutes to get ready, and that’s including a shower in that time. Erin always tells me that not everyone was blessed with such a natural beauty like mine. Did I ever tell you she needs glasses, but she doesn’t wear them because she thinks they are too nerdy and she’s blind as a bat without them? If I had half of what she has, I would be happy. Finally, she’s done. Well I’m off to meet my future husband. I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow because it will be really late when I get home.

KKHH

I know I said I would wait until tomorrow to write about the concert, but it was so amazing I can’t wait to tell you everything and since it’s about three in the morning, technically it’s tomorrow, so we’re good. 

Last night was by far the best night of my life. It was so magically amazing that I could die one very happy, satisfied-with-life girl now. (I don’t really want to die, because if I did, I wouldn’t be able to marry Geoff in a few years, but you get the point.) Everything that happened was like a fairy tale and if I wasn’t there I wouldn’t believe it myself, but I was, and it was (sigh)…it was (sigh)…I don’t know what it was, but it was really, really, extremely out–of-this-world good, and I’m still floating on Cloud Nine, and even more head over heels in love with Geoff. I
t’s scary how perfect he is, and how madly, crazy in love I am with him!!!  I LOVE HIM!!!

Back to last night…When we arrived, there had to be thousands of people standing in line waiting to get in, but we weren’t one of them. My mom flashed her ID at one of the security guards and then we were led to the VIP room that had all-you-can-eat food and drinks, and some very important-looking people, and a lot of cameras, but no Geoff. Erin and I
tried to mingle, but we were the only ones under the age of twenty and we didn’t mesh well with anyone, so we just ate a lot of desserts and drank soda. My heart literally stopped every time someone walked into the room. I thought it was Geoff, but he never came in. We stayed in the VIP room until we heard the opening band start playing, and then we were escorted by a security guard and a man in a fancy suit to our front row seats. Erin and I both felt very important, almost like we were celebrities; it was cool. The concert, of course, was amazing, and after Geoff smiled directly at me a few times, I started getting hate looks from girls around me; that was awesome. Then the same security guard and fancy suit man came and got us just as Geoff was waving goodbye to crowd one last time. They led us past all the girls waiting for the meet and greet and stuck us in a room that looked like a mini-apartment. I’m not going to lie; at first, I was really upset because I wanted to be at the meet and greet like promised, so I just slumped in a chair and tried not to cry as I watched my mom and the lady who gave us all the tickets talk. But then I found out who that lady was, and I almost fainted because she was Geoff’s mom! I guess she and my mom grew up together. My mom said she told me many times about her, but I never listened. I don’t think she ever told me, because I would have never forgotten the fact that my mom was friends with Geoff Mann’s mom, but I’ll let it go for now. Anyways, just as the shock of meeting my future mother-in-law started leaving, the door opened, my mouth dropped, and I froze in place staring – no, gawking – at Geoff while he walked towards us. I watched as he kissed his mom, and said “hello” to mine, and then he turned to me and introduced himself. I have no idea how I kept standing and was completely embarrassed when he had to ask for his hand back after shaking mine. It’s safe to say I was in major star struck mode, and I had no idea how to get out of it. Geoff did most of the talking since I couldn’t get my mouth to close from the gawking position, let alone have words come out of it, and I was afraid to say anything since all I could think of was, “I love you, please marry me. Can I have a lock of your hair?” You know, crazy stalker fan comments, and since I got lost in his beautiful blue eyes, I barely heard anything he said and I’m pretty sure I answered every question he had with a “yes,” even if it wasn’t a yes or no question. Most would think that my meeting with Geoff was an exploding bomb of a mess since I froze up, but not to me. I got to feel his hand in mine, looked deep into his blue eyes, and felt his breath on my face when he talked to me. And then, as if he couldn’t have stolen my heart any more than he already has, he kissed me on the cheek right before we had to leave, at which my mom literally had to drag me out of the room. (sigh)

I still can’t believe all my dreams
are actually coming true and I got to meet the one person my heart belongs too. There is absolutely nothing that can happen to make me hate anything anymore because I’m just way too happy, and I can’t wait until I get to feel Geoff’s arms around me for real. I figure it’s possible since our parents know each other, and that makes us even more destined to be with each other now.

Mrs. Geoff Mann….

Sophie Mann…

Each has a good ring to it, don’t you think? Well, I’m off to Dreamland where I know Geoff is waiting for me.

KKHH

May 26th

I’m still flying high on Cloud Ninety- Nine (I by passed cloud nine last night.) I would give anything to be with Geoff again. I’m more in love with him now than ever. Erin got mad last night because I didn’t tell you about her getting to meet Tyler Jymes, and that she is now convinced they belong together since he said she was beautiful and would love to see her again. Well, gotta go; time to take Erin home. I will try to write more about last night later.

KKHH

May 30th

My dad just told me tonight at dinner that we’re not going to Italy this summer because my mom has to go through some kind of therapy. I know she has more than just the flu, but neither of them will tell me what is really wrong with her and that really makes me mad because they still see me as a child. I wish they would believe me when I tell them I’m old enough to deal with whatever life decides to throw at me, but I guess they never will. I’m not even old enough to go to the therapy place my dad is taking my mom to, so I have to stay at Erin’s house. Why do parents have to be so difficult to deal with?