7What am I going to wear? Okay, let me catch you up. Mom said yes to the date with Oliver! Yeah! My dad on the other hand is still trying to convince her otherwise, but his arguments of "Honey, he probably has a tattoo," and "But dear she's only fifteen, she's just a kid," and my personal favorite, "He probably has a tongue ring or worse" are being ignored since my mother is rejoicing in the fact that I am "being a normal teenage girl with active hormones that need an outlet for release before." I love my mom.
My father has a very fertile imagination. My mother's answer to all of his arguments are, "She needs to be a normal teenager and explore her boundaries and personal sexuality. Let her date and feel pretty and special. You remember what it was like when we were first dating. My father was just like you and threatened to castrate you on our first date if you dared to make a move.
I believe you spent the whole night looking over your shoulder to make sure neither he nor my brothers had followed us out." My dad begins blushing with embarrassment at this point and I love it because he has to feel some of my pain when he talks to my friends and dates that way. My siblings are very laid back about it and it is such a relief.
Jenna says she plans to sit in my room while I get ready so that she can experience what other little sisters feel right before they watch the innocent, wonderful sister they look up to turn herself into a "tasty dish for some love-sick boy." Honestly, I have no idea where she's getting this stuff. It must be TV. That's it, yes, TV. I'll use that alibi next time Mom asks where Jenna is getting all of colorful sayings.
Even though it's not my fault she hears them. Actually, it's Celia's fault because she's the one with the two older sisters who know everything about everything and tend to present this information in abstract, or at least not common, language. It's not exactly obscure, but it's not how you would talk in the lunchroom. I wish they were related to me so that I could say, "Yes, I am related to those people and yes, yes I am marginally normal."
David has a rather different reaction to Oliver since he thinks he knows whom I am talking about. As if he would know a junior since he's a freshman. Okay, I'll admit that upper classmen do know a lot of the people in the other three grades of their schools, but David I just can't see socializing all that much with someone like Oliver. Well, at any rate, David is doing the natural older brother thing and being all protective and stupid.
Hello, we are not cavemen, no matter how much David acts like it in the morning. He does not have to beat a boy over the head with something heavy because he doesn't want me to be carried off. If it wasn't David and was another guy fighting with Oliver over me, then it would be a whole other story. As if boys would fight over me, although Celia is still convinced that when my parents let me wear makeup, I will shine like Aphrodite. Celia is so optimistic.
Anyway, she and Andrea, my other best friend, are coming over a couple of hours before Oliver said to be ready so that they can "make me prettier than a goddess." Did I mention that Andrea is slightly dramatic? Well, I have to go read some summer reading books. Ah, who am I kidding, I'm going to go watch TV.
A/N: Sorry it's been so long since I updated this last, but my life's been a bit hectic. If you like what you read here, then please review for me because I need feedback somewhat badly. If you have any suggestions for scenes them please just toss them in or leave me a note that says you have some and I'll get in touch with you. Otherwise, my mind will run away with me and who knows what will come of that? Oh, scary. See you later my wonderful readers. ~Little-sunandstars~