Hey MD! What's up?

[honee bee]

Alright, I know it's been years since I kept record of my life. To tell you the truth, I never wanted to do this. My mother wanted me to. Actually, she isn't my mother, she's my stepmother. My parents both died when I was five during a shooting. Then, my mom's best friend heard of my predicament and adopted me. She always calls me Michi, since my name is Michelle. My friends heard of it, and none of them will let it go. I'm sixteen now, and I'm a sophomore of Laramie High School, home of the Laramie Lynxes. I have only a few friends, mainly boys (names are Tex, Tate, and Jack, plus my older stepbrother, Jackson) because I am a track/cross-country chick. I won Laramie High every single award they got for track and cross-country. Even if I won their awards, everyone that's not calling me Michi are calling me Abnormal Aussie, and that's everyone except my mom, my friends, and school workers. I also hope you don't expect me to start off with Dear Diary, because I won't.

-Michi

You may comment, but please don't take over my writing!!!

[herky122]

love it!

[honee bee]

(I hope you would!)
Oh yah! I forgot to show you my friends (and my brother).

(Left to right):Tate, Jake, Tex, & Jackson

[honee bee]

(Left to right):Lexi, Josie, Rita

Hello again, before I start off with my day, I need to name you something. Something special, like a normal name...I'll get to that later. Right now, we need to talk. There are three girls you should know about. There's Rita first of all, with her two tagalong wannabes, (I'm serious, they dyed their fur to make it similar and match her fur), Josie and Lexi. I was driving my car, (a hand me down from older stepbrother), parking it the closest to the school. Every single cheerleader were talking about some stupid party Rita was throwing. I quickly ignored the usual crowd to get to my locker. It was crammed full of textbooks, notes, books, and supplies. Just as I closed my locker, Rita showed up with Josie and Lexi. I really can't get into the conversation, but I'll show the key points, her evil voice will be red, I'll be blue:
"I hope you aren't planning on staying in my seat today, I need to sit by the window to tan during French."
"Steal your seat? Since when do you get to chose a seat no one can sit in? Plus, how do tan inside?"
"Ever since my daddy became the senator of the state, I can choose what I want, when I want."
"Oh really? Well, you have five minutes until class, aren't you forgetting something? Like doing something too important to miss unlike French?"
"Oh! You're right! For once your helpful, Abnormal Aussie. I forgot my pedicure."
As soon as she and her leeches left, I went to French. I sat down in the exact spot Rita told me not to sit in. I just read a book that was in French before class began. Then the bell rang. Everyone that needed to use the grades were late, all the people who had the best grades ever, such as me, were either right on time or early. Rita was the last person to enter, seven minutes late. She gasped horrified screaming at me for taking her seat. Rita then muttered something about me getting in trouble, but that was all. She's not very bright, let me tell you that.
-Michi

[honee bee]

(These are just some random jocks.)

I am sorry for the tear stains on this page, but I can't bear this. Rita got revenge, terrible revenge. When I was carrying my homework and books from all my classes to my car, it happened. Three boys were around my car, with yellow spray paint bottles in their hands. I dropped my books and the boys saw me. They ran for it. I examined the damage, letting out a strangled cry. In yellow spray paint, there was writing: You can't take on us, Abnormal Aussie! Rita just got revenge! I just can't believe it, she sent some jocks to do her dirty work! I drove blindly home that night, not wanting to talk or eat. My stepbrother (the one who gave me the car) came up to talk to me, his soothing voice will be green:
"What happened Shelly? (he calls me Shelly) I went into the driveway and our car is a mess!"
"Rita...she sent her 'boys' to get revenge for me sitting in her seat in French."
"Why, Rita's been bullying you since you turned five that summer at Laramie Lakeside Lark Camp."
"She just wants to throw salt on my old scar."
With that, my brother left. He hated talking about our 'old scar'. He didn't want to talk about the death of my real parents and his father. I know, it's 4:00 in the morning, but like a piece of pie on your nose, I just had to have that off my back.
-Michi

[honee bee]

Alright, I think I'll call you MD. That's short for My Diary, you like? The next day, after a whole lot of classes. My friends and I were discussing the matter of Rita's party next week. Tate will be purple, Tex will be green, Jake will be orange, and I'll be blue.
"Do you really think Rita will be smart enough than to throw a party and not invite us?"
"Of course she will, she doesn't make it to class on time. She won't do the math."
"We should crash her party. Like, mug some people and take their clothes. Then destroy i-"
"No Tate, we aren't crashing her party. We'll just leave her alone and do something els-"
"Sorry Tex, but they're right. Rita has to has a taste of her own medicine, and this includes you being a quarterback for the Laramie Lynxes."
"Me? A quarterback? You all know I can't throw anything. We all run! This isn't working."
"Okay, don't be quarterback, you'll be a receiver, the one who makes the touchdowns."
It's totally going to work, there's only one more week until football ends and Ricky (their receiver.) broke his leg. Cross-country ended last week. I can't wait, MD.
-Michi

[honee bee]

Hey MD, it was working. Tex is the replacement, and Rita invited him! Actually, she gave him four passes to her party. She told him that he could use those for her other parties, or invite some losers that she didn't invite. While we were in the lunch line, we dug deeper into our plan. Same people with same colors.
"That was great! Now we can all go and crash the party!"
"Actually, I'm not inviting you guys, I'm not inviting any of you."
"You have to be kidding!?" "Yeah, what about our plan?"
"The football team likes me, they want me every year. After that, I am doing basketball."
"So you're quitting the track team?"
"No, I'm quitting everything. From cross-country to track. I'm not sitting with you guys either."
"Oh? Is that so? So you're leaving to be a jock and go to the party with some stuck up cheerleader?"
"No, I'm going out with Rita." "Rita? I'll show you to leave us for her!" "Yeah! Leave us!"
Trust me, I'm crying my eyes out. Tex and I were childhood friends! We did everything together as kids. I kinda feel a little attached to him...I can't take this! He even asked to quit being lab partners in Science and Chemistry. I want Tex back, not the jock, but my friend. The only person that Rita left alone.
-Michi

[herky122]

Ouch. More more!

[honee bee]

Guess what, I have two passes to Rita's party! Lexi gave me an extra two because I helped her with some classes. Now I can ruin Rita's party. The only thing is it will hurt Tex. I have to confess something MD. I love Tex. I've loved him since we were in middle school. He was always so nice to me, and now I'm going to hurt his feelings! I hate my plan. It totally backfired on me. I just wanted Tex to pretend to be a receiver, not to actually become one that Rita goes out with and he actually loves Rita! I watched him walk with Rita on Main Street. He was smiling and talking to Rita. Then they walked through a park and kissed. I choked back tears but I was sobbing in my room. Tate and Jake kept on texting me. They were telling me to get my lazy butt out of my room. I looked out of my window, and there they were, smiling mischievously.
"Come on Michi! Quit being mopey! So what Tex left! You have us."
"Yeah, it's his loss. If he wants to be married to Rita and have a litter with her that's his fault."
"Thanks Jake, for making me worse! You both know about my crush. That isn't helping."
"Aw, Michi, since when did you go girly? I thought you wouldn't get mushy until we are 18."
"Yeah, can't you save the mushy and sappy stuff for our senior year."
"Tate, Jake, we are 16, I think we should have a relationship with someone before then."
"But being single is fun!" "Yeah we could be bachelors!"
"Single girls aren't bachelors, they are bachelorettes. Besides, if you are single longer, all the good people will be gone. I just want to be alone."
After having to chew them out some more when they threw pebbles on my window. I was alone, Jackson was going to college pretty soon, and he has a good relationship with a girl named Lealoni. He's been talking about marrying her. Pretty soon I'll be left alone. I'll still have you though.

-Michi

[honee bee]

Two more days until Rita's party. I am thinking about wearing my jacket even if the passes say Best dressed only. I have two passes and I don't want to bring Tate and Jake. I guess I'll ask my stepbrother Jackson to come along. Not as my date, but as a bodyguard or something. We'll wear matching coats (I bought these a long time ago when we were little). Tex has been drooling over Rita so much it makes me sick. I am thinking out a series of plans. I can either hurt Rita hardest by crashing her precious party, steal her phone the day of her party and send a mass text of the party being cancelled, or do the worst thing I can plan of by telling the whole crowd my feelings for Tex. I am saving the last one as my last resort. I don't want Tex to hate me, but I have no choice if all other plans fail. I was walking to my locker, when Rita stopped me. Again, colors match the speakers.
"Abnormal Aussie, I don't know how you got two passes but if you make any wrong moves, I'll make sure you regret living here. Remember summer camp at Laramie Lakeside Lark camp?"
"How could I forget? The whole reason why we were sent to the same camp was because your brother killed my parents and my stepdad."
"Your parents told my brother to lay off of Jackson, they deserved what was coming for them, I will make you miserable."
"Oh really? Are you going to kill my mother? My brother Jackson? Are you even going after Tate and Jake? How about this for you, are you going to kill your boyfriend Tex because we were friends?"
"I said nothing of murder. I only mean to break that puny heart of yours by destroying your grades and sports."
One wrong move and I'll call the cops. I walked off, my paws clenched, not with anger but with fear. I said nothing of murder. I only mean to break that puny heart of yours. Those words kept ringing in my head. I tried shaking that off. I didn't do anything to her, yet she keeps at it. I have no clue why, I will get at the bottom of it later. Good night MD.

-Michi