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AM 106Part of me wanted to laugh, because no one could possibly look dignified wading around in waist-high water. Not even my dad. This guy was trying, though, and his voice helped. He had thick black hair that was irritatingly well-coifed, and didn't look as if he had ever needed a comb in his entire life. As if that weren't enough to make me want to glare at him until he combusted, he was also sneering at me. His sharp down-turned nose made him look like a bird, and his jaw made him look like he'd eaten a boulder. I probably should have felt guilty for secretly feeling superior because of my cute pug nose. And double haha! Because it wasn't tiny, either.He wasn't much taller than me, but he was, and I was gladwhen people were mad at me and shorter than me, I had to slouch twice as much, or just sit down. I was not tall enough to be able to sit down in a public bath and not drown
CV 221Given that this was Van's house, even though it was only recently so, I was not surprised to find that there were tons of fancy plates and platters. Almost no silverware though. At least, no clean silverware. Therefore, I had given Dice dishwashing duty so he would not complain about being left out of the dinner preparations. He probably wouldn't have complained anyway, but I knew he wouldn't decline since he'd get to be with Emily some more. So adorable, those two.Thinking about them made me wonder if Roman was done being stupid yet. He'd been so nervous lately, and acting almost like a commitment-phobe. I wanted to hit him, but I understood his idiotic behavior a little too well. Unfortunately, while he could hole up in our room and get over it a few pathetic head-wall bumps at a time, I had to be social and keep everyone together.Oh well. I had put Emily to work slicing vegetables wh
CV 220Van had taken Adam down to the living room, so mine and Dominiques room was empty. Her duffle bag was gone, as well as all the little thing shed kept strewn around the room.I was sitting at the window
moping, I know. If the door had had a lock on it I would have taken out the dress shed bought me and looked at it
maybe even put it on. My pathetic-ness meter was in the red zone, there was no doubt about it.I sighed, depression rolling in like a tidal wave. This was all pointless, anyway. Id have to go back to school soon, if I wasnt expelled, and Dominique would have to go back to France. Who were we kidding? This was just a short term joke.
Even if we kept in touch
Dominique was fun, and smart, and beautiful. Why would she want to stay true to a gangly redhead hundreds and hundreds of miles away? Shed forget about me the moment the crossed the Channel.When she was here it was easy to imagine everything would work itself out