Some day, when I open up my personal archives for other Magi
to read, I’m sure that Aunt Leanne will have something to say about this; but I
could kiss Michael for deciding to have a guys' only birthday party this
weekend. One boy-girl party for Sally’s
birthday a week from Friday is bad enough – two in just under a week would have
been awful from my pre-crossover perspective.
You know if he’d invited girls too that Miranda would have insisted that
Rowen and I get invitations, so don’t read anything into that kiss comment that
isn’t there.
Michael’s upcoming party was news for the guys in our class;
and a few other friends of his in other grades.
A few of the girls were interested in the party too, but that was only
because they were disappointed that they wouldn’t be hanging out with their
favorite guys while they were at the party.
If Vanessa was over being annoyed with Michael for his uninformed choice
of musical instrument on Friday; he was back in her doghouse for not wanting to
spend his big day with her.
While birthday parties and the general density of certain
boys were top chat topics today, there wasn’t much else going on at school that
was particularly newsworthy. Rowen and I
spent a bit more than half of our lunch hour practicing in the music room, with
the bonus of missing out on a lot of that girl chat time. Rowen and I were both working after school,
and other than stopping to eat and going for a walk with Mom, Dad, Ethan, and
Ehlana after dinner; I’ve been working on my computer since getting home. I did my homework first; followed that up
with a few hours of family business work; and have been studying languages and
working in the archives since coming up to my room when Ethan and Ehlana went
to bed.
I’ve had enough fun for today, so I’m going to wrap this up
and call it a day.
Say ‘goodnight, Cassie’.
“Goodnight, Cassie.”
