Notes passed in Dan’s maths class

Hey Alana- am I still coming over tonight before the party? You have to help me get ready, I wanna look gorgeous!

Yeah- you can come home with me on the bus, and then after the party my mum says you can sleep over if you want.

OK, cool. I’m so excited!

Why, coz Adam’s gonna be there?

Yeah! I have this really cute pink dress that I bought a while ago, and I need you to help me with my makeup- He might actually notice me tonight!

Since when have YOU liked cute pink dresses? That’s my territory! He already notices you, Marie- you’re always yelling insults at him when you’re playing football.

Yeah, but not as an actual girl! It’s a bit like you and Mr. Mackenzie -you know, how he doesn’t see you as girlfriend material.

Yeah, well….he will! One day.

OMG. Get a load of Williams- he looks like a tomato with glasses!

Might have something to do with the fact that Miss Ford just walked in wearing super-short shorts. LOL

LOL.How cute.

From: Jason Mackenzie

To: Scott Mackenzie

Re: MY PARTY

Dude, how could you get rejected? This is YOU we’re talking about! You taught me everything I know (well, almost everything. I learnt a lot from watching Dad, too.)And on the day of MY PARTY!! It’s still on, though-isn’t it?

From: Scott Mackenzie

To: Jason Mackenzie

Re: MY PARTY

Watch it, you little insect. We Mackenzie men have very fragile egos. If you must know, she said she already had plans for tonight. And yes, the party is still on- just because I got rejected ( I can’t believe I just said that) doesn’t mean I can’t go out and have some fun! I can just go see a movie by myself, or I can go visit Summer…or I can get takeaway and watch DVDs in my room while making a start on those Year 10 Listening Exams I haven’t marked yet. Yeah, that sounds good. Just don’t let anyone in my room, especially not those creepy little Year 7 girls that stalk me- I don’t particularly fancy having 12- year-olds stealing my underwear or the…err…magazines under my bed.

From: Jason Mackenzie

To: Scott Mackenzie

Re: MY PARTY

Awesome- just make sure you lock your door.

P.S. - It’s OK, I know all about the…magazines under your bed, but if you’re missing any- I swear I didn’t take them! Josh made me do it, it was a dare….

I’m gonna shut up now.

The Diary of Anita Holland

5:30- Whose idea was it to keep the library open till 5:00 on Friday nights, anyway? I know it’s important for seniors, since they have their HSC and all, but WHY?? Wait, that was MY idea- but I didn’t think I’d have anything better to do!! I’m usually just sitting at home, Bridget Jones- style, eating KFC and watching Desperate Housewives and wondering what I’m doing wrong. I haven’t been on a proper date since September last year, when Dylan took me to see The Lion King (the musical) in an effort to try and get me back- it might’ve worked too, if his phone hadn’t started ringing after it was over and I hadn’t caught a glimpse of the caller ID- Emily. As in his secretary. Well, maybe “secretary” would be a more appropriate word.

But now I’m stuck in traffic and I’m meeting Robbie at the movies in 2 hours! And I’ll need at least one and a half to get ready. I can’t even drive properly because Magnolia made me cover about sixty million books, and now I have contact all over my fingers, and some in my hair- I ripped off the bit on my arm and now I have a huge bald patch just below my elbow. Oh, joy.

6:21- Phew! I just had a shower and the contact finally came off. Now all I have to do is decide what to wear? Hmmm…. I could go for a naughty-librarian sort of look if I wear the shirt I wore today with my grey pleated skirt and heels….nah. Better stick to flat shoes. Or I could wear that green strapless sundress I bought last week and I could straighten my hair and wear my green dangly earrings…yeah, that could work.

7:01- OK, I know this is really stupid, but I think I’ll take you in my handbag. Just in case I get nervous.

7:03-Better take a cardigan, too- just a little cropped one, to cover up the bald patch on my arm.

7:31- I’m sitting outside the movie theatre, but I appear to be early, which is a first for me. I’m kinda hungry, actually- I haven’t eaten since this morning, and that was just two bites of Vegemite on toast. I might go and get myself a Big Mac from the McDonald’s across the road, maybe he’ll be here when I get back.

7:41- He’s not here yet- but it’s only been ten minutes, he might just be caught in traffic like I was today. I think I’ll just sit here and daydream for a while. Lalalalalalalala….

8:05- Okay, this is not good. It’s getting dark, I’m all alone and it’s starting to rain. And I dropped half of my Big Mac in a puddle, so I’m still starving. There’s a guy next to me eating hot in gravy….and chicken salt…I can smell them from the other side of the bench...if I were Sylvia I’d probably move a bit closer and flirt with him, despite the fact that he looks a good ten or fifteen years older than me, just so I could steal a chip or two. But I’m not. I’m short, redheaded, painfully shy and soaking wet Anita Holland.

8:35- I think it has become painfully obvious by now- Robbie’s not gonna show up. I’m a short, wet-haired bespectacled loser- no wonder I’ve been stood up. I just knew this Robbie guy was too good to be true. And to think I bought this dress (and a few other things, just in case) especially for this date! I totally should’ve said yes to Scott. I mean, even if things didn’t work out very well, no date can suck completely if we’re watching a Harry Potter movie.

8:40- That’s weird. I saw a car that looked exactly like Scott’s parked just a few metres away from here and a tall guy with jet-black hair and a white shirt that was wet and practically see-through (That shirt is clinging onto him like Gladwrap…WOW. This guy deserves his own Hall of Fame. Or a TV show, at the very least. I know I’d watch every single episode.)

8:55- I don’t believe it!! I am currently sitting inside a movie theatre with none other than SCOTT MACKENZIE .Would you listen to me? I sound like one of Scott’s fifteen-year-old students. But seriously, he was SO sweet. He somehow managed to sneak up on me, and say “And what’s a beautiful girl like you doing standing alone in the rain on a Friday night?”, and I just had a complete breakdown and told him all about how Robbie stood me up, and how I was completely hopeless and clumsy and really, really hungry. And I basically just made a complete fool of myself, but he was really, really sweet and he actually listened, and he said that if we hurried, we could still see Harry Potter at 8:50. And so here we are…sharing a huge bucket of popcorn covered in butter, nice and warm and cosy (too bad his shirt’s not see-through anymore) and I’m whispering things in his ear so he knows what’s going on…and the best bit was when he saw the giant snake at the beginning and he grabbed my hand! I might just do the same when they show the dragons…hehe.

11:55- Could this GET any better? Not only have I got him COMPLETELY hooked on Harry Potter, but I’m going back to his place! He offered me a ride home, then looked at his watch and said we could go back to his house for a while, since his brother’s party should be over by now ( I was a little confused by that last statement, but who cares? I’m going home with him!)