Chapter 39

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Today's entry 15/08/09
TWO DAYS AFTER THE DECADE ANNIVERSARY REUNION
*Hey diary,
No, I am not a fan of Saturdays either but at least today is Sunday and Sundays were better, right?. I mean, I'm glad we're getting a breath of fresh air away from toxic, toxic Oxford Oaks even if it's for two days, but having to coexist in the same space with these boys for two days is just putting a huge strain on my mental health and I need to be in spick spack shape to be able to handle things around the house.
This entry is like a compilation of the whole week's event so bear with me, I have kept quite a few details out of my other entries and I just want to do a summary of past events. Look at it like a vlog, I'm 10 years old and my mum isn't really a social media person so you should know she'd freak out if she found out I had an actual one.
Anyways, firstly, mum attended the decade anniversary reunion party (yay) and I don't exactly know how it went cause I couldn't get her to agree to take me along but It doesn't matter though, I've moved past that. That particular night came with lots of unexpected but pleasant surprises.
Surprises are supposed to be unexpected, I know but I also don't like surprises either. I mean, what's the point of keeping something from someone just to see the look on their face when you give them later. And mind you, most of them actually know about it and they go ahead and feign ignorance, Jesus. It's crazy.
It's weird how much, people want to get surprises when it's actually just a bunch load of crap. Shit, I'm not supposed to be swearing but meh, this is my own space, I am allowed to do whatever I want. Right?
Right, I got carried away for a second there so let's dial back a bit. The reunion party moved from an afternoon meeting to a night gathering and mum got back quite late, quiet, which wouldn't have been strange if she had said something, and with Jay Harley.
I think I gave you that bit of information the last time I was here, but it never gets stale, Jay Harley was in our house! He didn't just drop mum off and leave, he stayed back and we bonded. Yes! I bonded with Jay Harley. I couldn't believe it also, still can't believe it entirely now too..
Then there's mum, ever since that night at the reunion party, she has been acting very strange like something happened at the party and she wasn't going to tell us about it. Sometimes I wished I was older you know, she would definitely confide in me if I was older but I had to pry for information like the boys. Smh.
10 wasn't a small age though, I could afford to take a bath myself, sneak some lip gloss on(I hope mum doesn't ever come across this journal cause I'll be toast) hahaha. But seriously, I'm not a child anymore and I need mum to know and accept that fact, things would be easier for the both of us for real.
Then there's Aunt Mel, her husband is at it again and Stacey is more quiet than she used to be. I have a hunch something is up with her but she only talks to Frankie, they're a very weird duo you know. Speaking of Frankie, a lot has been going on with him.
The recent one should be the letter I got from the principal to give to mum on Friday. Duh, of course I peeked into it, it was too much of a temptation for me to resist. The principal had asked mum to come see him on Monday to discuss something Frankie had done.
It wasn't stated in the letter what Frankie had done when I went through it but Stacey isn't really great at keeping secrets so it didn't take long for me to find out the reason the principal had gone as far as issuing mum a letter. According to my little spy, Frankie had stolen some equipments from the school gym and he had been caught by the cleaner and taken to the principal's office.
I wasn't surprised to find out it had been a dare from Luke Clinton and the stupid boys that followed him around like Gru and his minions, what was surprising was the fact that Frankie had pulled through with the dare knowing the risks of being caught and the dangers surrounded the whole stupid act.
I knew it was either he was just being stupidly brave or he was trying to prove himself worthy of their attention. Both of the reasons I had in mind were very stupid to me when I analysed them and when I finally confronted Frankie about it, his reason totally skyrocketed the planes of stupidity.
He had paused the video game he was playing, looked me in the eyes and said, 'I can't keep living like a nobody just like mum, I need to make a name for myself, live up to my idol's expectations and be popular before I leave school"
I was awestruck at the length my dumb brother was ready to go to, to prove to some stupid spoilt 10 year olds that he had it in him. I struggled hard to resist to slap the smug look he had on off his face. How do boys brains work? Don't they ever have logical thoughts? Is it all round stupidity? You'd think someone that was almost a genius in mathematics would be sensible enough, my brothers always exceeded my expectations. Always.
The toughest part wasn't even finding a logical reason for Frankie's actions, it was getting mum to relax enough to look at the situation from Frankie's point of view, which I would admit was stupid as hell but it was better than nothing. Or was it?