Audrey #4

The Emperor assignment is due tomorrow.

And, yes. As predicted, the Amazing A-group has, as yet, failed to do anything at all involving our chosen emperor, Augustus. (I know. Apparently there is an emperor whose name begins with the same letter as my own.) Due to my lack of interest in Augustus, I don't have any prior knowledge that would enable me to do the assignment without research.

In fact we had our first discussion about it today. It went...badly.

I have blocked it from my mind. Yes.

So, basically, we have done nothing.

Which is why, right now, I should be either researching, writing the report, or talking to Autumn or Anna. Ugh. Just the thought of doing any of those makes me feel annoyance, fear and vague anger.

Instead, I am thinking about the amazing concert I attended last night with my family, and freaking out about the reallyhairy spider on the wall.

Part of me is stressed about this latin assignment, but currently that part is being overwhelmed by my rapture over Rimsky-Korsakov's Scheherezade and also my extreme fear that the spider on the wall will suddenly start to move around or perhaps

FALL ON MY HEAD.

It is probably unhealthy to do this, but I find myself imagining how it would feel to have the spider tangling in my hair as I slowly reach backwards and scratch my head and feel the hairiness of its eight black legs then bring back my hand and see it resting on my palm and running down my arm...

OKAY. Let's not speak of this anymore, I feel the hysteria welling up inside my SOUL.

So anyway.

The stupid latin assignment. I don't even know what to do now. Like, it's due tomorrow, and we have done absolutely nothing. I mean, I've barely spoken to Autumn or Anna about it. Not that either of them have tried to do anything. I bet they don't care if they get bad marks. I mean, just one look at Autumn's heavily made-up face as she dismissively talks about the number of guys she's rejected and you can tell that she doesn't care one bit about her ENTER score. I wonder what her parents have been doing, honestly.

and Anna...well, she's not much better. I noticed her and one of her hopelessly normal friends talking about the upcoming Kilmore and Sean Exeter Human Relations program. Why is everyone at our school so guy-obsessed? And like...seriously, who would want to even meet guys from

WAIT A MINUTE DOES HE GO TO SEAN EXETER????

Dammit. Audrey, search your troubled, maths-incompetent mind.

Does he?

Does he???

Where else could he go? I have a feeling he may have transferred there this year..

Sudden change of feeling on my part. Ohmygod, going to see him. I have to look really amazing. I have to make sure he doesn't talk to Autumn. I have to make sure nobody else talks to him so that he can't find out how retarded I really am. I have to -

Write my stupid Latin assignment, dammit. What am I going to do?

DO NOT THINK ABOUT GUY RIGHT NOW

Yes. Yes. I think that you should give yourself some courage, Audrey, and pick up the phone and dial Anna's number from the class list you were given at the start of this year.

Or maybe Autumn.

...no. no. Anna. Autumn??

Generally I would choose Anna, but after the singing incident...

She stares at me weirdly when I talk, too. Her eyebrows twitch in a creepy way. Even without talking to her face-to-face, i don't think I can handle it.

So..

"Hello, this is Audrey. May I please speak to Autumn?"

"Um, I'm from Autumn's class. In her school. Kilmore."

"Okay. Thanks."

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(GO LINH GO WRITE IT WRITE IT i can't ><)