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It's My Life - Melody Carlson [58]

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go tomorrow. We'll see. I'm not sure what's up with her, but something seems to be bugging her. Maybe tomorrow we can talk it out.

Something else has been going on this week too. Trent, my partner in the psychology project, has become very interested in hearing about God. It seems like it's all we talk about. And he even wants to get together with me this weekend to talk some more. Okay, now I'll admit this concerned me a little at first, because I'm thinking, is he really interested in God, or is he interested in me? Now I'm not trying to be all narcissistic or anything, but I realize that I do need to watch out for these kinds of things. Anyway, I explained to him today that I'd be happy to talk to him more, and I even invited him to church, but I made it clear that I don't date. This seemed to really amuse and intrigue him, and he wants to hear more about that too. So, we're going to meet at the library tomorrow night (we also need to do some additional research for the project), and I'll try to answer all his questions as best I can.

But to be totally honest about this whole thing, I must say that Trent is a very nice looking guy (in that Tom Cruise sort of way), and not only that, but he seems really sensitive and kind and caring. And also intelligent. He's enjoying our psychology class so much he's considering majoring in it in college. And all this to say that, yes, if I were a girl who wanted to date, this is just the sort of guy I might go for (that is, if I weren't a Christian because he is definitely NOT). I suppose this troubles me a little. I mean, it would feel lots better and safer if I were meeting a geekish sort of guy at the library tomorrow. And it's not that I think Trent would necessarily try to pull anything, but maybe more that I just don't totally trust myself yet. But then I'm thinking that's pretty ridiculous. Besides, we're just meeting to talk and to study. That's all! So I guess I'm just being overly paranoid about the whole thing. Maybe it has to do with the role I've been playing in our psychology project. I'm now role playing that I'm the paranoid Christian girl who thinks everyone is out to get her. Pretty funny, really. As long as it just doesn't actually rub off on me!


Saturday, October 20 (what a day!)

Sheesh, so much has happened today that I'm not even sure if I can get it all down. But I guess I'll just start at the beginning and work my way through.

Well, the day started out pretty weird (I mean after I did my Saturday chores and stuff). I went over to get Beanie to go have some lunch (and hopefully talk). And when I got there she was all by herself and crying. So I drove her over to the Bagel Shop and bought her lunch, and then gently asked her what was up.

“I'm not supposed to say anything,” she said as she sipped hot chocolate and looked like she'd lost her best friend. Which I felt pretty sure she hadn't since I was sitting right across from her.

“What do you mean you're not supposed to say anything?” I demanded with mild irritation. “I'm your best friend. We're not supposed to keep secrets from each other.”

“I know. But I promised.”

“Beanie, I guess I shouldn't push you to tell me something. I mean, if you really don't want to. But you're clearly miserable about something, and as your best friend, I only want to help.”

She looked right at me and I could see her eyes filling with tears again. “Well, maybe you can guess what it is. That wouldn't exactly be telling you.”

“Okay,” I began, ready for the game. “Let's see, it's a secret. Does it have to do with Zach?”

She shook her head, then brightened a little. “But I did get a letter from him this week.”

“Good. Okay then, is it your mom?”

“Well, not exactly, but it might involve her.”

Hmm, now she had me wondering, but I still felt stumped. “Beanie, can't you give me some sort of clue or anything?”

“Well, it's something I should be happy about.”

I studied her for a moment, then it came to me. “It's about Steph, isn't it?”

She kind of shrugged, but I could tell I'd hit pay dirt.

“Steph and Tony are engaged, aren't

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