Know-It-All VI7 Years ago:
If there was a worst day of her life, then it would’ve been that day.
It was only a few days after Leon had came to visit. Her parent of course had kept a firm eye on her as her Mono became worse. Maybe it was because she was so ill that she never noticed. Usually, her father’s odd behavior would have warned her something was wrong, but she remained oblivious.
One evening, as she had painfully slurped down the last noodle of her Chicken noodle soup, her phone began to ring.
With shaky hands she picked up her phone.
“Hello..?” She mumbled into the receiver.
“Janie? Its me.” Came Kelsey’s voice.
Janie sat up straighter.
“Kelsey...? Whats up?”
“I-.. I’m not sure whether we should be doing this anymore...”
His voice was full of static and hard to hear.
“Doing what? Dating?” Janie asked, wondering whether she was hearing him right.
The room was spinning, Janie’s head
Know-It-All V7 years ago:
Janie had caught a cold at the beginning of February. Well, she thought it was a cold at least, but two weeks went by with it getting worse before her mother finally took her to the doctors.
“Mono?! You?!” Leon demanded as he made himself at home in Janie’s room.
“Yup,” was her reply, she was too cross to come up with anything wittier.
A sly grin was growing on her uncle’s lips.
“Barely a month you started dating and you’ve already got the kissing disease.”
A well aimed throw delivered a pillow into Leon’s face.
Janie herself was tucked in bed under a mass of blankets. Her laptop was plugged in and downloading another movie, and a half-eaten bowl of ramen sat on her dresser. It was the typical sick kid’s room.
Once her parents found out she had contracted mono, they had immediately informed the school that she would be out for a while. After that, they set about trying to make her as c
Know-It-All IV7 years ago:
Leon looked between the two, very bewildered. “You mean..?” He began slowly, wrapping his winter scarf closer to his neck to keep out the harsh wind. Kelsey gave a tiny shrug, his blondish-blue hair twisting as he did. “Yep.” He said. Leon looked at Janie. “You and him? You’re DATING?!!?” Leon demanded, exasperated. Janie gave a matching miniature shrug. “Uh huh.” She mimicked Kelsey in a voice much smaller then her usually drawl. Leon shook his head. “This is- wow- I just don’t... Wow.” He trailed off, his shock evident. Kelsey and Janie traded a glance, unsure what to do in this situation. Both were usually calm and clear minded, but now a new flutter of newfound feelings had finally bubbled its way to the surface. It had finally happened on the 11th of January. The two were outside, completing a snowman that Leon had started to build but gave up on because of a cold he had caught. As they were walki
Know It All III7 years ago:
Janie trudged through the hall of her school building. Exhausted as she was from yesterday evening, Janie didn’t regret the time spent with her friends. Even so, a part of her felt uneasy, walking back into school with her energy not at its best. The kids at school, she referred to them more as pack animals, could smell chinks in armor a mile away, and would strike at any given moment to try and rise to the top. That’s how Janie saw them anyway.
Thankfully she made it through her first three periods without much difficulty. Sure, the teacher had once more wrongly interpreted Shakespeare, but it was just a minor correction. Now it was lunch, and that was the best part of the day.
She would eat on the roof, it might not have been allowed, but no one really cared anyway. Kelsey was the first one to find the door to the roof open, and ever since the three ate lunch together up there together. “Ooh, what’s wrong Janie? You stay up extra late last night p
Know it All II 7 years ago:
She waited until the clock struck ten; that was when her dad walked in to bid her goodnight. Janie was already dressed in her fleece pajama pants and a black cami, what she normally wore for pajamas, and was surfing the internet one last time before lights out. Smiling as he opened the door, Janie’s father walked in and took a seat on the end of her bed. “What’re you looking at?” He asked with curiosity. Janie shrugged mildly. “Boring gossip of celebrities doing ordinary things and the boorish outfits they wear while doing so.” She said in the same mild manner. Her dad rolled his eyes. “Gag, you’re really into that stuff?” He continued as he tried to peer at her screen. “Not really. But being up to date on modern pop culture is important for socializing I suppose.” Janie replied without sarcasm. Her father sighed and patted the top of her head. “You really are a special kid, I worry about you
Know It All 7 years ago:
It was around 6 in the evening. While normal kids were outside enjoying the last warm days of autumn, one in particular was inside, crouched behind her laptop. Her appearance was rather average, brown hair that curled very slightly and green eyes that seemed to pierce whatever that happened to move in her line of vision. That could’ve been one of the reasons none of the other kids her age refused to associate with her, but the girl’s patience for those her age was the main cause.
Briefly she glanced up from her laptop as a silver silhouette of a convertible pulled into the driveway of her house. She rolled her eyes in frustration, cleared the history on her laptop and closed it with a snap. It would take 7 minutes for the occupant of the car to make their way to her room, 7 minutes to hide. Moving quickly, the girl cleared up scribbled pages from her bed along with newspaper clippings and gathered them into a lock box. She actually had two lock-boxes,