L8r, G8r (15 page)

SnowAngel:

did you hear annc. about getting sized for grad. robes? how r we supposed to think about grad robes at a time like this?!

zoegirl:

impossible. maddie is shattered. she's trying to hide it, but i can tell.

SnowAngel:

does vincent know anything? about jana and the ad?

zoegirl:

i asked. he said no.

SnowAngel:

i saw her in the hall and she was gloating—makes me so mad!

zoegirl:

okay, but don't do anything!!!

SnowAngel:

gonna anyway. bye!

SnowAngel:

all right, maddie. you can stop worrying about jana!

mad maddie:

i can?

SnowAngel:

*beams with satisfaction*

SnowAngel:

i fixed HER wagon, i'll tell ya!

mad maddie:

you fixed her …? huh?

SnowAngel:

i drove over to her house after school. that's right, i went to the DRAGON LADY'S LAIR. *spooky horror noises*

SnowAngel:

i rang the doorbell multiple times to make sure no one was home, and then i went around to the back, turned the doorknob, and wala. breaking and entering, baby.

mad maddie:

you broke into jana's house?! yr insane!

SnowAngel:

i had my cover story ready if anyone had answered the door, but i knew jana herself wasn't there, cuz i mad-dashed out of school right when 6th period ended and jana's trash heap car was still in the parking lot.

SnowAngel:

anyway, the house was unlocked, so i didn't technically break in. i just entered.

mad maddie:

yeah, the cops'll give you a medal. what were you thinking???

SnowAngel:

i was thinking that no one plays such a dirty trick on my maddie and gets away with it. i was thinking that jana needs a taste of her own medicine.

SnowAngel:

so i scoped out the house (smelled like cigarettes) and found the room which had to be jana's, cuz of all the DVDs strewn about and the horrible black wall-hanging. and then i left a little something on her pillow. i got the idea from the senior boys.

mad maddie:

you gave jana a bag of candy hearts?

SnowAngel:

nooooooo. and not a dead rat, either, altho i swear i would have if i happened to have a spare dead rat. that's what i WANTED to put on her pillow.

SnowAngel:

what i left was a note, which i typed on one of the school's computers so it can't be traced. it said, “hello, jana. what a beautiful room you have. hope you don't mind that i popped by, and hope you don't mind that i … never mind. seriously, don't give it a 2nd thought. did i tell you what a beautiful room you have? so many exquisite things, just begging to be touched.” and then at the bottom, “p.s. people who are nice don't get visits from strangers.”

mad maddie:

angela …

SnowAngel:

what?

mad maddie:

that's extremely stalker-ish, for one thing. is that what you were going for?

SnowAngel:

exactly! *claps hands in glee* now she'll be forever wondering who came in and what they did!

mad maddie:

no she won't. she'll know right away it was you.

mad maddie:

what DID you do, other than leave the note?

SnowAngel:

nothing, really. i swished her toothbrush in the toilet and shuffled around the makeup on her counter, basic stuff like that. but for all she knows, i could have done anything.

mad maddie:

wow

mad maddie:

but i still don't understand WHY.

SnowAngel:

what do you mean? to teach her that she can't mess with the winsome threesome! so that SHE'LL feel violated like YOU felt violated!

mad maddie:

who said i felt violated?

SnowAngel:

maddie … why r you being this way?

SnowAngel:

i thought you'd be cackling with delight!!!

mad maddie:

well, i'm not

mad maddie:

we have a new landline number now. the moms changed it first thing this morning.

SnowAngel:

i'm sorry she had to do that, but at least that'll take care of the craigslist problem.

mad maddie:

it makes me so angry. not that it's even that big a deal, a new phone number, but just the fact that jana could waltz in and screw with my life like that … and with my *parents'* lives like that …

mad maddie:

so i decided not to care, only now you've started it all up again.

SnowAngel:

no i haven't. i've ended it.

mad maddie:

do you really think that? tell me yr not that naive.

SnowAngel:

*looks silently and reproachfully at friend*

mad maddie:

aaaargh

mad maddie:

i've got a headache, i've got to go. please don't guilt-trip me, that's the LAST thing i need!

mad maddie:

angela, you still there?

SnowAngel:

yes, i'm nursing my wounds and feeling annoyed.

SnowAngel:

i broke into jana's house for you and you can't even say thanks!

mad maddie:

well that's why i'm back. so … thanx.

SnowAngel:

gee, that was so very heartfelt

mad maddie:

and to admit that maybe it was a TEENY bit funny … and satisfying … and brilliant …

SnowAngel:

*perks up* yeah?

mad maddie:

but why did you say you fixed her wagon?

SnowAngel:

i dunno, it's an expression my grandmom uses. *adopts crabby old-lady persona*: “i fixed HER wagon, ehh ehh ehh!”

mad maddie:

it makes no sense

SnowAngel:

such is life

mad maddie:

what did zoe think of your little crime spree?

SnowAngel:

oh, zoe *shakes head*

SnowAngel:

she's not happy. AND she thinks yr mad at her.

mad maddie:

well frankly, i was. just her whole “i'll bring in my big bad mommy” attitude … it pissed me off.

SnowAngel:

why? she was just trying to help.

mad maddie:

i know, i know. it's just, i don't want her MOM fighting our battles for us. god.

mad maddie:

but then i realized, what else can i expect? it's not like zoe's gonna go storming in herself. that's just who she is.

SnowAngel:

i did, tho. cuz i am Big Bad Angela. *preens and feels tougher than zoe*

mad maddie:

and guess what? now yr gonna be next on jana's hit list.

SnowAngel:

i don't care. jana is NOT gonna ruin our senior yr.

SnowAngel:

*gives maddie big wet smoochie*
luv ya!

zoegirl:

ok, angela, i know yr phone's off, cuz when i called it went straight to voicemail. but i just had a run-in with the j-word, and you need to know about it.

zoegirl:

i was sitting at my locker trying to organize my binder. i wasn't even THINKING about jana, when suddenly she comes barreling over to me and says, “you can tell angela i know it was her. tell her i'm gonna kick her a**!”

zoegirl:

i was like, who talks like that? are you for real?

zoegirl:

i don't want to demonize her, because i know she's a real live human being with wants and needs and all that. blah blah blah.

zoegirl:

but face it. she *is* stunted and immature and oozing with bad energy. she just IS.

zoegirl:

and i hope she grows out of it, and maybe one day at our 20th reunion we'll, you know, all share a chuckle … although that seems extremely unlikely, if not downright impossible.

zoegirl:

AAARGH, i'm getting all worked up, when the only reason i'm texting is to warn you of her wrath. so watch out, that's all i'm saying!

SnowAngel:

ASS, zoe. yr allowed to say it! ass ass ass! ass-poopy!

zoegirl:

did you just say … ass-poopy?!

SnowAngel:

and GOD, why do you have to be so nice all the time? we will NOT be sharing a chuckle with jana at our 20th reunion. we will not be sharing a chuckle with jana at our 100th reunion! i suppose it's to your credit that yr trying to be all fair-minded or whatever (gag), but honestly? it's just annoying.

zoegirl:

angela, jana was showing serious psychotic break material by threatening you like that.

zoegirl:

has she said anything to you in person?

SnowAngel:

of course not, cuz i put her in her place and she knows it. *squishes jana with thumb and grinds into icky mess*

SnowAngel:

SHE is the ass-poopy. i learned that term on “Bones,” btw. have you ever watched that show?

SnowAngel:

or, hrmm. maybe it was ass-booby …?

zoegirl:

she's not gonna let this go, you know.

SnowAngel:

oh, whatever. blah blah blah.

SnowAngel:

let's go out tonite and put it all behind us. wanna?

zoegirl:

i can't, i've got plans with doug

SnowAngel:

BOR-RRRRING

SnowAngel:

i'm gonna call maddie and see if SHE wants to go out, since yr now being a you-know-what. (here's a hint: it rhymes with gas-woobie)