Blue Lavender Girl
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I have been at home for the last week, and I now bring my mum a cup of tea every morning and she loves that, and we chat for a few minutes before she starts her day. I have been helping out a bit at the kids’ club she runs for the church and I really get why she stays late, there’s so much to get done. She loves the meals I’ve been cooking too, and Aidan is home so he’s been teaching me even more recipes.
When I told Dad about how I learned to ballroom dance, he pulled back the sofa and did a quickstep with me. I had no idea he could do that! Then he showed me the train tickets they have bought to get me home from school every second weekend. I think that I’ll get on much better with them this way, I won’t get so grumpy and take them for granted. Dad and I are even having conversations, mostly about ordinary things, but I like that.
I know I’ll miss Kira and Dee, but you do need to move on with your own life sometimes. I like them a lot, I just don’t really like myself when I’m with them.
I am allowed to go to Aunt Maisie’s for mid-term, and Jackson is working on his parents so he can be at the Big House at the same time. Jenny will be with her parents in New York for that week, but she says that Jackson and Bob’s school and ours are always meeting up for dances and debates and sports matches, so we’ll all be back together really soon.
I am sitting in the same room as when the power cut happened. It’s the same room, but so much better. It’s funny how the whole world changed when I did.
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MAY 30
I wish I was international, you know, jet set and everything. That way I could be booking a plane ticket somewhere and not just sitting in the bedroom I’ve had for the past fourteen years re-reading my text messages. ‘Chat 2 ya! Mmwah! CU xxx’; that’s all it said, like she was going off to dance class and I’d see her after!
I was minding the shop when it first came through and I was so angry I almost threw the phone at the Pringles display. I thought that it should mean something to her that our little group is being split up, at least for the summer. Charlie’s Dad is such a pain; he hasn’t even called her much since Christmas, but then he sends for her to join him in Canada without even thinking that she might have a life. What pisses me off most is that Charlie didn’t seem to care about months of being ignored by him and all those conversations we had about it, instead she got all excited about Vancouver and sailing and her Dad’s dog and stuff and didn’t even ask me how I was going to survive on my own.
I spent this evening downstairs minding the shop, pretending to study and dying to get back to my room so I could cry. My eyes kept welling up and I had to pretend to all the regulars that I had hayfever.
At least Hellie will be around for another week, but then it’s worse because she doesn’t expect to be back EVER. She’s another one who could work a bit harder at being upset! You’d swear all this was normal. And it’s worst for me because I’ll be doing the same things as usual except on my own. They’ll be having real adventures and meeting amazing people.
They are the best friends I’ve ever had and at fifteen I’m way too old for getting new ones. I can’t think of one other person I know who I could stand for more than a minute-and-a-half.
I don’t want Mum to hear me crying in case she thinks it’s about Gran and gets all upset herself. I mean, I am still upset about that, but I find I can only really cry about one thing at a time, otherwise I get all confused, and the tears stop, and I just feel a more muddy kind of awful.
I have started writing this because last night I saw a film about a girl who found a diary that a girl wrote two hundred years ago and it was really interesting. Maybe this will be interesting in the twenty-third century, because God knows there is nothing good about my life right now. In fact the best thing is Johnny Saunders and I only ever walk past him at the bus stop and don’t even say anything. Next week I won’t even have that, because the exams will be over.
Maybe I should explain about cars and microwaves and iPods and all that, but I suppose they will have better history books in two centuries time, so they won’t need those kinds of details from me. I would love it if I was important or did something like a really historical person.
Copper Girl by Judy May, Out Now!
Copper Girl by Judy May, 2006
ISBN-10: 0–86278–990–7
ISBN:-13: 978–0–86278–990–9
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About the Author
JUDY MAY grew up in Dublin and is an international traveller and adventurer. She has visited over thirty different countries and has lived in Kathmandu, Paris and New York. She has a degree in Drama and a Masters in literature from Trinity College, Dublin. Her ballroom dancing teachers are Ian Waite and Camilla Dallerup from the BBC’s Strictly Come Dancing series.
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May, Judy
Blue lavender girl
1. Teenage girls - Fiction 2. Young adult fiction
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