madikins? U R AWESOME. u want a list of all your glorious qualities?
mad maddie:
no
mad maddie:
yes
SnowAngel:
ur funny. ur tough. ur gorgeous and hot, even tho u never wear makeup (u really SHLD let me give u a makeover, however), and your cheekbones r freakin incredible. even my mom says so.
mad maddie:
she does?
SnowAngel:
she’s like, “maddie is someone whose looks r only gonna improve as she gets older.”
mad maddie:
that does not sound like a compliment
SnowAngel:
and for the record, zoe and i are both insanely jealous of your hair. ur like “lion-girl” with your tumbled golden curls.
mad maddie:
tumbled golden curls???
mad maddie:
zoe is not jealous of a single part of me, even—excuse me while i gag—my “tumbled golden curls.”
SnowAngel:
we LOVE u, mads. i love u and zoe loves u, and just so u know, she really does feel bad.
mad maddie:
whatevs. no big deal.
SnowAngel:
so… ur all right?
mad maddie:
yeah, i’m fine.
SnowAngel:
remember, ur awesome!!!
Tues, Sept 14, 4:41 PM E.D.T.
SnowAngel:
i’m ba-a-ck
zoegirl:
hold on, giving mary kate english assignment
zoegirl:
okay, done. did you talk to maddie?
SnowAngel:
yes, and her bad mood wasn’t really about u. there was the normal “zoe is so much better than me” baloney, but there was all this jana stuff going on too. so it was the totally wrong time for u to be a grammar nazi, but there’s no way u could have known.
zoegirl:
eeesh
SnowAngel:
but she’s fine.
zoegirl:
good. maybe i can stop worrying about her and start focusing on my english paper. i’ve got another meeting with mr. h tomorrow, and i really want to impress him.
SnowAngel:
no sweat. just wear a tight shirt and he’ll give u an A.
zoegirl:
want to lend me one of yours?
SnowAngel:
sure!
zoegirl:
i was KIDDING, angela.
SnowAngel:
hey, if u’ve got it, flaunt it. that’s what my mom says!
Wed, Sept 15, 7:32 PM E.D.T.
SnowAngel:
hey, mads. i just had a total Zoe’s Scary Mother flashback.
mad maddie:
oh yeah? lemme put “Scandal” on pause. kk, go.
SnowAngel:
well, i called zoe two minutes ago and accidentally INTERRUPTED THEIR DINNER. *horror movie sound effects*
SnowAngel:
even scarier? mrs. barrett answered her phone!
SnowAngel:
zoe’s MOM answered zoe’s phone. i’m not even kidding. she was like, “this is not an appropriate time to call, angela,” and i almost peed my pants.
mad maddie:
u shld have peed into the phone
SnowAngel:
it reminded me of that time zoe was supposed to meet her at starbucks, but didn’t. remember?
mad maddie:
???
SnowAngel:
zoe came home with me from school, and later she was supposed to meet her mom at the peachtree battle starbucks. but by six it was storming like crazy, and my mom was like, “zoe, u can’t walk to starbucks in this weather. call your mom and tell her to pick u up here. she’ll understand.”
SnowAngel:
so zoe did, and her mom came to get her. but she was PISSED.
mad maddie:
what did she do?
SnowAngel:
she was all, “u have made me go out of my way and u have wasted my time. i expect better than this from u!”
mad maddie:
sounds just like her
SnowAngel:
my mom tried to step in and explain, and mrs. barrett totally ignored her. she just yanked zoe out of the house. by then it was obvious zoe was trying not to cry, and it was AWFUL.
mad maddie:
i don’t call zoe if it’s anywhere NEAR dinnertime, cuz i’ve gotten mrs. barrett’s little lecture too.
mad maddie:
u think that’s why zoe gets so uptight sometimes? cuz her mom’s so hard on her?
SnowAngel:
well, duh. she thinks she has to be perfect cuz that’s what her mom tells her every minute of the day.
SnowAngel:
thank god she has us, u know?
mad maddie:
damn straight
SnowAngel:
on a pleasanter subject, i took that “what planet r u” quiz. wanna hear my results?
mad maddie:
let’s have ’em
SnowAngel:
You scored 95% Vivacious Venus. Venus is the planet of love and pleasure, and you’re the poster child. You’re quite the social butterfly, and few can resist your seductive moves. You rarely deny yourself any of life’s pleasures, but be careful that you don’t forget the benefits of hard work and self-discipline!
mad maddie:
u? a social butterfly?
SnowAngel:
let’s not leave out my seductive moves. speaking of, i’m meeting rob at 7-11 tomorrow after school. wanna come? *slips on sock puppets and sings out loud* i love this place, my slurpee is so green!
mad maddie:
wtf?
SnowAngel:
hey, zo just sent me a txt. just… hold on. gonna start group message, brb
Wed, Sept 15, 7:41 PM E.D.T.
SnowAngel:
hello, my petals.
zoegirl:
hey, angela. sorry about my mom.
zoegirl:
and, uh, hey, mads.
mad maddie:
hey, zo
zoegirl:
are you still mad at me from yesterday? because… you kind of weren’t the warmest at school.
mad maddie:
u kinda weren’t either
SnowAngel:
kids, kids! hug and make up already, will you?
zoegirl:
i will if maddie will
mad maddie:
all right, fine. how about this: zoe? if i want help with my grammar—unlikely, but if—i’ll come to u, instead of the other way around. k?
zoegirl:
okay.
zoegirl:
sorry again.
mad maddie:
honestly, it’s all just stupid. crappy mood yesterday, crappy mood today.
mad maddie:
*i* think we shld change the subject. zoe, how’d yr meeting with mr. h go today? he hit on u again?
zoegirl:
oh please
mad maddie:
did u have any Deep Discussions? did he change the course of your life in a way u couldn’t even imagine?
SnowAngel:
what r y’all talking about? i’m lost!
zoegirl:
not exactly… although he did invite me to come to wellspring on friday.
SnowAngel:
what’s wellspring?
zoegirl:
it’s a church group, only not for one particular church. it’s for high school kids, and there’s a devotional and singing and stuff like that. on fridays they meet for breakfast, and mr. h invited me to come.
mad maddie:
it’s for high school kids, but yr TEACHER invited u to come? what did u say?
zoegirl:
i said sure
mad maddie:
u did not
zoegirl:
did too. he’s gonna pick me up at seven on friday morning.
mad maddie:
zoe!!!
u holy roller, u! somebody’s gonna read that poem about the footprints, i can see it now.
SnowAngel:
WHAT POEM ABOUT FOOTPRINTS?
SnowAngel:
y’all are confusing me!
mad maddie:
it’s about this guy who’s walking along a cliff, only it’s not just him, cuz there’s two sets of footprints, and somehow we know that the second pair belongs to God. yay, God!
mad maddie:
but then the guy gets to a really steep part, and when he looks back one of the sets is gone. oh no!
zoegirl:
maddie. you are making fun of me.
mad maddie:
so the guy goes, “oh, my father, why did u forsake me in my time of need?” and God says, “oh no, my son. no, no, no. i was carrying u, don’t u see?”
zoegirl:
it’s sweet. and also my grandmom has a copy of that poem in her bedroom, in a big gold frame.
SnowAngel:
my grandmom has a picture of me in a big gold frame.
mad maddie:
i can’t believe u said yes to mr. h. i truly can’t believe it.
zoegirl:
maddie, you’re overreacting. angela, tell her.
SnowAngel:
um… i think i’ll go play around on pinterest instead. looking for new ways to decorate my room. bye!
zoegirl:
did she really leave?
zoegirl:
angela?
mad maddie:
she was weirded out by the inappropriate sexual conduct she was witnessing.
zoegirl:
maddie, quit. i’m excited mr. h asked me. i wish you could be happy for me too. i mean, out of all the ppl at school, he picked *me*.
zoegirl:
it made me feel special.
mad maddie:
i thought u said lots of kids went to this shindig.
zoegirl:
yeah, but i’m the only one he’s giving a ride to.
mad maddie:
whatevs. just PLEASE don’t get in a back-scratching train. my brother went to this lock-in once at his friend’s church, and he said that all night long everyone gave each other back scratches.
zoegirl:
i so can’t see your brother at a lock-in. mark went to a lock-in?
mad maddie:
he said back-scratching trains r how christian boys cop a feel.
zoegirl:
relax, i won’t get in a back-scratching train.
mad maddie:
all right, then.
mad maddie:
u take that quiz i sent u?
zoegirl:
u and your quizzes.
zoegirl:
hold on, i’ll pull up my results:
You scored 75% Structured Saturn. Saturn is the planet of responsibility and discipline, and you couldn’t be more reliable if you tried. While it’s admirable to be so diligent and self-disciplined, know that life’s too short not to break the rules every once in a while.
mad maddie:
ha! that is SO u.
zoegirl:
thanks a lot. you and angela get the fun planets, and what do i get? i get sucky saturn, planet of responsibility and discipline.
mad maddie:
hey, they call ’em as they see ’em.
zoegirl:
and who would “they” be, the planetary fairies?
mad maddie:
as opposed to the God and baby jesus fairies?
mad maddie:
jk. i really do believe in God, just not wellspring.
zoegirl:
whatever. bye, powerful pluto.
mad maddie:
byeas, structured saturn.
zoegirl:
ttyl!
Wed, Sept 15, 8:40 PM E.D.T.
mad maddie:
yo, angela! come back from the Land of Pinterest!
SnowAngel:
u again! wazzup?
mad maddie:
zoe and mr. h and this friday morning fellowship thing???? u seriously think this is normal?
SnowAngel:
well, i seriously think it’s… i dunno. it’s a school-sponsored event, isn’t it?
mad maddie:
is it? and even so, how does that make it better?
mad maddie:
they’re all gonna join hands and sing “It Only Takes a Spark!” you know they are.
SnowAngel:
aw, i like that song. it makes me feel all warm inside.
mad maddie:
oh god
SnowAngel:
*looks soulfully into the distance* that’s how it is with God’s love, once u experience it. u wanna sing, it’s fresh like spring, u wa-a-a-nt to pas-s-s-ss it on.
SnowAngel:
i think it’s called “pass it on,” come to think of it.
mad maddie:
it just surprises me that zoe’s getting all religious. i thought she was smarter than that.
SnowAngel:
what, smart ppl can’t be religious? and zoe goes to church, u know. at least every so often.
mad maddie:
yeah… but friday morning fellowship????
SnowAngel:
oh, phooey. maybe she’ll meet some guys.
mad maddie:
like mr. h, u mean?
mad maddie:
a teacher shouldn’t be offering rides to his students when it’s just going to be the two of them. especially when it’s mr. h.
SnowAngel:
relax, maddie. repeat after me: “zoe is just going to friday morning fellowship. she has not sold her soul to the devil.”
mad maddie:
yeah? just u wait!
Thu, Sept 16, 7:02 PM E.D.T.
zoegirl:
hey, angela. i called you about an hour ago—did you get my message?
SnowAngel:
yeah, sorry for not answering. i was hanging out with rob. *drools*
SnowAngel:
i actually can’t txt for long cuz he’s picking me up at 8 to go hear this band at the dark horse.
zoegirl:
the dark horse? isn’t that a bar?
SnowAngel:
i’m gonna use his sister’s i.d.
zoegirl:
you better be careful. you could get so busted if the bouncer doesn’t go for it.
SnowAngel:
nah, rob says they’d just take lisa’s license and cut it up, but that’s not gonna happen. so what’d u call about?
zoegirl:
you know i’m going to friday morning fellowship, right?
SnowAngel:
yeah, and maddie’s steamed like a pot sticker.
zoegirl:
i know. it’s bizarre. it’s like she thinks i’m joining some beardy-weirdy religious cult.
SnowAngel:
maybe… or maybe she’s afraid ur gonna jump in the sack with mr. h.
zoegirl:
angela!!! please don’t even SAY that. like mr. h would even consider it!
SnowAngel:
would u want him to?
zoegirl:
very funny.
zoegirl:
*i* think it has to do with the whole religious thing, and the fact that it means i’ll be hanging out with new people. all day at school maddie called me her sister in christ, and then she’d throw out a word like “shit” or “balls” and gasp as if she was afraid she’d offended me. “oh dear,” she’d say. “will your new friends be pissed? i mean, perturbed?”
SnowAngel:
she’s just teasing
zoegirl:
it’s so irritating. i wouldn’t care if she wanted to hang out with other people.
SnowAngel:
r u kidding? i would! 4ever friends, remember? the winsome threesome?
zoegirl:
but that doesn’t mean JUST us.
SnowAngel:
it doesn’t? jk
zoegirl:
it’s j
ust… i really like talking to mr. h, that’s all.
zoegirl:
i’m not going to start wearing huge crosses around my neck, and i’m not going to replace madigan with cherryl ann booth. geez.
SnowAngel:
i know. don’t worry.
zoegirl:
but back to why i called. i know it’s dumb, but what should i wear? to friday morning fellowship, i mean.
SnowAngel:
dumb? *widens eyes* zoe, fashion is NEVER dumb!
zoegirl:
soooo?
SnowAngel:
well, zoe dear, it’s all about the details. say, for example, i’m getting ready for a date… hey, wait a minute! i AM getting ready for a date!
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