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My Crazy Life: Episode I-The Summer Everything Changed Installment VIII

Chapter VIII

Sleepovers & School Switches 

I lay outstretched on the B&B lawn. The sun shone on my face and kept my body warm. Cars passed by and almost all of the them honked. Becca Lou, who was supposed to be watching Mini-Lou, ran around the yard making bubbles with Rachel and Bella. Meanwhile, Mini-Lou threw mud on unsuspecting people.

“Penny for your thoughts,” Leo said laying down next to me.

“I wish summer could last forever,” I whispered.

“I just wasted a penny,” Leo mumbled as he threw a penny on my stomach.

“Jokes on you! I didn’t even feel it!” I shouted.

“Well do you feel THIS?” Leo shouted. He turned over and started tickling me.

“Stop it!” I shouted as we started to roll down the driveway.

“Never!” Leo shouted as he continued to find a feeling spot.

“Aren’t you supposed to say ‘as you wish?’,” I joked.

“Huh?” Leo asked as we landed at the end of the driveway.

“Leo? CHARLLY!” Virginia screamed from down the street.

“Oh no,” Leo mumbled. For the first time ever, Leo actually looked scared of Virginia.

Leo quietly picked me up and carried me back up the driveway to my wheelchair.

“Well aren’t you going to say anything?” Virginia asked sending daggers with her eyes at us.

“What do you want me to say? You’re controlling, bossy, and loud?” Leo asked.

“Excuse me?” Virginia asked outraged.

“Or would you me to say I made a big mistake when I sent you that mushy Valentine?” Leo asked.

Virginia tried to speak, but no words came out of her mouth.

“It’s been fun. No actually, that’s a lie,” Leo said.

“I’m breaking up with you Leopold Logan the Second!” Virginia screamed.

I tried not to laugh at this very tense and serious moment. Leopold?

“I never asked you to be my girlfriend in the first place!” Leo shouted as he walked down the driveway.

Virginia looked at me and then at Leo who was almost out of sight.

“That did not just happen,” Virginia spit. “He did not just break up with me.”

“Virginia, I’m sorry,” I started.

“No, you’re not!” Virginia screamed. “You planed this whole thing! You just stole my boyfriend!”

“What!” I shouted. “I’ve only been here for three weeks!”

“So your plan worked faster than you expected!” Virginia shouted.

“What plan?” I asked.

“Mi Scusi! Excuse me!”

Virginia and I turned. Neither of us had noticed a yellow taxi drive up the driveway or a young man get out of it.

“Can we help you?” Virginia asked.

“Maybe you can,” The young man said with an Italian accent. “I’m looking for an O’Donnell residence.”

“Ms. Shelby O’Donnell?” Virginia asked.

“Yes! She’s my sorella sister,” The man said.

“You’re Giovanni!” Virginia shouted in full drawl. “The Italian half-brother.”

“And you must be Virginia,” Giovanni said. “The girl with the terrible drawl.”

Virginia blushed.

“Ms. O’Donnell doesn’t live in Florida. She lives in North Adams. You’re about twenty minutes away from your destination. Her orchid is the first house on the outskirts of North Adams. If you see a brown barn, you’ve gone too far. That’s the Woods property.”

“Grazie,” Giovanni smiled. He got back into his taxi and it took off.

“Who was that?” Regina asked sneaking up behind us.

“Giovanni Moore,” Virginia said all dreamy.

“Does Leo have competition,” Regina joked.

Virginia stared at Regina. The fire was back in her eyes.

“UGH!” Virginia screamed. “Rachel! We’re going home!”

“No, I’m not!” Rachel shouted back. “I’m staying over for the sleepover.”

“Sleepover? What sleepover?” Virginia asked.

“Becca Lou’s having a Before School Sleepover here tonight,” I said.

“Well, then I’m having a sleepover tonight!” Virginia screamed. She ran into the B&B.

“Virginia’s heartbroken,” Rachel said. “Virginia does crazy things when her heart breaks.”

“Why would a sleepover be crazy?” I asked.

“Charlly!” Mom shouted. “We need to talk to you!”

What had Virginia done?

**

Actually, Virginia had not uttered a word about my ‘evil’ plan to steal Leo away from her. When I rolled into the B&B, I found Virginia on the phone trying to convince her aunt to let her have a sleepover and Laz, Mom, and Lou sitting on the couch.

“I should go,” Cece Elizabeth said getting up.

Lou almost looked disappointed.

“Charlly, we need to talk about school,” Mom said.

“Ok,” I said. “Are we going to start late or something? I hear that this new CO/OP center for homeschoolers.”

“Charlly, honey, you won’t be homeschooled this year,” Mom said. “Neither will Becca Lou.”

“What! Why?” I asked.

“Charlly, we aren’t going anywhere,” Mom said. Lou and Laz nodded in agreement. “Laz and I have decided to stay in the Berkshires for at least until after Becca Lou’s graduated. We love it here. We love that you guys have made friends so fast. Laz has his family here. I’ve finally found a place I can call home.”

I just stared at them. I thought about the words Natalie had said when she finally realized that Florida was the perfect place for her. Was Florida the perfect place for me? I jumped in my wheelchair as Virginia slammed the door as she left. I had already made an enemy, but even with that the want to go back to Chicago was slowly fading away.

“I’m staying too,” Lou said looking off in the direction Cece Elizabeth went.

“You like her,” I blurted.

Lou’s cheeks turned crimson.

“That’s a discussion for another time,” Lou said.

I winked at him and he winked back.

“So tomorrow I will take you down to the high school and sign you up,” Laz said quickly. He gave Lou a quick stare.

“Charlly!” Natalie shouted rolling into the B&B. “Virginia’s having a sleepover! And I can guarantee it’s gonna be CRAZY!”

**

Just the sight of chickens, a goat, and a pig told me why a sleepover would be a crazy idea.

“You have to be careful when you’re at Virginia’s house,” Natalie explained. “I almost squashed a chicken once.”

“Note to self. Don’t go out in the yard,” I said.

“Forget the yard,” Natalie said. “There are chickens in the house.”

“Are there goats too?” I asked.

“Nope,” Natalie said, “but I think Rachel keeps one of the baby pigs in her room.”

“Who lives like this?” I asked as Natalie rang the doorbell.

“Farm people,” Natalie said.

A tall boy yanked open the door.

“In the family room and FYI I’m not lifting you girls up the steps,” The boy said with a Massachusetts accent.

“Hi, Andrew,” Natalie said sarcastically.

“What did ya’ll think of that? Leo’s been giving me voice lessons,” Andrew said.

“I think you should do what I did,” Natalie said.

“And that is?” Andrew asked.

“Let it naturally find its way into my accent. I love the way I say ‘car’ now!” Natalie shouted.

“You’re accent is cute. You got a little British, a little Southerner, and dash of Massachusetts. My accent is a big piece of Southern pie,” Andrew said.

“And you want to sound like you’re from Boston?” I asked.

“Why not?” Andrew asked.

“A teacher told Virginia her accent hurt her ears and she only embraced it more. Own who you are!” Natalie shouted.

“Andrew! Stop harassing my friends!” Virginia shouted. “Well my friend.”

“Sorry, Ginny,” Andrew said.

Tears mounted in Virginia’s eyes.

“Just let them in,” Virginia shouted at Andrew. She marched down the hall.

“She was dumped earlier,” Andrew whispered as we rolled in the house. “And she’s pretty sour about it. Frankly, I don’t know what Leo saw in her in the first place.

Natalie rammed him with her wheelchair and left him silently screaming his pain.

“I haven’t seen you in a while,” Jessie-Maria pouted as Natalie rolled into the family room.

“I haven’t seen my brother in a while,” Natalie said. Jessie-Maria blushed.

“So how’s that going away?” Emily pried.

“None of your beeswax!” Jessie-Maria shouted throwing her pillow at Emily. “How’s your relationship with Nelson?”

“It’s officially and that’s all that I’m saying,” Emily smiled. She started to pet a chicken that had just snuggled up under her arm. “How ya doing Aggie?”

“You know the chickens by name?” I asked.

“Yup,” Emily said. “This is Aggie and the one leaving droppings by your wheelchair is Ellen.”

“You don’t have these chickens potty trained?” I asked.

“All but Ellen,” Virginia giggled. “She refuses to poop anywhere but that spot you are sitting in.”

I immediately rolled away from that spot.

“Hey, girls,” Aunt Jane said walking into the family room. She had a chicken on a leash.

“Hi, Aunt Jane. Hi, Alice,” Natalie said.

“Bock!” Alice shouted. She started to run towards Natalie.

“Stop!” Aunt Jane shouted. “I have a flight risk here. She ran out in the middle of the street. Timmy almost ran over her. He was racing Jaci to the clinic. The poor girl had resorted to puking in her purse.”

“Oh no,” Emily said. “My big brother is gonna be a daddy!”

“What’s so horrible about that?” Aunt Jane asked.

“Think about it,” Emily said. “My big brother Timothy-Caleb Stewart raising a child…with his genes.”

“God help us all,” Aunt Jane said.

Everyone laughed.

“Well, we all know he’ll be a better father than Lou,” Virginia said.

Nobody said anything. Natalie and Aunt Jane stared at Virginia in shock that she had just said that.

“Virginia, that wasn’t a very nice thing to say,” Aunt Jane said. “Apologize.”

Virginia looked at me and smirked.

“I’m sorry, Aunt Jane, but I can’t do that,” Virginia said.

“And why can’t you?” Aunt Jane asked folding her arms.

“Because from this moment on, I am never speaking to Charlotte Lily King ever again!” Virginia shouted.

Natalie and I stared at each other. We were both thinking the same thing.

Oh, snap.

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Natalie: Part 3- Heaven Everywhere Installment Two

“What am I supposed to do?” I asked.

“I’ll talk to her,” Grandma Shirley spoke up.

“NO!” Everyone in the room shouted.

“Ugh, when I try to help everybody tells me not to,” Grandma Shirley mumbled sitting down.

“Please,” Grandma Baldwin pleaded. I nodded and walked to the bridal chambers.

“Momma, are you all right?” I asked.

“Alexander?” Momma groaned. “They’re out to get me! I just can’t marry Steve! I just can’t!”

“Momma, it’s me, Natalie,” I said. “Who’s out to get you?”

“HIM!” Momma cried.

“Who is HIM!?” I asked.

“Alexander, you know how HIM is!” Momma cried.

I sighed.

Grandma Shirley stormed into the bridal chambers.

“I’ve had enough of you!” Grandma Shirley screamed. “You can never make up your mind! The entire wedding is being stalled because you’re sitting in here crying about your dead husband. He’s DEAD! Get over it!”

I was about to say something when Momma snapped.

“I’ve heard enough out of you!” Momma screamed. She picked up her dress and walked out the door.

“Look what you’ve done!” I cried running after her.

“Well I never!” Grandma Shirley snorted as I slammed the door. I ran into the dressing chambers to find Aunt Clarisse putting on Momma’s veil.

“I don’t know what you said to her but whatever it is you said. It worked,” Grandma Baldwin whispered in my ear.

“Still can’t find my other contact lenses! A little help here!” Mrs. Stewart shouted. I bent down and helped her look.

“I’ll go get Mr. Walters,” Mrs. Rivers said walking towards the door. “Found it!”

I got up off the floor and walked towards the chapel.

The chapel Momma and Mr. Steve chose to get married in was small but the view from it was amazing. It was along the Mohawk Trail and from this point you could see the Berkshire Mountains.

“Here are your flowers,” Abby said handing them to me.

“Thanks,” I said. “Are you nervous?”

“Not too much,” Abby said. “I’m afraid I’m going to trip.”

“You’ve got flats on,” I said. “Me on the other hand. I have heels on. I’m the one who might trip.”

Abby laughed.

“Cue the music!” Mrs. Rivers whispered excitedly.

I sighed and prepared for my life to change.

**

I was swaying. I opened my eyes and found myself in the reception hall. It had to be almost midnight now. Most of the people had gone home already, but a few had were still at the reception hall.

The Christmas song was playing. It wasn’t one of those fast verisons but a slow one. One that you could sway to.

I was in Darcy’s arms. His eyes were closed and he had a smile on his lips. I looked around the room. The Rivers’ were still here and Sean was asleep in Mr. Rivers lap. I smiled.

Momma and Mrs. Rivers were chatting away like they had all the time in the world. Grandma Shirley sat in a corner along with my two uncles. They were fighting over a Sudoku answer.

Abby and Zach were the only two other people on the dance floor. They looked like they were asleep also. They both were smiling sweet soft smiles.

Jaci was asleep on Timmy’s shoulder. Timmy was stuffing food into his mouth.

Megan was sleeping on Mr. Steve’s lap. She had a smile on her lips and you just couldn’t help but wonder what she was dreaming about.

Mr. Steve and Mr. Rivers were talking. Both of them were stroking the hair of the girl in their laps.

Emily was sitting in a chair looking in pain. Nelson was feeding her chocolate cake. I couldn’t help but giggle.

Virginia and Leo were playing some game on the table. It looked like they were throwing grapes at each other.

Regina sat stone-faced next to Andrew, Virginia’s older brother. Andrew looked bored and disinterested. Occasionally, he would look over at Aunt Jane, who was talking to Mrs. Stewart, with desperate eyes begging to go.

Virginia’s little sister Rachel was singing along with the Christmas Song with all her heart. She was holding her baby sister Caroline in her arms.

As I said, Aunt Jane and Mrs. Stewart were talking. Aunt Jane’s eyes told me that she was surprised she was having a conversation with Mrs. Stewart and actually enjoying it. Mrs. Stewart’s eyes told me that she was hoping she had made a new friend.

Mr. Stewart refused to come to the wedding and the Stewarts’ invitation didn’t have his name on it anyway. Momma refused to include him even though Ms. Donna and Mr. Steve pleaded with her to. Momma said the wedding was off if she had to invite Mr. Stewart. Frankly, I wasn’t mad about. I don’t like Mr. Stewart.

Grandma and Grandpa Baldwin were looking at me. They were grinning from ear to ear. When I looked at her, Grandma Baldwin gave me a quick wink. I smiled back.

My mind went back to swaying in Darcy’s arms. Strangely, I didn’t want to let go. I felt safe here in his arms. Wow, I can’t believe I actually wanted to be around Darcy Edwards. What a couple months can do…………

I wanted to stay here forever. I didn’t want to have to face the world again. If I could stay right here in Darcy’s arms surrounded by all these people I loved and cared about nothing could make me feel better.

And for some reason, I felt like this was heaven.

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Farm Girl- Installment Three

**

The bell rang for lunch and I was about to get up when a boy walked over to Leo.

“I heard that you’ve started selling the Valentines,” The boy said.

“Yup,” Leo said smiling.

“I’d like to buy three,” The boy said.

“That will be three dollars,” Leo said opening his desk and handing him three Valentines.

“Thanks,” The boy said handing him three dollars.

“What kind of Valentines do you sell?” I asked interested.

“See for yourself,” Leo said with a smirk on his face. He handed me one from his desk.

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I don’t know what to say around you

“Don’t tell me that you’re selling this junk!” I shouted outraged.

“Excuse me?” Leo asked.

“If I were to receive this Valentine I would be crushed!” I shouted getting up from my chair. “This Valentine is despicable!”

“Despicable?” Leo asked getting up from his chair.

“Despicable,” I repeated. I stormed into the cafeteria.

“Look at this! Look at this!” I shouted shoving a Valentine in Natalie’s face.

“What is it?” Natalie asked harshly. She didn’t look mad but she sure sounded mad.

“This is so rude! So ridiculous! I would punch the boy who gave me THIS piece of junk!” I screamed.

Everyone at that lunch table looked at me like I was crazy. Especially Emily Stewart.

“Calm down,” Natalie said snatching the Valentine out of my hand. She read it.

“What’s wrong with that?” Natalie asked. She had scrunched up look on her face.

“I don’t know what to say around you? What kind of cheesy line is that? It might as well read ‘Roses are red. Violets are blue. I really don’t want to give a Valentine to you.’” I said sitting down.

“I don’t see what’s wrong with it,” Darcy said standing up for Natalie. I gave him a look. Boys.

“This is being marketed as a Valentine to give to someone who you really don’t want to give a Valentine too! Dozens of poor girls are going to receive this terrible Valentine!” I shouted.

Ok so I didn’t really know if this was being marketed as a Valentine to give to someone you didn’t want to give a Valentine too, but I wouldn’t be surprised if it was!

“VIRGINIA!” Aunt Jane screamed running into the lunch room waving a brown bag.

“What now?” I muttered. I was starting to wonder if she was a little bit more than slightly crazy.

“I didn’t give you a lunch before you took off,” Aunt Jane huffed. “I’m sorry.”

She gave it to me. I took one look and decided this woman could not make a PB&J sandwich.

“Thanks,” I said taking it anyway. Aunt Jane smiled.

“Somebody get their Valentine’s Day out of the way?” Aunt Jane asked picking up the disgusting Valentine.

“No,” I sneered. “I just found out that my desk partner is selling these!”

“Then sell them back,” Aunt Jane said.

“Huh?” Everyone at the table including me asked.

“You make Valentines bigger and better,” Aunt Jane said.

“That’s a wonderful idea!” I shouted. “I’ll beat him at his own game!” Aunt Jane nodded.

She may be more than slightly crazy but her crazy ideas can be good.

This was war.

**

It took me all night to make a bunch of Valentines. I made some for friendship. I made lots for romance. I made a big mistake letting my little sister cut out hearts. By the way she cut them you would think she didn’t know what a heart was!

“VIRGINIA! ANDREW! RACHEL!” Aunt Jane shouted the next afternoon. The three of us ran down the steps.

“What’s wrong, Aunt Jane?” Rachel asked.

“There’s been a terrible accident on the Mohawk Trail. They want Andrew to go down and help out,” Aunt Jane said trying to catch her breath.

“Who was hurt?” I asked grabbing my coat.

“Zach Davis and Darcy Edwards,” Aunt Jane said trying to put her arm through Rachel’s coat’s armhole.

“Who’s Zach Davis?” I asked handing Aunt Jane her coat.

“He’s Mr. Stewart’s nephew. Trust me they do not get along,” Aunt Jane said picking up the car keys.

“How bad is it?” Andrew asked as we hopped into the car.

“They aren’t dead but Zach is badly hurt,” Aunt Jane said going way over the speed limit.

“Aunt Jane, slow down! I haven’t even put my seatbelt on!” I screamed. Aunt Jane didn’t seem to hear me. We got to the sight of the crash in less than two minutes.

“Don’t ever do that kids!” Aunt Jane shouted hopping out of the car.

I stumbled out. I felt like puking. I saw a sight. Natalie was being loaded onto an ambulance.

“What’s wrong with Natalie?” I asked Mrs. Baldwin.

“She fell,” Mrs. Baldwin said. “Nothing to worry about. She wasn’t in the accident.”

Andrew walked down the hill and started helping.

“What happened?” I asked.

“We don’t know yet. They haven’t tried talking to them. Zach is unconscious and Darcy is delirious,” Mrs. Baldwin said. “Poor Natalie.”

Mrs. Baldwin walked away before I could ask her what that last part meant.

“I have the strangest feeling that a certain Stewart dispute had something to do with this,” Aunt Jane said under her breath.

And for a strange reason even thou I knew nothing about Stewart disputes I had a feeling it did too.

**

I walked into the North Adams hospital with two Get Well balloons and one box full of Valentines. I planned on selling my first Valentine today.

“You’re my first friend visitor,” Darcy said as I walked into the room. I smiled.

“I have to admit this isn’t only just a social call,” I said pulling a chair up close to his bed.

“I’ll buy a Valentine or two from you,” Darcy laughed.

“So who do you need?” I asked.

“I need a Valentine for my mother, Emily, Regina, Jaci, and Abby,” Darcy said. “And maybe one for little Megan.”

“You don’t want to give a Valentine to Natalie?” I asked a little outraged.

“I do don’t get me wrong but…………,” Darcy started. “Can I tell you a secret?”

“Sure,” I shrugged. I tried not to squirm in my seat.

“Well one Christmas morning I left a present for Natalie under her little Charlie Brown tree but I didn’t put my name on it. Ever since I’ve been sending her anonymous gifts,” Darcy said not quite looking at my face. “Natalie calls me her Secret Santa but she doesn’t know its me.”

“How romantic!” I cried. “I have the perfect Valentine!”

I went rummaging through my box and found the Valentine I was thinking about.

“I don’t know,” Darcy said reading it. “What if she doesn’t feel the same way? I mean……”

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of that,” I smiled.

Darcy looked at me strangely.

“Tell you what. I have to stop by and see Zach. I’ll go visit him and come back. It will give you time to think about it,” I said. “But don’t worry. I know Natalie likes you that way. I just do. I’m not just a farm girl you know? I also do the occasionally matchmaking!”

Darcy laughed as I walked out the room with my box and Zach’s balloon.

“Can I see Zach Davis?” I asked a nurse.

“Do you know him?” The nurse asked.

“I’ve got a balloon for him. I also live in Florida,” I said. “My name is Virginia Powers. I live with my Aunt Jane Powers.”

“I’ll ask him,” The nurse said walking towards his room.

“And tell him I’ve got Valentines!” I shouted.

The nurse came back a minute later.

“He says he doesn’t know you but he knows your Aunt so he said you can come in,” The nurse said. I smiled and walked down the hall.

“Hello!” I said walking into the room.

“Hi,” Zach said weakly.

“I’m afraid we haven’t met,” I said putting the box of Valentine’s down. “I’m Virginia Powers.”

“Zach Davis,” He smiled. “I only let you in because she said you had Valentines.”

I smiled and laughed.

“Yup,” I said shaking the box. “What do you need?”

“I’m afraid someone is trying to kill me,” Zach said.

“And you want to send them a Valentine?” I asked.

“No!” Zach shouted. “I want a Valentine for Abby.”

“Abby Matthews?” I asked. “The one that lives in Boston?”

“That’s the one,” Zach said. “If there’s one thing I want to do before I die is marry that girl.”

“She didn’t mention a boyfriend,” I said digging through my box.

“That’s because I’m an old boyfriend,” Zach sighed. “I left her but I sure didn’t forget her.”

“If you broke up with her why in the world would she want to marry you?” I asked.

“I knew her back in college and well she left me that time and well I guess we’re even now,” Zach said. He had a smile on his face.

“I think I’m going to have to make a special Valentine for this one,” I said putting a lid on the box.

The nurse that had helped me walked into the room with a syringe in her hand.

“Flu shot,” The nurse said. “Doctor’s orders.”

Zach quickly jumped out of his hospital bed. His legs were really shaky. He started to run but the Nurse stuck the syringe in his arm. She ran after him wanting to complete the job.

I had a feeling Zach wasn’t kidding when he said he thought someone wanted to kill him.

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Highlight & Contest: Will You Be My Valentine?

Valentine’s Day is coming soon and I decided that this is the perfect time to have our first ever contest!

Contest Info:Valentine’s Day is about two weeks away and love is in the air in Florida, Massachusetts! But a couple of people are too afraid to tell their feelings to the person they like so they sent anonymous Valentines! Who likes who? Its up to you to find out!

So what you have to do is figure out who sent the Valentine and to who. Comment your answers but chose wisely you only get one chance! It should look like this: Valentine X was given to Blank from Blank.

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All of the Valentines!

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Valentine A

My heads in the clouds

My heart’s in my throat

I’m walking on air

Handing you this note!

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Valentine B

Love is patient.

Love does not envy or boast.

Love is not arrogant or rude.

Love never fails.

Love never rejoices at wrongdoing.

Not irritable or resentful.

Love does not insist on its own way.

Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

Love is kind so be my Valentine!

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Valentine C

Take all my love.

Take all my kisses.

But there better be a ring.

If you want me to be your Mrs.! 

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Valentine D

I have just one Valentine’s Day wish.

That you’ll be my Darcy and I’ll be your Elizabeth!

So what do you say?

Will you make my Valentine’s Day?

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Valentine E

Roses are Red.

Violets are blue.

I never know what to say around you!

I’d like to convince myself there’s no one left to ask.

But the truth is I only want you!

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Valentine F

I know we’re young.

I know its soon.

But I think I’m in love with you!

There is no fear in love, but perfect love cast out fear.

So I’m just going to say it.

Please be my Valentine till the end of time!

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Valentine G (two people receive this Valentine)

You’re amazing.

Did you know?

I’ve crushed on you.

Since long ago.

So here’s my heart.

And here’s my soul.

I think its time you should know.

Will you be?

Can you be?

Could you think of me?

That way?

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Valentine H

Roses are Red.

Violets are blue.

I never know what to say around you!

I don’t want to blurt it but since its Valentine’s Day.

I think I should tell you that I like you in that special kind of way!

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Valentine I

Left you once.

Lost you twice.

Now its the third time.

So I’m not going to take any chances.

Please be my Valentine and my wife.

Who ever gets them all right (or gets the most right) wins the contest! I will announce the winner and PRIZE on Valentine’s Day! Good Luck!

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Farm Girl- Installment Two

**

A red truck pulled up in Aunt Jane’s driveway. I ran to the window to see who it was.

Timmy Stewart got out of the truck. He opened the passenger door and Jaci Matthews got out.

“Virginia, it’s not polite to spy,” Aunt Jane said when she saw me peeping out the window.

“Timmy Stewart is with Jaci Matthews,” I said.

“What is she doing with that boy?” Aunt Jane asked looking out the window. I laughed on the inside.

Jaci saw me in the window and waved. I felt my cheeks go red.

Timmy rang the doorbell and Aunt Jane opened it.

“Timmy Stewart, what are you doing here?” Aunt Jane asked as she let them in.

“I thought that maybe I could show Andrew around the high school. He is going to Drury High School right?” Timmy asked.

“He is,” Aunt Jane said. “How….thoughtful.”

“I’m taking a standardized test!” Jaci shouted.

“Standardized test?” I asked taking some eggs out of the refrigerator.

“Mother homeschooled me so I never got my high school diploma. Father says I have to take standardized test to get a high school diploma. If I don’t pass he’ll enroll me next year,” Jaci said. “Timmy’s driving me.”

“I’ll go get Andrew and tell him that you’ve offered to show him around,” Aunt Jane said walking up the steps.

“So how’s Florida so far?” Timmy asked me as I made the eggs.

“All right I guess,” I answered.

“Do you like chickens?” Rachel asked Timmy as she got out the oatmeal. Jaci and Timmy burst out laughing.

“What’s so funny?” Rachel asked.

“Timmy used to be a chicken shooter,” Jaci laughed. Rachel looked horrified.

“I don’t shot chickens anymore,” Timmy said ruffling her hair. I took the eggs off the stuff and took the oatmeal from Rachel and started making it.

“Why did you shot chickens in the first place?” Rachel asked.

“That’s a very good question,” Timmy said. Andrew walked down the steps.

“Aunt Jane says that you’re going to show me around the high school,” Andrew said as I handed him his sandwich.

“I FORGOT TO MAKE SOME BREAKFAST!” Aunt Jane hollered running down the steps with Caroline in her arms.

“I got it Aunt Jane,” I said making Rachel a sandwich.

“Ya’ll better get going,” Aunt Jane said looking at the clock.

“Buy four chickens,” Timmy said as Andrew and Jaci walked out of the house. “I didn’t give you two for Darlene.”

He closed the door.

“He killed YOUR chickens?” Rachel asked a little outraged. Aunt Jane just stared at the door in awe.

**

“Class,” Ms. O’Donnell said in a disgusted voice. “This is Virginia Powers.”

“Hello, Virginia,” The class said.

“And this is Natalie Baldwin,” Ms. O’Donnell said in a nicer tone. “Both will be joining our class today. Most of you know Natalie but Virginia is new to Florida. Why don’t you tell us about yourself?”

“Well I’m from Virginia,” I stared. Ms. O’Donnell looked like somebody was stabbing her in the back.

“I’m a farm girl,” I said. “I have an older brother who is in high school and two younger sisters.”

“Thank you Virginia that will be all,” Ms. O’Donnell said. “Natalie, would you like to tell the class a little bit about yourself?”

“Well I moved here about a month ago. I live at the Sunshine B&B. I have a younger sister Megan and will have two steps sisters as soon as my mother marries Steve Matthews,” Natalie said. “I love Christmas as my name implies.”

I had no idea how her name implied that.

“Thank you, Natalie,” Ms. O’Donnell said. “The two of you may chose your seats.”

There were two empty seats, one in the back and one in the front. I loved being in the front row. The seat that was in the front row was next to Darcy Edwards. I knew that Natalie would want to be desk partners with Darcy.

I sighed on the inside and winked at her. She gave me a surprised expression. I walked towards the back and caught a glimpse of relief in Darcy’s face.

“Leo Logan,” My desk partner said offering his hand.

“Virginia Powers,” I said shaking it.

 

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Natallie: Part 2- Marshmallow World Installment Sixteen

**

The sound of chickens clucking filled my ears as I walked out of our van. An ice cream party when it was below freezing seemed crazy to me.

“Me want ice cream!” Megan cried as we walked towards the front door. Was I the only one who thought this ice cream party was crazy?

A scrawny looking red haired girl answered the door. She was tall. She had a sour look on her face. She had her hands on her hips. Her body language told me that she did not want to be here.

“Hello,” Mr. Steve said to her.

“And who might you be?” The girl asked looking at all of us. Everyone at the B&B had come and since Timmy was there he tagged along.

“I’m Steve Matthews. Who might you be?” Mr. Steve asked her.

“Virginia Powers,” The girl said taking her hands off her hips. “Farm Girl.”

Ok…………..

Jaci smiled at her as if she thought what Virginia had said was funny.

“Hello, Virginia, I’m Jaci Matthews,” Jaci said with a huge smile on her face. How she never got tired of smiling I will never know. Virginia gave an awkward nod.

“Sunshine B&B clan….and Timmy,” Aunt Jane said walking up to the door. “Come in! Come in!”

“Sunshine B&B clan?” Virginia asked as we filed into the house.

“We all live at the Sunshine B&B,” Darcy explained. “Expect for Timmy.”

“So your name is Virginia?” I asked. It wasn’t to be rude or anything. I thought Virginia was a nice and pretty name. She gave me the awkward nod she had given Jaci.

“Natalie Baldwin,” I said offering my hand. I thought of something.

“Miami Girl,” I quickly added. Everyone in the room but Virginia laughed.

“Virginia, I think you and Natalie are going to get along. Natalie just moved here from Miami, Florida,” Aunt Jane said. Virginia gave another one of those odd nods.

“Oh! Where are my manors!” Aunt Jane shouted. “You’re probably wondering who all these people are. Virginia, meet Riley Baldwin. She’s Natalie’s mom and she’s engaged to Steve Matthews. He’s the tall guy. The short girl is his daughter Jaci. The tall auburn is his other daughter Abby. She doesn’t live at the B&B. She lives in Boston. Then there’s Darcy. He’s the black haired cutie. Timmy Stewart is the tall blonde one with a side bang. The little girl in Riley’s arms is Megan. She’s like two. The blonde girl is Regina Drew and the dirty blonde boy standing next to her is her twin brother Nelson Drew. The brown haired woman in the blue coat is Donna Edwards. She’s Darcy’s mother. The tall older looking lady is Mrs. Walters. The two other people or Mr. and Mrs. Drew. They’re Nelson and Regina’s parents. Oh and the baby boy in Mrs. Drew’s hands is Fred. The ice creams in the kitchen.”

“Ice cream?” Virginia asked. I let a snicker escape me.

“We’re having an ice cream party! The whole town is invited!” Aunt Jane shouted.

“But it’s like seventeen degrees outside!” Virginia shouted. Yes! Finally someone else who thought this was a crazy idea.

“That’s what I said,” I laughed. I gave Aunt Jane my coat and hobbled off towards the kitchen.

“Hello,” A little black haired girl said to me. “I’m Rachel Powers. I’m seven and I moved here last night. That’s my brother Andrew.”

The little girl pointed to a tall blonde boy. He was looking at……..goat sections.

“I like the white one!” Rachel shouted pointing to the screen.

“I like the grey and white one,” Andrew said. Rachel gave him a mad face.

“Where’s the kitchen?” I asked. “Aunt Jane told me I’d find ice cream there.”

“Ice cream?” Rachel asked. She ran towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen I found Darcy scooping chocolate ice cream.

“What happened to your knee?” Rachel asked.

“Natalie hit her cast on my knee,” Darcy said nodding his head towards me. He didn’t say it like he was mad. I couldn’t be sure but I thought there was a hint of laugher in his voice.

“Why would she do that?” Rachel asked confused.

“Because I tripped her and that caused her to break her foot,” Darcy joked. He gave me a smile. I felt my eyes pop out.

“That was mean,” Rachel said scooping strawberry ice cream.

“She didn’t do it on purpose,” Darcy said getting a spoon.

“Did you trip her on purpose?” Rachel asked. Darcy didn’t answer. He just walked out the room. I sighed and shook my head.

By the time I decided what ice cream I wanted and where the spoons where the party was in full swing. Most of the people from town where there.

I saw Timmy introducing Emily to Virginia. Poor Virginia.

“Natalie!” Ms. Ross called. She had a tall looking woman with her.

“I would like you to meet the seventh grade teacher Ms. Shelby O’Donnell,” Ms. Ross said. “I’m sad to say it but I talked with Principal Helga and she thinks that you can move up a grade in everything.” Ms. Ross looked like she was praying hard about something.

I was surprised. I hadn’t moved up in Math because Ms. O’Donnell didn’t want a ‘limited sixth grader’ in her classroom.

“Hello, Ms. O’Donnell,” I said giving her a polite smile.

“She’s a little short and just a little bit scrawny,” Ms. O’Donnell said.

I was not that scrawny.

“But I just love the touch of British accent in her voice!” Ms. O’Donnell shouted. “I thought you were from Miami.”

“I am,” I said. “But my father was from England.”

“Your father?” Ms. O’Donnell asked. “I thought your father was Steve Matthews.”

I gagged.

“I think Shelby got the story confused,” Ms. Ross said interrupting. “Steve dated Riley in high school then Riley ran away and then he married Abby and Jaci’s mother. She ran away when Abby was a little baby and she had Jaci up in Charlotte, Maine.”

“Oh,” Ms. O’Donnell said. “And where is your father.”

“He’s dead,” I said not wanting to think about how his accident wasn’t an accident.

“I’m sorry,” Ms. O’Donnell said. “See you Monday morning.”

She walked off and towards Aunt Jane. I walked over to Darcy.

“How do you put up with her?” I asked him.

“Who?” Darcy asked.

“Ms. O’Donnell,” I said.

Darcy burst out laughing.

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Farm Girl-Installment One

Hush Caroline, Everything is gonna be fine

Even thou its night I know the light is not far away.

So let your dreams take you to a faraway place

But keep in mind, we’ll get there someday

If we gotta fly, I’ll grow wings

We’ll just take our time and let God do all the healing

If we gotta go by boat

God will calm the sea

Hush, Caroline, go to sleep

My baby sister Caroline stared at me. She gave me one of her sweet smiles. She wasn’t falling asleep. I had already sung her several times but she wasn’t falling asleep.

I heard footsteps on the steps. For a second I thought it was Momma. I tried not to cry as I looked at Caroline. She looked so much like Momma.

Aunt Lisa opened the door. She stood in the doorway and smiled at me.

“Don’t worry about Caroline. I’ll put her to sleep,” Aunt Lisa smiled. “Go downstairs. Your Uncle Danny wants to talk to you.”

I gave her to my Aunt Lisa. I wondered why Uncle Danny would want to talk to me. I heart wrenching thought came to mind as I walked down the steps. Uncle Danny and Aunt Lisa we’re sending my brother, two sisters, and I away.

Nonsense, Virginia! I thought in my head. Uncle Danny knew how much I loved living on his farm. His farm was so much like that one Papa and Momma had run before they died. This was the fourth relative’s home my siblings and I had lived in since our parents died five months ago. We’ve been here for two months so far and I can’t possible think of any reason Uncle Danny and Aunt Lisa would want us out of their house.

As I walked into the family room I thought of a reason. Their children. They had four children of their own. What if four more was too much to handle?

“Where’s Rachel and Andrew?” Uncle Danny asked.

“Upstairs,” I answered sitting down on the couch. “Probably getting ready for bed.”

“Rachel! Andrew!” Uncle Danny called. My older brother Andrew and my younger sister Rachel quickly came down the steps.

“Yes, Uncle Danny?” Rachel asked sitting in my lap.

“Now, I know you kids have been shifted around quite a bit these last few months,” Uncle Danny said. I looked at his hands. His knuckles were shaking. Papa told me that whenever Uncle Danny’s knuckles shook that meant he had to do something he didn’t want to do.

I nodded and added, “But I like it here.”

A sad look crept into Uncle Danny’s face. I felt mine fall rapidly.

“I’m sure you’ve heard about your Aunt Jane,” Uncle Danny said getting out a photo album. “She’s your dad’s older sister. She’s my younger sister.”

“Yes, we’ve heard about Aunt Jane,” Rachel said. “Papa said he thought she was slightly crazy.”

Uncle Danny gave a chuckle.

“She was always coming up with crazy ideas and getting in trouble for them!” Uncle Danny said taking a picture of Aunt Jane out.

“So what about Aunt Jane?” Andrew asked impatiently.

“When she was twenty-two she moved away up North. She had gotten into Massachusetts College of Liberal Arts in North Adams, Massachusetts. She moved to Florida, Massachusetts a town less than thirty minutes away from North Adams and she’s lived there ever since,” Uncle Danny said. “She studied language. She didn’t want to be a farm girl. Mom and Pops were disappointed but they encouraged her to follow her heart.”

I wish he would just get to his point. I heard all of this before. Traitor. Once a farm girl, always a farm girl.

“I got a phone call from her two weeks ago. She asked how you were doing,” Uncle Danny said pausing.

“Is she coming for a visit?” Rachel asked.

“No,” Uncle Danny said. “Its kinda like the other way around.”

“We’re going to visit her. But it’s the middle of the school year!” Andrew shouted. I rolled my eyes on the inside. Andrew loved going to school. I did not.

“You’re not going to be visiting her,” Uncle Danny said. “Your aunt Jane has decided that she wants to adopt you. She said, ‘Andrew, Virginia, Rachel, and Caroline all four of those little angels!’”

It took me a minute to let all of this sink in.

“What!” I shouted. “But…But…she lives in Massachusetts. That’s like a million miles from here!”

“Not quite a million. It’s not even a thousand miles from here. It’s a little more than ten hours from here,” Uncle Danny said.

“Why would she want to adopt us?” I asked outraged.

“I don’t know,” Uncle Danny said. “She’s family. Maybe she wants to do something for her brother.”

“Well I don’t want to go!” I cried. Uncle Danny sighed.

“You leave tomorrow and that’s that. Now go upstairs and get ready for bed. Your bus leaves at nine.”

Wait, did he just say bus?

**

I sat on the steps determined never to leave Uncle Danny’s farm. If they tried to make me it would be against my will and that would be kidnapping.

“Virginia, what are you doing?” Rachel asked me when she walked down the steps in the morning.

“I’m not leaving and that’s that,” I said recalling Uncle Danny’s words from last night.

“Virginia! How did you get my handcuffs?” Andrew cried when he saw that I had handcuffed myself to the stair’s railing.

“I just walked into your room,” I shrugged.

“Boy, is Aunt Lisa and Uncle Danny going to be mad,” Rachel said sitting next to me.

“It will prove a point. I don’t want to leave and I’m not going to leave. Nobody is going to make me,” I huffed.

“You’re crazy,” Andrew said. “I think you and Aunt Jane will get along just fine.”

I stuck my tongue out at Andrew and Andrew walked down the steps.

“Baby Caroline is all ready to go…..Virginia, what are you doing?” Aunt Lisa said when she came down the steps.

“I’m not going,” I said flatly.

“Oh, yes you are!” Aunt Lisa shouted. She handed Caroline to Rachel and walked up the steps. She gave back down with a lock picking kit. She picked the lock and pushed me down the steps.

“Virginia, I love you but you are leaving today,” Aunt Lisa said handing me an egg and oatmeal sandwich.

“But I’m a farm girl not a small town girl!” I cried.

“Why can’t you be a farm girl in a small town?” Aunt Lisa asked handing sandwiches to Rachel and Andrew.

“Because it doesn’t work that way,” I said. What? It was the best I could come up with!

“Who’s reading to go to Florida, Massachusetts?” Uncle Danny asked coming down the stairs with our suitcases.

“Are you coming?” I asked.

“You didn’t think I was going to let three children and a baby ride a bus all on their own did you?” Uncle Danny asked.

“Here’s your sandwich, hon,” Aunt Lisa said handing Uncle Danny his sandwich. I wanted to laugh. Uncle Danny’s hands we’re full with luggage.

“I’m sorry, deer!” Aunt Lisa cried. She let Uncle Danny but the luggage in the car and came back inside for his sandwich.

“Love you all!” Aunt Lisa called as we got in the car. I felt like screaming back, “Well if you loved us then you would let us stay!”

As Uncle Danny’s farm faded away I muttered so low I’m positive no one else heard me, “You can take the girl off the farm but you can’t take the farm off of the girl.”

“Wait that doesn’t sound right,” I muttered smacking myself on the head.

**

It was cold and some white stuff was falling from the sky.

“Snow!” Rachel cried outing her nose on the bus station window. I tried not to scream. Aunt Jane was late.

“OUT OF MY WAY! I’M LATE!”

I turned to the voice and saw a red haired woman running like her life defended on it. I looked at Caroline who was in my arms. Please don’t tell me that THIS was my Aunt Jane.

“Sorry, kids!” Aunt Jane shouted. “I’m so sorry! I plum forgot! I’m your Aunt Jane Powers.”

Aunt Jane’s jacket was covered with snow. She had sandals on which I found strange.

“Hello,” Rachel said smiling.

“Aren’t your feet freezing?” I asked not being able to get over the whole sandal thing.

“I put on the wrong shoes! I wanted to get a quick bit at the Sunshine B&B. I was in a hurry to leave because I also wanted to have a talk with Fowler Stewart about his grandson Timmy Stewart. That is all worked out now,” Aunt Jane said. There was a look of wonder when she said the words Timmy Stewart.

“How was your trip?” Aunt Jane asked picking up our suitcases and walking towards the exit.

“Horrible,” I said remembering, “Somebody coughed and sneezed all over me.”

“Gross!” Aunt Jane cried shaking her head. “There’s nothing like a sick person to ruin a perfectly good bus ride. You’ll probably want to take a nice long hot shower when you get home.”

It would take me another ten hours to get home and I needed a shower now.

“This is your car?” Andrew asked pointing to the car Aunt Jane had stopped at.

I was wondering the same thing and not because her car was a Ford Explorer.

Her license plate was FARMGURL.

That was far from true.

**

Ok, so maybe not TOO TOO far from true.

Aunt Jane had chickens in her backyard.

And at this moment she ordering a pig, a goat, and a lamb.

“I just love animals!” Aunt Jane shouted as she placed her order. We hadn’t even been here one day and she was ordering farm animals.

There was a knock at the door.

“Virginia, could you get that please?” Aunt Jane asked. She started to chuckle. I went to open the door.

“Hello,” A tall brown haired man said when I opened the door. As far as I could tell there were thirteen other people with him.

“And who might you be?” I asked with my hands on my hips.

“I’m Steve Matthews,” The man said. “Who might you be?”

“Virginia Powers,” I said taking my hands off my hips. “Farm girl.”

A short brown haired girl that I assumed was Mr. Matthew’s daughter, smiled at me.

“Hello, Virginia, I’m Jaci Matthews,” The girl smiled. I nodded.

“Sunshine B&B clan….and Timmy,” Aunt Jane said walking up to the door. “Come in! Come in!”

“Sunshine B&B clan?” I asked as they walked into the door.

“We all live at the Sunshine B&B,” A boy with dark hair and blue eyes said. “Expect for Timmy.”

“So your name is Virginia?” A dirty blonde haired girl asked me. I nodded.

“Natalie Baldwin,” The girl said offering her hand. “Miami Girl.”

The Sunshine B&B clan laughed. Aunt Jane gave a faint chuckle. I had no idea why this was funny.

“Virginia, I think you and Natalie are going to get along. Natalie just moved here from Miami, Florida,” Aunt Jane said. I nodded.

“Oh! Where are my manors!” Aunt Jane shouted. “You’re probably wondering who all these people are. Virginia, meet Riley Baldwin. She’s Natalie’s mom and she’s engaged to Steve Matthews. He’s the tall guy. The short girl is his daughter Jaci. The tall auburn is his other daughter Abby. She doesn’t live at the B&B. She lives in Boston. Then there’s Darcy. He’s the black haired cutie. Timmy Stewart is the tall blonde one with a side bang. The little girl in Riley’s arms is Megan. She’s like two. The blonde girl is Regina Drew and the dirty blonde boy standing next to her is her twin brother Nelson Drew. The brown haired woman in the blue coat is Donna Edwards. She’s Darcy’s mother. The tall older looking lady is Mrs. Walters. The two other people or Mr. and Mrs. Drew. They’re Nelson and Regina’s parents. Oh and the baby boy in Mrs. Drew’s hands is Fred. The ice creams in the kitchen.”

“Ice cream?” I asked. Natalie snickered.

“We’re having an ice cream party! The whole town is invited!” Aunt Jane shouted.

“But it’s like seventeen degrees outside!” I shouted.

“That’s what I said,” Natalie laughed.

Soon a whole bunch of people from town poured into Aunt Jane’s house. I met some girl named Emily Stewart. She’s supposed to be Timmy’s sister but she’s nothing like him. Timmy seemed way nicer than Emily was. I heard their grandparents (the people who raise them) where there but I didn’t care to meet them.

My ice cream party wasn’t that bad and I almost let myself enjoy it up until I met the meanest woman in the world.

Ms. Shelby O’Donnell.

“Virginia, I would like you to meet your seventh grade teacher Shelby O’Donnell,” Aunt Jane said. Aunt Jane  looked like she was praying hard about something.

“She’s scrawny,” Ms. O’Donnell said.

“Excuse me?” I asked.

“She’s tall but scrawny. She’s only said a couple of words and her Southern drawl annoys me,” Ms. O’Donnell said. “We’ll have to do something about that if she’s going to be in my class. Maybe we could put her Ms. Ross’s sixth grade class.”

“Excuse me?” I repeated.

“I’ll have to have to see how my teacher’s assistant and eighth grade teacher Diana Smith feels about her,” Ms. O’Donnell said. “DIANA!”

An older looking lady with graying brown hair walked up to Ms. O’Donnell.

“This is our new student,” Ms. O’Donnell said. “Speak.”

I looked at her strangely.

“I said speak, child!” Ms. O’Donnell shouted.

“Hi,” I said unsure what to say.

“Ugh! Her drawl is so very unbecoming. Wouldn’t you say so?” Ms. O’Donnell asked.

“Shelby,” Ms. Smith said. “Her drawl will not be a problem.”

“You fatten her up, Jane. She’s too scrawny,” Ms. O’Donnell said. She looked at me with disgust and walked away. Ms. Smith smiled at me and walked away.

I refused to have her for a teacher. I wondered if Andrew had anymore handcuffs.