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i’m not “appreciating this rare chance to c california,” but i could care less.
SnowAngel:
she’s all, “consider this an opportunity,” but i don’t want an opportunity! i just wanna be with u guys!!!
zoegirl:
okay, so you’re coming back on sunday … and then what?
SnowAngel:
the whole fam is flying back to atlanta together, and then dad’s gonna pack his stuff and fly out again in a week. mr. boss is gonna find him a place. after that, who knows?
SnowAngel:
oh great—chrissy’s poking my shoulder and she won’t stop. stupid mom told her to tell me to stop texting and get off my butt, cuz it’s time to go sightseeing today with mr. boss and glendy. *holds dagger over heart*
mad maddie:
shit, angela. i’m so sorry.
zoegirl:
me too
SnowAngel:
me three!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    Sat, Nov 27 , 10:38 AM E.S.T .
zoegirl:
hey, mads. i can’t believe it—angela is actually moving! i hoped i’d wake up this morning and realize it was all a big mistake … but i didn’t.
mad maddie:
maybe her dad will change his mind. maybe he’ll come to his senses.
zoegirl:
i don’t think so, maddie.
zoegirl:
god, i miss her already, and she’s not even officially gone.
mad maddie:
zoe, don’t
mad maddie:
just … don’t.
zoegirl:
i thought maybe you’d wanna talk about it, that’s all.
zoegirl:
guess i was wrong.
    Sun, Nov 28 , 4:05 PM E.S.T .
mad maddie:
hi, zo. i’m bored.
zoegirl:
me too
mad maddie:
wanna go meet angela at the airport?
zoegirl:
omigosh, what a great idea. she’d be so surprised!
zoegirl:
only we can’t. you can’t go through security unless you’re a ticketed passenger.
mad maddie:
we could wait at the welcome area. wanna? we could bring flowers and candy and a balloon shaped like a unicorn.
zoegirl:
aw, mads, don’t *ever* tell me you’re not a big sap at heart.
zoegirl:
but yeah! let’s do it!!!
    Mon, Nov 29 , 5:15 PM E.S.T .
SnowAngel:
k, it’s official. my mother is driving me crazy. ever since we got back, she’s been in a cleaning frenzy. i caught her trying to throw out a whole bag of old toys, including my complete set of My Pretty Ponies (!!!!), and all she said was, “this house is a junk heap. if i could, i’d throw it ALL away!”
mad maddie:
even the beautiful Barbie balloon your two bestest buds gave you at the airport?
SnowAngel:
well, no, not that. she thought that was very sweet, as did i.
SnowAngel:
but maddie? why did u give me a Barbie balloon?
mad maddie:
cuz the gift store was out of unicorns. anywayz, zoe said u always wanted a Barbie named after u.
mad maddie:
is your mom making u get rid of your Barbies too?
SnowAngel:
yes. AND my pound puppies.
mad maddie:
i loved those pound puppies
SnowAngel:
me 2, except for the 1 with the crusty ear from when chrissy threw up on it.
mad maddie:
wait a sec, a.
SnowAngel:
yes?
mad maddie:
something has just occurred to me, and now i’m a little disturbed. u and zoe and i started hanging out in the 7th grade … why were u still playing with Barbies and pound puppies in the 7th grade?
SnowAngel:
why were U? ur the 1 who just admitted to missing them!
mad maddie:
hmm, ya got me there
mad maddie:
not the Barbies, tho. i could give a rat’s ass about Barbie—except when she’s big and shiny and made of mylar.
SnowAngel:
aargh. i HATE cleaning. i would actually rather be back at school than at home right now. how sad is that?
mad maddie:
ugh, not me. every single teacher was like, “now that we’ve returned from thanksgiving vacation, it’s time to knuckle down. only two more weeks until final exams!”
SnowAngel:
noooo, i can’t handle it! too much pressure! *rips hair from head in clumps*
mad maddie:
u need a glass of nestle quik to calm u down. have u ever noticed with nestle quik how u can actually crunch the chocolatey part? u swish a sip around in