Cook, on the last day of school last year. He wasn’t even that cute. But we really kissed. And I swore I was going to die because I felt his tongue and I almost lost it and all I can say is thank goodness we moved away from California and I don’t have to go back to school and face him again. It was like kissing a dog, seriously.”
“Whoa.” Madison was impressed, even if one of the kisses was bordering on gross. “You kissed two different boys already. That’s like …”
“Not really so great,” Fiona confessed. “And leaving those guys in the dust is one good reason for having moved here to Far Hills, right?” Fiona laughed. “No more DOG kisses, except for Phinnie, of course!”
“I’m so jealous. I haven’t really ever done anything with a guy. I never even noticed guys until lately. Well, it’s okay because no one likes me anyway.”
“That can’t be true, Madison! You are so pretty! You’re just not paying attention, I bet.”
Madison was embarrassed, as usual. She fought the urge to get off her bed and run away.
“It is so true, Madison,” Fiona repeated. “I bet lots of guys like you. Didn’t you say that Hart guy was chasing you around?”
“Yeah, but he’s a loser.”
“Still, he’s a loser who’s a GUY!”
“Come on, Fiona, this is so embarrassing. I get too nervous around guys. I’m the person who runs away from people, remember? Besides, the only boys who even look at me are all into wrestling and stupid boy stuff.”
Fiona laughed. “Yeah, I know. Like Chet, my brother.”
Fiona stayed all day long until the sun went down. It was the best day of the summer so far. It was better than Brazil. It was better than shopping. It was better than anything. Madison had never really talked about this stuff with anyone else before today.
When Mr. Waters came by to give his daughter a lift home, Fiona whispered good-bye in Madison’s ear: “Thanks for being my friend.”
Fiona
We are official friends.
She has said so three times including today right here in this room. She told me when we went for ice cream last Thursday and I dropped my scoop of Raspberry Bliss on the ground. She told me in her living room the other day when we were looking at her family’s old photo albums. And she told me just now. Three time’s a charm, right? Mom always says that.
I think Fiona Waters is perfect and she has such a funny sense of humor and she’s a little spaced out and forgetful but I forgive her. And she’s experienced, too. She’s kissed 2 boys! Maybe she can help me in that department?
We talked for a while today about the whole boy thing. I admitted to her that I always get crushes on older boys like the ones Mom says to stay away from. She laughed at my story from last year when the ninth grader Barry Burstein who lives up the block asked me out and I had to tell him I was still in sixth grade. Mom called his mom she was so mad but of course I was flattered. Sometimes I see him around the neighborhood but he’s still embarrassed about thinking I was older than I am.
Anyway, Fiona says that boys are no big deal and that when we’re in school I’ll see that for sure and even I, Madison Finn, will have a boyfriend some day.
I think the rest of the kids at Far Hills are all gonna be soooooo jealous of me because the new girl who is so cool is already MY friend. She and I will take electives and try out for soccer together. Fiona said so. And we’ll sit next to each other at lunch. We’ll maybe get into the same homeroom if we’re super lucky. I hope we’re lucky.
Fiona Waters is like the friend I have been waiting for all summer. She is the antidote to all this loneliness.
Madison stared at what she had written and then turned off her computer. Phinnie had fallen asleep at her feet.
“Maddie!” Mom called from the kitchen. “Your father’s on the phone.”
Madison hadn’t even heard the telephone ring. Her mind was someplace else. On her way downstairs, she
“Whoa.” Madison was impressed, even if one of the kisses was bordering on gross. “You kissed two different boys already. That’s like …”
“Not really so great,” Fiona confessed. “And leaving those guys in the dust is one good reason for having moved here to Far Hills, right?” Fiona laughed. “No more DOG kisses, except for Phinnie, of course!”
“I’m so jealous. I haven’t really ever done anything with a guy. I never even noticed guys until lately. Well, it’s okay because no one likes me anyway.”
“That can’t be true, Madison! You are so pretty! You’re just not paying attention, I bet.”
Madison was embarrassed, as usual. She fought the urge to get off her bed and run away.
“It is so true, Madison,” Fiona repeated. “I bet lots of guys like you. Didn’t you say that Hart guy was chasing you around?”
“Yeah, but he’s a loser.”
“Still, he’s a loser who’s a GUY!”
“Come on, Fiona, this is so embarrassing. I get too nervous around guys. I’m the person who runs away from people, remember? Besides, the only boys who even look at me are all into wrestling and stupid boy stuff.”
Fiona laughed. “Yeah, I know. Like Chet, my brother.”
Fiona stayed all day long until the sun went down. It was the best day of the summer so far. It was better than Brazil. It was better than shopping. It was better than anything. Madison had never really talked about this stuff with anyone else before today.
When Mr. Waters came by to give his daughter a lift home, Fiona whispered good-bye in Madison’s ear: “Thanks for being my friend.”
Fiona
We are official friends.
She has said so three times including today right here in this room. She told me when we went for ice cream last Thursday and I dropped my scoop of Raspberry Bliss on the ground. She told me in her living room the other day when we were looking at her family’s old photo albums. And she told me just now. Three time’s a charm, right? Mom always says that.
I think Fiona Waters is perfect and she has such a funny sense of humor and she’s a little spaced out and forgetful but I forgive her. And she’s experienced, too. She’s kissed 2 boys! Maybe she can help me in that department?
We talked for a while today about the whole boy thing. I admitted to her that I always get crushes on older boys like the ones Mom says to stay away from. She laughed at my story from last year when the ninth grader Barry Burstein who lives up the block asked me out and I had to tell him I was still in sixth grade. Mom called his mom she was so mad but of course I was flattered. Sometimes I see him around the neighborhood but he’s still embarrassed about thinking I was older than I am.
Anyway, Fiona says that boys are no big deal and that when we’re in school I’ll see that for sure and even I, Madison Finn, will have a boyfriend some day.
I think the rest of the kids at Far Hills are all gonna be soooooo jealous of me because the new girl who is so cool is already MY friend. She and I will take electives and try out for soccer together. Fiona said so. And we’ll sit next to each other at lunch. We’ll maybe get into the same homeroom if we’re super lucky. I hope we’re lucky.
Fiona Waters is like the friend I have been waiting for all summer. She is the antidote to all this loneliness.
Madison stared at what she had written and then turned off her computer. Phinnie had fallen asleep at her feet.
“Maddie!” Mom called from the kitchen. “Your father’s on the phone.”
Madison hadn’t even heard the telephone ring. Her mind was someplace else. On her way downstairs, she
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