A Very Addicted Christmas by Krista Ritchie & Becca Ritchie

Author:Krista Ritchie & Becca Ritchie [Ritchie, Krista & Ritchie, Becca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K.B. Ritchie
Published: 2024-12-02T00:00:00+00:00

PART FIVE

JANUARY 2040

ELEVEN

THE KINNEY HALE DIARIES: VIDEO DIARY ENTRY #74

JANUARY 2040

AFTER CHAPTER 56 IN FEARLESS LIKE US

We listened to "Ready to Run" by The Chicks and "GOOD" by Erin McCarley while writing this scene.

Character List:

Ben Cobalt - 17

Xander Hale - 17

Winona Meadows - 15

Vada Abbey - 15

Kinney Hale - 15

Audrey Cobalt - 14

KINNEY HALE

Before the Party

I FACE THE reflection of my camera’s phone through the bathroom mirror, and I try not to wobble on my black three-inch heels.

“I know, future me, you’re probably thinking why in the hell I’m recording this like I’m some douchebro taking a mirror selfie for a dating profile. But I have a reason. Don’t worry.” I take a readying breath. “First, I have to welcome you to video diary number seventy-four. Yes, we’re still recording on my phone after the whole camcorder debacle.” I wave a hand like it’s in the past. It quite literally is past. “But this is better than nothing, and I get that I’m risking hackers, but Uncle Garrison assured me that our cloud security is really good. Whatever that means.”

I shrug. “Anyway, I’m pretty positive if a security breach happened, other people in the family would be way worse off. The probability that one of my cousins has taken a dick pic is super high”—I grimace—“ugh, just thinking it makes me want to scrub out my brain. Luckily for you, future me, I vowed not to rewind and delete. So you’re going to be stuck with that horrifying mental image.

“Speaking of image…” In the mirror, I stare at myself for an extra long beat. My hair is cut short near my shoulders. Smokey black makeup accents my green eyes. “Let’s just hope that I look older tonight.”

Dark burgundy lipstick and winged eyeliner scream fuck off. “Really, I just kinda hope I don’t look like I’m playing dress up.” I narrow my eyes harder at my reflection like I can somehow decipher all perceptions of me. “You know, I want to look mature for my age. Wise beyond my fifteen years. Like I will slit your throat in your sleep or go voyage with ancient vampiresses in Romania.”

I nod strongly. “Aesthetically, I hope that’s what I’m conveying,” I tell the mirror. “And you know, I guess my biggest worry is that everyone will just look at me and see a fraud. Someone trying too hard to be tough. I bet Aunt Rose never had this problem. She was probably born in the womb with five-inch heels and a razor-sharp glare.”

I let out a resigned sigh. “I guess I should do like updates on everyone, but I’m trying to keep these video diaries short these days. Ten-minute videos are out. Ten-second clips are in.” I roll my eyes like whoever made these rules can go fly a kite. “I’m somewhere in between. Always have been, I guess. Can’t fit me into a box or whatever, or maybe you can—maybe I just wish I can’t be crammed so neatly in one.” I rock on my heels.

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