First Date by Krista McGee

Author:Krista McGee
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781401686192
Publisher: Thomas Nelson

Chapter 25

Addy woke up to find Kara’s laptop at her feet, a sticky note attached to the screen. Addy lifted it off and read, “Midas Strikes Again.”

Addy could tell by the Broadway tunes being belted in the shower that Kara had left the computer there for her on her way to the bathroom. Addy pushed the space bar on the keyboard to wake the hibernating computer and saw that Kara had Googled Addy’s name, resulting in thousands of hits. Most of them were positive.

The general conclusion was that Addy remained the “real” one, not putting on airs, not acting like a perfect little lady. Addy was “everygirl” and America loved her. In fact, they loved her more the more flaws she showed.

“We don’t want to see Jonathon Jackson with a perfectly polished debutante,” wrote one popular blogger. “We want someone we can identify with. I would have been right with Addy Davidson last night, sipping my soup the wrong way, cutting from the ‘wrong side’ (how can it be wrong when it feels so right?). I can’t even eat spaghetti without spilling red sauce all over my shirt.”

Addy felt relieved. Then she felt guilty that she felt relieved. Was she actually starting to care what “America” thought? She was shaking her head when Kara walked out of the shower.

“Don’t tell me you’re upset?” Kara turned her head upside down and twisted her wet hair into a towel-turban. “They like you. They really like you.”

“No, I’m not upset. How could I be?”

“Then what were you shaking your head about? You’re not still wanting to get kicked off, are you?”

“Not really.” Addy shut the computer and looked up at her friend. “I was just thinking that a few days ago I didn’t care what other people thought and now I do. I’m already getting corrupted.”

“Oh, Addy,” Kara crooned, sitting down on Addy’s bed. “Do we need to have the talk about the dangers of being a celebrity? You know, you people never turn out normal, so worried about what other people think you can’t lead a well-adjusted life. So sad. So, so sad.”

Addy hit Kara in the head with her pillow and laughed as Kara used her own words from their first conversation against her. “Ha ha, Dr. Kara. I’m just . . . conflicted. And I’m not used to feeling conflicted. I usually know what I’m doing and I do it. And no one really cares. Now I have no plan, no idea what I’m doing, and millions of people are suddenly interested.”

“Tell me all about it.” “Dr. Kara” smirked. “What was a typical day in the life of Addy Davidson preshow?”

Addy thought about that and raised her eyebrows. “Promise you won’t laugh?”

“Of course not.”

“Of course you won’t promise, or of course you won’t laugh?”

“Just go on.” Kara grinned, still sitting on Addy’s bed.

“Okay. Here it is.” Addy closed her eyes and imagined herself in her tidy room. “I’d wake up at 6:00 a.m. and shower, then eat breakfast and read my Bible, brush my teeth and get dressed, gather my backpack and school supplies.

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