Viola 1 - Viola in Reel Life by Adriana Trigiani

Author:Adriana Trigiani
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2009-06-05T04:00:00+00:00

SEVEN

NOTHING, AND I MEAN NOTHING, MAKES A GIRL MORE popular at PA than kissing a boy at the freshman dance at GSA. OMG. Who knew? This is, like, double the Founder’s Day admiration. Triple. Quadrillion. I’m on a whole different level at PA now.

The upperclassmen sort of look at me as one of their own now, even though I was pigeonholed as an arty type who wore the wrong shoes on the first day of school.

I may even be able to wear my yellow patent leather flats again, because it’s not so much about the shoes as it is about the person wearing them.

I went from rule breaker to rule maker overnight. No longer fringe, I am now mainstream. I thought academic achievement, excellence in field hockey, or not screaming in terror during mouse college in biology qualified for respect. But no. It’s dating. That’s the ticket to instant status at PA.

Andrew IMs me.

AB: How was the dance?

Me: I thought it would suck, but it was fun.

AB: Were the guys in military uniforms?

Me: Most of them just wore blazers and ties. And they aren’t allowed to have long hair.

AB: Bummer.

Me: You’d hate it.

AB: So, what did you do?

Me: Had fun.

AB: I took Olivia Olson to the movies.

Okay, this is weird. I sit back in my seat. I meet a boy and suddenly at the very same moment, Andrew decides to date Olivia Olson? It can’t be something in the water, as we are, like, three states apart. What is it?

AB: Are you there?

Me: Yeah, yeah. Sorry, Suzanne just interrupted me.

That’s a lie. She didn’t. She’s in her bunk listening to her iPod. I’m in a state of shock but I can’t share that with Andrew.

AB: Olivia is not annoying anymore. I don’t know what happened to her. But since her grandmother died, she’s actually okay.

Me: Cool.

Olivia Olson is probably the best-looking girl in the ninth-grade class at LaGuardia. She’s of actual and authentic Nordic descent so she is tall and blond and fierce in basketball. Nobody needs to make excuses for Olivia. She’s not annoying; she’s just a take-charge girl. A leader.

AB: She and I were put on a team for the science fair, and I felt I had to ask her out.

Me: Great.

But I’m thinking it’s anything but “great.” Andrew has to make it seem like he doesn’t like her. I am sensing some insecurity and fear here. Maybe he’s afraid she’ll drop him.

AB: I hope you don’t mind.

Me: Mind what?

AB: That I asked her out.

Why would he think I would mind? Even though I sort of do.

Instead of reassuring him, I tell him my news.

Me: I met a nice guy at the GSA dance.

I call it GSA instead of Drab Dull just to make the point that it wasn’t drab or dull, it was fun.

Andrew doesn’t respond for a moment. I bet he thinks I’m making Jared up just to be competitive. Okay. Whatever.

Me: Are you there?

AB: My mom called me.

Me: Do you need to go?

AB: Nope. So, who is this guy?

Me: His name is Jared.

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