Waiting for You by Susane Colasanti

Author:Susane Colasanti [Colasanti, Susane]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Young Adult, Contemporary, Azizex666
ISBN: 9781101155493
Google: LiWHlK75fdIC
Amazon: 0142415758
Goodreads: 5168517
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 2009-05-14T04:00:00+00:00

30

We just had this huge blizzard. Twenty-three inches of snow are covering the whole town. If we weren’t on winter break, this would be the first snow day of the year. But of course, we are.

I’m so over winter. And I can’t stop thinking about the whole Derek and Sierra thing. So I just want to hide out in my room and write on my wall.

My wall manifesto started with just a corner I hid under some sheet music I put up. But now half my wall is covered with writing. It has my own work, the best lines from books, quotes from movies, that sort of thing. I use charcoal sticks, so everything can come off. Mom went ballistic when she first saw how I was writing all over my wall. She didn’t chill until I showed her how the charcoal washes right off without hurting the paint. She still hates that I write on my wall, but Dad convinced her to encourage my “creative expression.”

To me, it’s more like venting. When I get so bothered by something that it’s all I can think about, it can take over my entire life. And even when I tell myself to stop thinking about it and try to force myself to think about something else, the something else never sticks and the original thought always finds its way back in. This can go on for days.

Like the thing with Derek and Sierra.

There’s a knock on my door. I go, “Come in.”

Dad’s all wrapped up in his heavy winter gear. He called a while ago to say he’s coming over. He still wants to do the things we normally do together. Every year on the first snow day (or, in this case, what would have been the first snow day), everyone goes to the hill for sledding. It’s like the whole town shuts down and everyone comes out for the party, acting like they’re ten years old again.

He’s like, “Ready for the hill?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Hot date?”

“Dad.”

“Is that a no?”

“I want to write.”

“Well, we’re leaving now, so we’ll see you out there if you change your mind.”

“Who’s going?”

“Just me and Sandra. See you there!”

“Maybe . . .” I just want to write. It’s like once I get those obsessive thoughts out of my head, once they’re written down, they’re somehow set free and I can move on.

I take down a photo of me and Sterling at the beach two summers ago and move it to my bulletin board. I move a poster of Jared Leto from My So-Called Life that Sterling found in an old Sassy magazine. Then I take down diagrams with these fun psychology tests. I inspect my new space. I should have enough room for what I want to do.

My most recent wall rant was all about anticipation. How something you’re looking forward to seems awesome when you imagine the way you want it to be. But then once that thing happens for real, it sucks so freaking bad.

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