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Angel_Bob (profile) wrote,
on 10-27-2003 at 3:33pm
Subject: Stargirl by Jerry Spinelli pages 123-125
I blurted, "Are you running for saint?"

I regretted the words as soon as they left my lips. She just looked at me, hurt in her eyes.

"Sorry," I said. "I didn't mean to sound nasty."

"How did you mean to sound?"

"Amazed, I guess.

"At what?"

I laughed. "What do you think? You." I laughed again. I stood before the steps, facing her. "Look at you. It's Saturday. I've been with you all day, and you've spent the whole day doing stuff for other people. Or paying attention to other people. Or taking pictures of other people."

She looked up at me. The hurt was gone from her eyes, but not the puzzlement. She blinked. "So?"

"So...I don't know what I'm saying."

"Sounds like you're saying I'm obsessed with other people. Is that it?"

Maybe it was the angle but her fawn's eyes, looking up at me, seemed larger than ever. I had to make an effort to keep my balance lest I fall into them. "You're different," I said, "that's for sure."

She batted her eyelids and gave me a flirty grin. "Don't you like different?"

"Sure I do," I said maybe a little too quickly.

A look of sudden discovery brightened her face. She reached out with her foot and tapped my sneaker. "I know what your problem is."

"Really?" I said. "What?"

"You're jealous. You're upset because I'm paying all this attention to other people and not enough to you."

"Right." I sniffed. "I'm jealous of Peter Sinkowitz."

She stood. "You just want me all to yourself don't you?" She stepped into my space. The tips of our noses were touching. "Don't you, Mr. Leo?" Her arms were around my neck.

We were on the sidewalk in front of her house, in full view. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm giving you some attention," she cooed. "Don't you want some attention?"

I was losing my battle for balance.

"I don't know," I heard myself say.

"You're really dumb," she whispered in my ear.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. Why do you think there're eighteen pebbles in my wagon?" And then the last remaining space between our lips was gone and I was falling headlong into her eyes, right there on Palo Verde after dinner. And I can tell you, that was no saint kissing me.
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Sike-a-delic_Grasshopper

10-27-03 3:53pm

I love that book.

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fuctxupxkid

Re:, 10-27-03 5:08pm

word, dudeskie. *hugs*

i haven't responded in a while. just thought i'd let you know that i love you.

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Angel_Bob

Re: Re:, 10-27-03 5:20pm

Aw, I love you, Mina!

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Angel_Bob

Re:, 10-27-03 5:20pm

Ditto, Kelly.

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WindedHero

heh, 10-27-03 5:38pm

it sounded neat.
too bad I didn't understand the reason why she had 18 pebbles in her wagon or something.

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Angel_Bob

Re: heh, 10-27-03 5:40pm

Heh, I didn't want to quote that whole chapter.

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morgan90

10-27-03 9:12pm

I've been meaning to read that book. I've heard it's good.

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Angel_Bob

Re:, 10-27-03 9:17pm

It's very good. I cry everytime I read it.

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