Lacey chapter 1 by lexi garduno (jenna bush book club .txt) 📖

I look back down at my phone.
I press the red button to turn it on. Surprisingly, it lit up. What? I look up at John with an awkward look on my face. I wait for John to be done on the phone so I can ask him what is going on. And why is this working, how is this happening?
“Okay,” pause, “Okay, okay. No problem,” another pause, “Bye,” Says John. He presses the end button.
As soon as he presses end, I say, “Uhm. What just happened here?” I point to my phone.
“Well, your phone turned on that’s what happened.” He smiles.
“That cant happen. It’s impossible.”
“Well it worked didn’t it?”
“It’s not supposed to,” I shout as I drop to my knees. Wait, this can’t even be real, how is all this going to happen? I throw the phone on the floor as hard as I can. You know what? I pick it back up and throw and repeat and repeat and repeat until the phone breaks. I look up at John; I grin at him. phone back?”
John puts a “what-in-the-world-did-you-just-do-?” look. “Why would
you do that?! I just brought your phone to you and this is what you
do?!
“Now your phone is back in the OCEAN!!!!!!!”
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I wake up in my bed laughing. I sit up, laughing really loud and hard. All well, at least I’m at home and not still in my dream, wait, it was a dream, right just a dream. Goodness, wait where is my phone? Oh! ‘Dumbie, my phone is in my hand and I’m crying. Ugh, sometimes I get on my own nerves.’ I thought.
“What is going on?” My mom sounds concerned, she walks in.
“Sorry did I wake you?” My voice sounded scratchy as I spoke.
“No, but why were you laughing like a hyena? I was like- Ay niña, why are you crying?” When she said the word ‘crying’, she hung on to the ‘ing’ part.
I sighed, and then yawned. While yawning, I say, “Oh, I’m not crying. They’re just tears from laughing,” I stop yawning, “oh it was the dumbest dream ever.”
“What was it about?” My mom asked.
“I lost my phone. And you know Mrs. Delany, my homeroom teacher,” she nods, “Well she said she found it in the Indian Ocean (which I didn’t believe her), and then a scuba diver walks in the classroom and is holding my phone. Is crazy right?” I tell her, just summarizing it.
“Wow. Uhm. Yep, sounds crazy. Uhm-”
“Oh and the guy or scuba thing or whatever gave it to me. And I break it and he screams, ‘The OCEAN!!’.” I say as I am rolling my eyes.
“Ok…,” she says questionably, making a weird expression on her face. “Anyways, breakfast is ready if you want to go downstairs and eat. There’s toast with jam. Orange juice is in the fridge. Dad should be here in about...” She looks at my clock, which I got online; it’s a voice control color changing clock, not to brag. Ha-ha, “Twenty minutes. Hurry up and get dressed. Dad says today we leave at 7:30 and it’s already 6:40. Ya got half an hour, plus 20, to get ready. So fifty minutes.” She says as she walks out of my room. She sticks her head back in the room and says, “Ten minutes to an hour.”
“Alrighty, mom.” I get up off of my bed holding my phone. I toss my phone onto the window seat and skipped to my bathroom, straight to the sink; the mirror sits above the sink. I look at my self; my hair looks all tangled up. I run back to my room for my brush; “Where’s my brush?” I look all around the room. “Oh, right!” I turn toward my dresser and walk over to it. I grab my brush and skedaddle back to the bathroom. I start brushing my hair. ‘Gosh my hair really is knotty. Maybe because all of that tossing and turning in bed; it’s all because of that stupid dream.’ I thought.
After brushing my hair, I went into my room to change. I slipped on a pair of black skinny jeans with my red studded belt then put on my hello kitty tee-shirt. There, all set. Well, at least my clothes. I go to the bathroom again and pull out my zebra-printed straightener. Brand, Corioliss.

After about 7 minutes of straightening my hair, I hear a foot step in my room. I poke my head out of the bathroom door, ‘Hmph, nobody there.’ Out of nowhere, I feel a poke in the ribs, as I did; I jumped as I dropped my straightener. But no one’s there. I look around the corner of the bathroom… “Mandy!” Lacey shouted, as I jumped back, frightened, well not really frightened but surprised.
“Oh my freakin’ gosh, Lacey.” I was out of breath.
“Gosh, don’t have a cow, Mandy” Lacey chuckles.
“I know but,” I took a breath, “I was straightening my hair and stuff.”
I pick up my straightener and set it down on the sink. I open out my arms and she jumps into my arms. “EEP! I missed you! EEP,” She backs away from me, “Alrighty,” She laughs as she clasps her hands together, “Any who, do you like my outfit? I just ordered this pair of pants online. Ya know, Hot Topic?” Lacey asked. She was wearing a vibrant purple color of pants, a black with silver studded belt, and a t-shirt with Gir holding a cupcake with colorful sprinkles on it.
“Your shirt is so epic! Yep, Hot Topic has the clothes. And yes, I love your outfit. Those streaks are so cute on you. They bring out your beautiful, beautiful green, green eyes.” I wink at Lacey, in a playful way. I made the Ts in ‘beautiful’ sound sharp. She looks at me like I’m crazy. We both burst out laughing.
After a minute of laughing, Lacey says, “Ok so what time is it?” “Ummm, I don’t know. Let me check my ‘wittle clockie. “Holy crap, it’s 7:50!”
“Nuh-uh.” She says. “It’s 6:57.”
“I know, I’m just kidding,” I chuckle.
Lacey gives me a look that is telling me I am retarded. She chuckles. “I have a phone you know. See,” she says as she shoves her phone in my face.
“Ummm, it says 6:58,” I say.
“Well, it’s 6:58 now.” She gives a soft laugh.
I turn to the mirror twisting a part of my hair. Lacey skips out of the bathroom into my room to sit on my bed. Holding the piece of hair, I use my other hand to grab my bobby pin; ugh I dropped it. “Hey Lace, could you pass me that red bobby pin on the floor? Well, it is the only bobby pin on the floor. L-O-L.”
She grins, nods and hops off of my bed. She skips into the bathroom and picks it up. After giving it to me she says, “So did you get my text?”
“No, I haven’t checked my phone in a while.” I check my pocket for my phone. It’s not there, “Oh I’ll check it in a minute.”
“No! I’ll just tell you what it said,” Lacey says, “Ehem,” She says clearing her throat and raising her eyebrow, her left, “it said, ‘well, you left your eyeliner at my house, and I was looking for it this morning.’ Guess where I found it?”
“Where?” I ask.
“In Doodle’s mouth.” Lacey smiles at me.
“You let him chew on it?” I said very calmly, giving her a confused look.
“No, because he never had it. Te-he-he!” She says as she pulls my eyeliner stick from behind her back. “Ta-da!”
“Oh. Giggle-giggle.” I said in a sarcastic voice.
“Yep.” Making a popping sound at the P in ‘yep’.
I jump at a sudden voice coming from down stairs. “Come on, Mandy. You’re dad is here. We leave in 15 minutes.” My mom shouted.
“Ok, mom.” Lacey and I shouted back, at the same time. We both giggle. Lacey sighs.
“Alright, my clothes are on, my hair is done, I got my bag, and…. Hmmm…. What else?” I stood in the bathroom, with one hand on my hip, thinking. I look at Lacey, who looks like she’s texting. “So who you texting?” I ask her. Sometimes when I ask that, I think it’s rude, but we always ask each other that; so I think she’s ok with it.
After about 15 seconds, she finally answers, “Oh, sorry, I missed out. Um, what did you say?” She asks as she looks up at me. My phone starts vibrating and playing one of my favorite songs, “Watch This” (feat. Dave Grohl & Duff McKagan).
“Um, hold on a sec,” I say, giving her a wink. I walk into my bedroom, out of the bathroom and pick up my phone off of the window seat. Looking at the screen, I smile. The screen reads, ‘Two new text messages.’ I touch ‘read now’ ‘Can I see what ur fone looks like?’ As I am walking back to the bathroom, I text back, ‘Yepp, u can see what my fone looks liike.’ I look up from my screen to see that Lacey is looking at me.
“Let me see.” She says in a squeaky voice.
I hand my cell phone to her. She looks at it, turning it over. “Nice phone.”
“Zhanks you,” I say as I tie my black converses’ laces on the window seat. I tie my other shoe, while Lacey lies on my bed. “So have you talked to Adam? I heard he was out of town last week.” I say to Lacey.
“Yeah, I’ve talked to him. And he went to visit his Grandma in Vermont. He called me when he got there. Grandma Jane was yelling at him to get off of the phone, it was funny,” Lacey chuckled and looked at the ceiling like she was in a trance. Adam was a guy we met in 2nd grade and became friends with. He was in a relationship with Lacey and they broke up this summer.
“Oh.” I look out the window, it’s raining.
“Yeah,” Lacey took a breath, we laughed. She sat up, “O-M-Gizzle. I ran into Lily the other day and guess who she was with?”
“Who? And oh wait, wait, back it up,” I stare at her in interest, “Lily is together with someone? Awww, that’s so cute. Who is it?” I say all excited.
“Ryan.” Lacey squeals, as I am putting on my coat. I checked myself in the mirror again. The light from the sun, which came through the window, glistened in my eyes as it reflected off of the mirror.
“Wow. They are together again? Wow.” I say as I reach for my lip balm. I apply it and then rub my lips together.
She smiles. Ryan and Lily, together, again. They had been together before, last year. Lily cried her eyes out when she was done with him. Hopefully they can keep their relationship. Their last relationship lasted only about a few months; unlike Lacey and Adam’s relationship. I’m happy, but, it better not be like last time. He did her so wrong.
But anyways, I can’t wait to go to school I missed it, surprisingly. After, I thought I wouldn’t want to go to school. I wanted to see all of my friends again. Like my Buttercup, haven’t seen her since camping. But camping was fun, if you call falling down off of a waterfall fun. oh yeah, and getting almost attacked by a bear.
I walk over to my door way and look at my Hello Kitty purse hanging on the door knob. Hmmm… do I want this purse or that one? I think to myself. “Eh,” I