justwrite 18 november

In the corner of her eye, as she enters the building, Whitney sees people talking. For some reason, she believes that they are talking about her. Is this likely? It is not. How often, however, does such a possibility occur to the average high school girl? According to a recent survey, approximately two to five times a day, depending on said girl’s most recent potential involvement in a variety of activities [especially those of questionable merit] and also depending on what she is wearing.

Whitney’s recent behavior has generally been of good merit, and she currently believes that she is dressed appropriately. Under her jacket, she’s wearing jeans that can’t help but match with her t-shirt—her ideal “real me” outfit. In fact, her t-shirt says, “This is the real me.” You’d think it might say something more clever, like “See me” or “Inquire within,” but it doesn’t. Actually, she and Rachel made a matching pair of these shirts for twin day last year. Maybe it was sort of lame, but they thought it was hilarious. For a surprisingly long while afterward, she and Rachel referred to each other and signed notes and emails to each other as “The Real Whitney McCoy” and “The Real Rachel Anderson.”

Everyone’s a rock star.

You would think that was the title of this book, with all of the rock stars showing up.

It’s not.

The title of this book is not yet apparent.