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J.A.M. - 11. Chapter 11
J.A.M.
By: Wesley Lewis
Entry 33
I am so freaking happy!!!!!!! Thank god miracles do exist. OK maybe I’m over-reacting. But who the hell cares? I wanted to scream like a banshee. I didn’t though. I didn’t want to embarrass Dad and Pop. The doctor wanted me to come back in a month for another test but at least I don't have cancer. But that was the least of my worries. The dads took me out for ice cream after that. It was awesome. I also got the day off school because Pop thought I would be too nervous for going to classes today. I love him. Wait, that’s the first time I’ve said that about Pop, I need to tell him that. Phillip was so excited when he heard the news. And people say Mondays suck.
Entry 34
Tuesdays suck ass!! OK I’m being over dramatic, but seriously I could’ve had cancer, and this is how the teachers welcomed me back? With homework!?!?!? Guess who gave us the most, yep you guessed it, Ms. Jones. God, if I didn’t hate algebra before I do now. At least Seamus gave us some good news though. Wesley is home from the hospital, but it’ll be little longer before he can come back to school. I hate to say it but he’s lucky, he ain’t got to put up old lady Jones. Seamus is collecting all the homework and Chloe is helping him catch up. Chloe is an awesome chick. She’s a bit of a tomboy, a total departure from her twin Lacy. Lacy is a total diva, kind of bitchy as well. I’m glad Wesley has such a good support system. I guess though I have that same support system also. Holy crap! I just remembered my birthday was next week. I hadn’t even thought about that. Fourteen years old. Wow, I can’t believe I’s going to spend a birthday with an actual parent of mine. I’m so glad Dad had those tests done. This year I have two fathers, a boyfriend, and new friends I can celebrate with. I’m thinking that I want my name changed to match Dad, Jacob Aaron Evans. People could still call me Jam though, I love that name. Oh bedtime.
Entry 35
I got a surprise visit after getting home from school today. Mrs. Ford came by, but she had bad news. Mr. Ford died last night in his sleep. I started crying because I really liked him I was sad to have to leave them. I asked Mrs. Ford what she was going to do, and she told us that she was moving to Florida, so she could be closer to her daughter. We caught up for a while before she left. She told us that the funeral would be in a few days and I promised I’d be there. After she left I went upstairs to be alone for a little. I’m glad I had the chance to know Mr. Ford, he taught me how to fish, and even let me drive his boat on the lake. Pop came up and made sure I was OK and so did Dad, they’re both amazing. I think I’ll just turn in now, I’ll write more later.
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