But today. Today was... just...

I told Mom that the whole thing with Mrs. Worthing made me angry, but I didn't really care about the Homecoming thing. She asked me if that meant that I didn't want to do it, or if I would like doing it but didn't care if I didn't get to, or if I was saying I didn't care because I really wanted to do it, or... Mom can come up with a lot of really close scenarios.

I told her that it did sound like fun, but it didn't bother me to not do it and let someone else have it so that Mrs. Worthing wouldn't get her nose bent out of shape.

Mom got this weird look in her eyes and then we were at school. She normally just drops me off, but she got out of the car and went inside with me. She took me to the office and asked to see the Principal, then told me to go find my friends, but to leave Mrs. Worthing to her.

Mom can be pretty scary. Not in the same way that Daddy is scary (with the mad fightin' skillz), but... I think worse.

So I found Jennifer and Matthew waiting under the tree out front like always, and we talked a bit, then we found 'Nessa and Hayleigh. Of course, the topic of choice was the sleepover.

I thought Matthew would be totally disinterested but he wasn't really bothered by us.

So, we all made our way to our first period classes, and the morning bulletin started. They named the candidates for Homecoming and my name was in there! My class applauded and I know I was blushing, but it was a good blushing, y'know?

Mrs. Worthing gave me these disapproving glares all period when I was in her class. It wasn't really comfortable.

After Gymnastics, I asked Mom about Mrs. Worthing and mentioned the glaring and she said she just thought it was an opportunity that I shouldn't miss out on, and that not every girl got to participate, so turning it down seemed like a shame and she had talked to Principal Soames about it and there wasn't a problem.

I'm a freshman, so it's not like I have a chance to win, anyway, but I'll get to be Court Royalty and be one of the Apple Fair Princesses no matter what!

Mom was talking about getting me a dress that needs hoops and standouts and a petticoat.

Ugh.