zoegirl:
maddie! we would never do that.
mad maddie:
still, i want you to promise.
zoegirl:
i promise, i promise
mad maddie:
cuz like u said, it’s over. and now i’m gonna go crash, maybe take a nap.
zoegirl:
be easy on yourself!
Mon, Nov 1, 8:02 PM E.D.T.
SnowAngel:
something is clearly wrong if i’m at the mall and i can’t even find the enthusiasm to go to victoria’s secret, right?
zoegirl:
for you to pass up victoria’s secret? yes, something is wrong.
zoegirl:
what’s going on? is it about maddie? are you worried about her too?
SnowAngel:
i called her from the gap and told her the pastel sweater sets were on sale, and she didn’t even snort.
zoegirl:
ooo, that’s bad
SnowAngel:
so now i’m sitting by the fountain staring at all the pennies in the water. all the lost wishes.
SnowAngel:
it’s very depressing, zoe
zoegirl:
(((((((((hugs)))))))))
SnowAngel:
did maddie tell u anything about what happened? u know, at that frat party?
zoegirl:
uh, not really. just that she didn’t have fun. did she tell you anything when you talked to her just now?
SnowAngel:
the same thing
zoegirl:
huh. well, she’ll snap out of it. she’ll be okay.
SnowAngel:
i guess. only… i kinda think there’s more going on than she’s admitting.
zoegirl:
what do you mean?
SnowAngel:
well, u didn’t hear it from me, but i think something happened b/w her and jana.
zoegirl:
so she DID tell you!
SnowAngel:
tell me what?
zoegirl:
about how maddie called jana a… a mean word for a lesbian… but only because margaret called her that first.
SnowAngel:
what’s a mean word for a lesbian? i’m confused.
zoegirl:
starts with L, ends with O…
SnowAngel:
lesbo. right. hate that word.
zoegirl:
and that’s what maddie and jana had that big fight about. isn’t that what you’re talking about? and then after that maddie got wasted and made a fool out of herself?
SnowAngel:
omg, she told me not to tell you!
zoegirl:
she told *me* not to tell *you*!
SnowAngel:
that is sooooo maddie. i can’t believe this!
SnowAngel:
except i hadn’t heard about the lesbian remark, which throws a new spin on things.
zoegirl:
it does?
SnowAngel:
i’m talking about the whole shirt thing. cuz if jana wanted to get back at maddie, u’d think she’d do something that didn’t involve, like, a girl doing a striptease. cuz what does THAT say about jana, u know?
zoegirl:
HUH?
SnowAngel:
don’t make me say it. it’s too embarrassing. and for everyone to be throwing money? i know maddie was drunk, and i’m not BLAMING her, but god.
zoegirl:
angela, what are you talking about?
SnowAngel:
wait… u said she told u!
zoegirl:
i’m beginning to think she left some parts out.
SnowAngel:
*gulps* uh…
zoegirl:
you have to tell me, angela. you started it, and you have to finish it. WHAT HAPPENED?
SnowAngel:
shit
SnowAngel:
well, maddie got drunk on kool-aid punch, right?
zoegirl:
yes. i know that part.
SnowAngel:
she didn’t exactly explain it, but i get the sense that jana got her to do, like, a table dance in front of the whole party.
zoegirl:
no way. that’s impossible.
SnowAngel:
she ended up with somebody else’s shirt on, zo. and no bra.
zoegirl:
oh god.
zoegirl:
oh my god.
zoegirl:
all she told me was that she’d gotten a little out of control.
SnowAngel:
that’s one way to put it
zoegirl:
CRAP, angela
SnowAngel:
i know
zoegirl:
this is terrible. i can’t even get my head around it. she took her SHIRT off?
SnowAngel:
but listen, we’ve got to be super careful not to let on that we talked. she’d be furious if she knew.
zoegirl:
uh, YEAH. i think we should pretty much not bring the party up at all, but if SHE wants to talk about it, she can.
SnowAngel:
mainly we’ll just act normal, altho we’ll be extra extra nice to her.
zoegirl:
sounds good
zoegirl:
still, angela.
zoegirl:
god.
Mon, Nov 1, 8:21 PM E.D.T.
SnowAngel:
it’s strange that maddie hates how much her dad drinks… but then she goes out and does the same thing. it’s strange, isn’t it?
zoegirl:
i know. i thought of that too.
SnowAngel:
poor maddie!!!
Tues, Nov 2, 9:30 PM E.D.T.
zoegirl:
want to hear something gross?
mad maddie:
i guess
zoegirl:
i ran into megan at eckerd’s, and she was buying one of those long wraparound bandages for her two-year-old brother. apparently he fell off a chair, only the chair fell with him, and it landed on his hands and peeled three of his fingernails off. isn’t that awful?
mad maddie:
oh, ick
zoegirl:
i know. they have to keep his hand wrapped up for like a week, which is why megan was buying more bandages.
zoegirl:
she said his fingers look all sad and raw, like little sea creatures without their shells.
mad maddie:
poor kid. that sucks.
zoegirl:
yeah
zoegirl:
that’s all i have to say, really. i just wanted to shoot the breeze.
mad maddie:
shoot away
zoegirl:
i already did
mad maddie:
oh
zoegirl:
so… i guess i’ll go to bed.
zoegirl:
unless you have anything you want to talk about?
mad maddie:
nope, not really
zoegirl:
that’s ok. you’re doing all right, though?
mad maddie:
hmm, let’s think. jana’s still acting as if i no longer exist, terri and margaret whisper to each other every time they see me, and i still haven’t gotten up the nerve to call ian.
mad maddie:
ohhhh, and you and angela r walking on eggshells around me cuz u think i’m gonna collapse. so yes, i’m absolutely fabulous. thx for asking.
zoegirl:
i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to make things worse.
zoegirl:
is there anything i can do?
mad maddie:
yeah, go to bed and stop worrying about me. it makes me feel pathetic.
zoegirl:
you’re not pathetic, maddie.
mad maddie:
whatevs. night, zo.
zoegirl:
uh, ok. good night.
Wed, Nov 3, 8:21 PM E.D.T.
SnowAngel:
mad-a-lad-a-ding-dong!
mad maddie:
ouch. tone down the enthusiasm, i beg u.
SnowAngel:
where’d u disappear to after math?
mad maddie:
nowhere, i just went home.
SnowAngel:
but i thought we were going out for ice cream!
mad maddie:
u had a drama club meeting, remember?
SnowAngel:
u could have waited for me. it only lasted an hour.
mad maddie:
i felt like going home, that’s all.
SnowAngel:
well. let’s go now. *bats eyelashes adorably*
mad maddie:
no thank.
SnowAngel:
why not?
mad maddie:
i’m not in the mood.
SnowAngel:
how can u not be in the mood for ice cream? c’mon, sling yourself into the gremlin and come pick me up.
mad maddie:
sorry
SnowAngel:
pralines ’n’ cream, mint chocolate chip, chocolate mousse…
mad maddie:
i said no, angela. give it up.
SnowAngel:
u can’t stay holed up forever, u know.
mad maddie:
oh god, here it comes
SnowAngel:
it’s true! u’ve got to show jana that maybe she thinks she can drop friends whenever she wants to, but that *you’re* sticking with us, baby. u don’t need a friend who calls her other friends “lesbos,” anyway.
SnowAngel:
be strong. show her that you cldn’t care less what she thinks of u.
mad maddie:
that’s a great plan. only i DO care.
SnowAngel:
but why?
mad maddie:
wait. who told u about margaret calling jana a lesbo?
SnowAngel:
u did
mad maddie:
no, i didn’t
SnowAngel:
obviously u did, or how would i know?
mad maddie:
fuck
mad maddie:
did u talk to zoe? don’t lie!
SnowAngel:
what r u talking about? of course i talked to zoe. i talk to zoe every day.
mad maddie:
u know what i mean. did u talk to zoe about… that night?
SnowAngel:
no!
mad maddie:
did u?
SnowAngel:
NO, i swear!
mad maddie:
ANGELA!
SnowAngel:
if i tell u, will u promise not to be mad?
mad maddie:
omg! i can’t believe u!
mad maddie:
PLEASE tell me u didn’t tell her about the x-men shirt. PLEASE.
SnowAngel:
she said u’d told her! i thought she already knew! it’s yr fault for telling us each a little bit and then expecting us not to worry about u!
mad maddie:
i hate u, angela. i really do.
SnowAngel:
don’t say that. it was totally an accident, ok? i’m sorry!!!
mad maddie:
FUCK. did u tell her everything?
SnowAngel:
not EVERYTHING, just… everything u’d told me. but come on, we’re talking about zoe. she doesn’t care!
mad maddie:
FUCK.
mad maddie:
zoe is the last person on earth i wanted to know about this. she already has so many things to feel superior to me about. now she thinks i’m a slut too.
SnowAngel:
ur not a slut
mad maddie:
yeah, just like ur not a lying bitch.
SnowAngel:
maddie!
mad maddie:
Wed, Nov 3, 8:59 PM E.D.T.
SnowAngel:
shit, zoe. shit, shit, shit.
zoegirl:
angela, what’s wrong?
SnowAngel:
it slipped out. maddie and i were txting, and it just slipped out.
zoegirl:
what slipped out?
zoegirl:
oh, crap—about the frat party? or rather, the fact that you told me about the frat party?
SnowAngel:
she’s pissed. she called me a bitch.
zoegirl:
what?!
SnowAngel:
which pisses ME off, but more than that i just feel bad. i didn’t mean to make her so upset!
SnowAngel:
oh god, i think i’m gonna throw up.
zoegirl:
angela, relax. it’s going to be okay. somehow it’s going to be okay.
SnowAngel:
i dunno, zoe. she is PISSED.
zoegirl:
should i call her?
SnowAngel:
not unless u want her to bite your head off.
zoegirl:
it’s just, you shouldn’t be the only one she’s mad at. we both messed up, not just you.
SnowAngel:
well, thx for saying that.
zoegirl:
does she know that we weren’t gossiping about her? that we were just worried? i mean, she kind of brought this on herself.
SnowAngel:
i told her that. didn’t go over so well.
zoegirl:
oh
SnowAngel:
*breathe, angela, breathe*
zoegirl:
she was that mad, huh?
SnowAngel:
u wldn’t believe
zoegirl:
well, tomorrow we’ll be all humble and apologetic. she’ll calm down. by lunch everything will be back to normal.
SnowAngel:
ur right. i hope. cuz what else is she gonna do, give us the silent treatment?
zoegirl:
she’s maddie. we’ll work this out.
SnowAngel:
okay. but… u don’t think i’m a horrible person?
zoegirl:
you’re not a horrible person, i promise.
Thu, Nov 4, 5:38 PM E.D.T.
zoegirl:
hi, maddie.
mad maddie:
screw u
zoegirl:
seriously?
zoegirl:
maddie, come on. you wouldn’t answer your phone and TALK TO ME, but you’re fine with texting me and being a jerk?
mad maddie:
yep, that’s me, the jerk. thanks for rubbing it in.
zoegirl:
quit being this way. you wouldn’t talk to me in homeroom—thanks a lot, that made me feel terrific—and who knows where you were at lunch. don’t you even want to hear what i have to say?
mad maddie:
rent a billboard. then the whole world will know.
zoegirl:
look, i’m sorry. i’ve told you 100 times. i’m trying to be patient, but this is getting ridiculous.
mad maddie:
ooo, i’m scared! r u gonna quote the scriptures at me? drag me to church? if i did a striptease in front of a teacher instead of in front of ten million frat boys, would THAT be ok?
zoegirl:
again, I AM SORRY you are sad. I AM SORRY i’m part of what made you sad. but i’m not gonna talk to you if you’re going to be like this.
mad maddie:
a) “sad” doesn’t even begin to cover it, and b) u say u wanna “talk,” but only on your terms.
mad maddie:
well here’s a news flash: i don’t give a rat’s ass. so forget about me and go spin your little fantasies about mr. h, since that’s all u ever do anywayz. at least i’m not a stuck-up prude afraid to actually have fun.
zoegirl:
you’re not being fair, maddie. and you’re being… mean.
mad maddie:
yeah? tell it to angela. u 2 can cry on each other’s shoulders and slam me behind my back.
mad maddie:
oh. wait. u’ve already done that, haven’t u?
zoegirl:
that’s it. i’m done.
mad maddie:
boo-fucking-hoo. and in case u missed it the first time around, SCREW U!