Secrets, a Portfolio and Letters.

Jules is here! Okay, before I go on with about title -- I'd like to tell you who got onto the team -- Ashlynn, Lanie, Sienna, Freya, Rachel, Millie and Mollie (twins) and Lola. And me, of course.

Anyway.

As I was walking home by myself yesterday (Kit was already at home and Josefina had two extra-sessions of gymnastics) I checked the mail--nothing out of the ordinary. There was a letter for Kit though, addressed to Margaret Kittredge. I thought that was odd because she never gets letters apart from Ruthie, her friend in the USA and Ruthie never addresses them to Margaret. I stomped up the stairs, to the front door, threw my bag on the ground and yelled: "Margaret, you have a letter!"

Kit then slowly emerged from the hallway and asked: "And why are you calling me Mar-- you know what I mean." (she hates loathes her first name)

"Because it is addressed to a Margaret."

Kit smirked at me. "Well, come on, pass it over."

"Tell me what it's about first."

"How would I know, if I haven't looked at it yet?"

"Because it looks like you know."

"JULIE!!!"

"Okay, okay..." I quickly passed it over. She was in a rare, scary, short tempered mood.

She skimmed through it, and immediately relaxed, and gave a little twitch of a smile.

"So?" I asked.

"So what?" 

"What is it about?"

"Nothing."

"Kit!" I groaned. She has to tell me. I was getting fed up.

"Julie, I said nothing!" she snapped. That told me the convo was done. She merrily skipped down the hall into her room.

Josefina suddenly burst through the door, and saw my expression. "Was up?" she asked.

"Kit got a letter and she won't tell me what it's about." I said, crossing my arms.

Josie shrugged. "She'll come through tomorrow morning. She always does."

"You think?"

Josie nodded. "Now come on, I'm starving."

"Obviously."

Anyway, skip past that, it's today, Saturday, during breakfast.

"Guys, I have to go to the city today, and Gracie is going to come with me.." Kit supplied us.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because..." she said quietly.

"Kit." Josie popped in, her mouth full of toast. "You aren't allowed to go anywhere without telling us. Lily's not here, she's at netball."

Kit bit her lip and played with her hair, took a deep breath and it all came out. "Igoamodjoanineeporfdone."

"What?" I asked, bewildered. "Sl-ow-do-o-wn." Josie added.

"I got a modelling job with B.T.A. and I have my portfolio done." she confessed.

I couldn't say anything. Josefina was astonished and I was... disgusted. She saw our expressions and said, "can't stop, gotta go, talk to you soon, will text you." and ran out the door.

I looked at Josie. "Is the beginning of a modelling nightmare?"

Josefina bit her lip. 

Peace Out,

Julie

P.S. When Kit got home, she didn't say much. Just said there was one really good girl called Kat who went to some sorta academy and it was all fine. I managed to get my hands on some photos, but blogger is being mean to me and won't let me upload them. And what is a portfolio??

I am horrible.

Lily here. I am horrible. In a way. This blog has not been posted on for ages, from anyone -- I guess we all get carried away with school. During the time we have been away, I have practically slipped away from the cyber-world. I guess we will all have todays like that. Second, you know how I said how I have been trying to saving up for Kanani. Turns out that won't be happening till October or December. Urgh. I have decided to spend it on -- a pair of converse, two Lorna Jane shirts and some new togs and for my b'day I might just get a surfboard instead. So no new dolls till Dec, probably.

But no use raving about the past. Today, I will post again, with new photos. A fresh start. How about it?

Lily

*Hello, February... Good-Bye January*

Bonjour, Juliet here.


I would like to say hello to February, and goodbye to January.


January with a month that I found quite devastating, really: the twenty-eleven floods in Australia, and I wish a good rest-of-the-year to all the flood effected families. It was a quite sad. Apart from that, it was alright. Here in Australia, it was quite nice and sunny.


February. Well, I can assure you it gave Aussie the wrong idea already, and it's the second day. Cyclone Yasi is on it's way, to north Queensland as I type. No doubt, will it be a sad and grave event when it hits at midnight tonight. But, when it passes, hopefully everything will be alright and 2011 will be a good year. Valentine's day is on it's way, and soonish it will be my birthday. 1st of May. Oh well.


Thinking about my birthday, what I really want is my own doll. I do want one.


In case you were wondering, I am back at Vienna. My teacher is named Rachele - we're to call her by her first name. She's very nice, and quite interesting. Lynne, a girl in my class, says she used to work in Siberia. And I was elected Western Magic (my school basketball team) Captain! I am very excited, because I get to choose the team and hold trials (think of me as a Quidditch captain). I already have an idea of who I'll put in: Ashlynn, Rose, Freya, Lanie (she's surprisingly good for a quiet person), Rachel, Unknown, Unknown and I. But I guess I'll just have to wait to the trials, which are being held on the 7/2/11. Will let you know that afternoon.


Kit is the editor of Vienna Weekly, has earned herself a spot as a junior reporter in our local newspaper and is in the Vienna Girls Choir.


Josefina is head of Vienna Gymnastics/Western Magic Cheerleading. She is also a soccer player, at Vienna Districts United. (VDN)


I, am head of Western Magic Basketball Team (WMB) and do painting classes. 


That is my schooling life.


While for the future: I have no idea. I do not know what I want to be when I grow up. It's like this long, windy path: behind you is clear, in front of you is this thick mist. If you take a wrong turn, you stumble. And one time, you'll have to fall.


Peace Out,


Julie