Phone Wars

When I woke up this morning I discovered that Jojo had called my phone several times but I had turned it off so unable to reach me he had called Mother who told him I had come home safe and was in bed. I had expected Mother in the morning to ask a million questions about what happened but as usual I was cast aside for the more exciting Sedero news, the engagement of Jazz to Braith. Chantal and Mother burned the wires for hours trying to work out how it happened and how to thwart this undesirable alliance.

The minute I wandered downstairs Mother cornered me and tried to discover if I had been harboring some huge secret, meaning prior knowledge of their relationship, of course I was all innocent and claimed not to know or care, which pretty much was the truth where it concerned a Vanderhaven. I had fifty angry messages left from Jojo in my voicemail and I was not about to let a single one go unchallenged so after my coffee I went back upstairs and returned the freak boy’s call.

He started right away saying how he was worried about me and thought maybe Gervais had done something then he moved into how rude it was of me to wander off without a word and then worked up to how dare I criticize him for his behaviour when I was the one disappearing. I remember taking a breath and shouting at him until my palms were sweaty holding the phone. I let Jojo know exactly what I thought of his leaving me the second he got there, dragging me to dance only to thwart Gervais and worst of all pretending he wanted to be with me when the entire time he went to enjoy the havoc that Braith and Jazz were going to cause. I also told him that he was lazy, self centered, ignorant, mean and selfish and that had he really, really thought Gervais was a threat to me then he should have glued himself to me and saved me or at least have the balls to confront Gervais face to face. I ended by telling him that at least I had the courage to tell Gervais to his face that I thought he was vile, then I hung up and turned my phone off so could not call back.

Jojo could roast in hell forever as far as I was concerned and I lay down and started to cry, it was obvious I was tired and had enough of the elite families of Bishop Vale for an entire lifetime. I know Mother thought we were one of them but really I couldn’t deal with being that stupid on a daily basis and I went back to sleep for a while but the phone downstairs kept waking me as Mother and Chantal went into overdrive.

After a few hours hunger drove me downstairs and there was Mother in the drawing room huddled over her phone forming pre marital conspiracies with Chantal. I wanted to tell them to give it up for if they tried to interfere they would marry just for spite but you can’t tell the boods of Bishop Vale anything they are too used to money giving them their own way. Mother looked in my direction and I slunk off to hide in the kitchen with our housekeeper Maritka.

Maritka had been with us since I was a child so she was fairly used to Mother and her gin and Chantal lifestyle. I told her that this could go for days and maybe we should stock up on snacks so we could hide in our rooms and she tried to give me a censorious look but it did not work as we both knew the routine of local scandal. I finally managed to sneak back upstairs unobserved and as soon as I turned my phone back on I was flooded with messages from Jojo speculating upon everything from my mental health to my enjoyment of false accusations.

I had about enough of this freak boy and sent him a brief message asking wasn’t there a car park calling his name, shouldn’t he be out skating on something? I never thought a guy could send so many messages as usually they just shrug and go off with their friends so I guess Royce must still be prisoner of Elyce for Jojo to have so much time on his hands. What makes me the maddest at Jojo is that he pretended he wanted to help me with Gervais instead he used me as an excuse to see everyone sprackle over Braith and Jazz. I know he and Royce think it’s funny to watch the sprackling of the boods but using me as cover just sucks and not to mention he left me to fend off metro Gervais and his silk. UGH!

As soon as he got my message Jojo called and the next round of insults started and he went as low as to call me ungrateful so I lost my temper with him. I know he is just a guy but you would think at his age, for god’s sake he is twenty three and by now he could get a clue about something! I let him know that using someone who had covered for his lazy ass day after day while he ran out to play games was just plain mean. Jojo said he was not playing he was setting up a business and I told him I do not remember being part of his business and as long as I had to do his work and mine during a shift that is exactly what I am doing which made him shut up as he finally got the point. I was hurt and insulted by him and it only took me all day to get it through his thick stupid Sedero head. I told him not to call me any more as I hated him totally and I would see him at work. I turned off my phone and stayed in bed for the rest of the day hiding from telephone warfare.

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