Prologue
PROLOGUE
JUNE
J anuary 1, 2000
Dear Diary,
Well, here we are. I don’t really know what to write, but I promised Luna and Sarah that, as of today, I’d start keeping a diary with them. We found a really old leather book up in the lighthouse a couple of weeks ago that turned out to be a journal from some old lady, and I guess it’s kind of cool. Luna only wants to read it when the three of us are together, one journal entry at a time, so it’ll take us about thirty years to read it all, but that’s okay.
I just don’t know what to say. I mean, I’m only thirteen years old, and there’s not much of anything interesting going on. Well, I guess that isn’t true.
Apollo pissed me off. Again.
Here’s hoping my grandma doesn’t find this because she’d twist my ear for swearing. She says a lady shouldn’t use such language, but I hear her swear all the time. And, besides, I’m no lady. We all know it.
Anyway, Apollo is a jerk. He may be Luna’s big brother, and she loves him because he’s related to her, but he can suck it. I think he makes it his life’s ambition to hurt my feelings. He may be named after a god, and he definitely looks like one, but he’s an ass. I can’t believe that I ever had a crush on him. He humiliated me! So, now, he gets my wrath for all eternity.
Lucky him.
Oh, and I get to start woodshop this semester at school. I’m really excited. I like to build things. I know that the boys all sneer at me, but I’m way better at it than they are! They’re just jealous. Losers. I’ll show them. Girls can make stuff out of wood and fix cars and do whatever the hell we want.
Grandma’s calling me down for dinner, so I better go. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow.
-Juniper