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seems that ever since the summer holidays began I’m either having a bad day or recovering from one.
    ‘When does it all get good?’ I wondered.
    ‘Soon, funny girl, very soon,’ Ro reassured me.
    ‘And when do I get to be one of the beautiful ones?’
    ‘That happens, dear sister, as soon as you can afford the surgery.’
    And with that Ro ordered Paul out of the room. She is the only person who can control him. I think this is because she has three dogs and there are training similarities.
    Oh, and the dinner last night was fine. It was made easier by the fact that The Grange is such a cool place, and they have a caterer or cook to do the food and Stephen has a friend called Alex staying with him who is very easy on the eye and doesn’t speak a word of Chinese. Alex’s dad is a film producer and is shooting a film in town so he’ll be here for the summer. He’s not the kind of guy for me as he has really dark spiky hair and he’s at least five inchesshorter than me, I know that shouldn’t matter, but it does to me so there you go. After dinner Stephen, Alex and I went off to the upstairs library while our parents good-naturedly debated something that you need to be fluent in dull to understand.
    I admit to being a complete sucker for a house-library and this is the best I’ve ever seen. It has floor to ceiling mahogany shelves and huge leaded windows, and the books are all over a hundred years old, leather-bound with gilt lettering. It had grown a bit chilly so their housekeeper lit a turf fire in the fireplace, and we sank into these huge leather armchairs. Alex told us about a film he worked on last summer as an extra, while Stephen and I listened, which I think suited all of us just fine. I hope Stephen doesn’t think we’re friends because of being in his company twice in one week. Imagine if he came up to me when I was with the others in town and presumed he could hang out. I don’t want to be mean, but I’m close enough to being an outcast as it is, and a geek like him would hardly make anyone look like a social superstar.
    By now all anger over Nick has morphed into complete humiliation and I am hoping that by tomorrow it will have faded to a slight shame. And that I can live with because I know it so well. I’d love a life free of feeling like the freak of the universe.
    Ro wanted to do the manifesting circle thing again tonight to imagine being a film star and famous artist, but I didn’t have the heart for it. What’s the point of being a film star if the guy you fancy is going out with Donna Henderson?
    She also said that flu would be better than mumps so I can recover in time to be back in town looking stunning the day after. Of course she is right.

DAY TEN
    In the end I gave myself a better offer instead of an infectious disease and contacted Nick with the news that I’d been invited to dinner with an important family friend and wouldn’t be able to go to the dance.
    Mum needed help with tidying away all the things we took out of storage for the party so that has taken up most of today. It’s now early in the evening so I think I might try that visualising and speaking the word about being an actress, just because it hurts too much to think about Nick and he keeps creeping back into my head. At least this way if he does sneak back in he’ll have competition from hunky leading men.
    I have written it out on a piece of paper, everything that I intend to have happen, and Ro has done the same over at her place and we’re going to hang onto them until we can organise to float them out to sea or burn them in a ceremonial … er … ceremony I guess.
    Mine is written in the dark purple ink I use for journalling, and it fills a page that I ripped from the back of this. It says:
    WHEN THESE THINGS HAPPEN MY LIFE IS PERFECT
    I am a proper film star.
    I am Nick Collins’ official girlfriend.
    Mum has stopped asking me would I not like to do something with my hair.
    Dad has let me take up the