Hello bloggers.
I apologize for the late post, my author got carried away with other things and wouldn't let me use the computer or tablet. Ah the curses of having several character "siblings" and only one author.
Anyways, back to my crazy life. I did end up calling my sister like Conner suggested, even if it was an out of the blue thing. Last time he mentioned something about "cocoa" which is just another term for hot chocolate that my sister liked to use. So, I asked her if she'd like to catch up over a mug.
I know what you're thinking. It's summer, hot chocolate is not the best drink to have. But believe or not, my sister and I could drink the stuff all year round and never get sick of the stuff. It's kind of like Gibbs and coffee. Even if it's 100 degrees outside, he's still got a coffee cup in his hand.
My sister agreed to meet with me at the local coffee shop (not Starbucks, too much hipster there currently).
Before I continue, let me explain some things about my sister. Her name is Annalee, she mostly goes by Anna but we like getting on each other's nerves so I call her Lee and she calls me by my full name. She's only three years older than me, but moved out to go to some really fancy prep school for the talented (for something musical I think). She and I, like I told Conner, hadn't spoken since 2007. The reason for that is behind a falling out argument we had that I'm not going to get into right now.
I sat at the coffee shop, one mug of hot chocolate in my hands and another across from me. Lee would be arriving any minute and I was getting nervous. Not talking for six years tends to put a little anxiety between sisters. Finally, Lee walked in the door and joined me. "Wow, hot chocolate, so what trouble are you in now?" Lee asked flipping back her honey blonde hair behind her shoulders. I rolled my eyes, "You know me, I'm a trouble magnet. And that's actually why I asked to see you," I replied. Lee took a sip from her mug and cocked her eye brow, "Really? What the heck happened to you?" she asked. Now, the question itself was not bad, it was the way she went about asking it. So, please forgive me for what I said next. "What happened to me was I got dumped with all the crap that should have been yours plus extra," I spat. Lee glared at me, "You asked me here, Veronica, so just spit it out already." I hated it when she used my full name. I absolutely hated it. "Ya know what, this was a bad idea, I don't even know why I listened to him," I muttered getting up from my seat. Lee grabbed my wrist, "Hold on a second. What did you just say?" I furrowed my brow. Lee's grip and her wide eyes told me that I may have just found something in common with her. "Ronie, please. What did you just say?" she pleaded. I slowly sat back down, "I said this was a bad idea," I replied.
"After that. Did someone tell you to call me?" she asked. I slowly nodded and suddenly, Lee didn't seem her bright perky prep school self. "Lee? Hey, what is it? What's wrong?" I asked. Lee shook her head, "Ronie, this guy's name, was it Conner? Or did he tell you something different?" she asked.
"He told me Conner, and obviously he told you that name too," I replied. She nodded and pulled away from me. "Lee...how do you know him?" I asked gently.
"I met him on campus, just some random thing. He said his name was Conner and we needed to talk about..." I sat forward and took my sister's hand, "Talk about what?" I asked. She looked me in the eyes, "You. He said he needed to talk to me about you. Of course I blew him off, but he kept getting in my way. So I gave in. He told me you were having...monster problems and that you needed me again," she explained. I furrowed my brow, "Funny, he said you would need me." Lee smiled and chuckled, "Well that's how these guys work, I guess. So, shall we finish this and go somewhere we can actually talk?" For the first time around my sister, I smiled genuinely. We finished our hot chocolate and headed out for a walk. It was actually during that walk that I realized my sister and I, had more things in common than I thought.
I wish I could give you more details, but I am currently under sister oath. She might lift the oath herself, so watch the blog. You never know, my author could give her a chance to speak some too.
So, here's a question for you bloggers: What are you thinking so far? Any ideas of what the heck is going on with me? Because currently, I have no idea. Just so you know - no idea is a stupid idea (or so says the author). Comment away!
Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Sunday, July 14, 2013
The Rainy Day at the Gardens
Hello again bloggers, welcome back to the insanity. Last entry I told you I met some guy while swing dancing. Well today, I met him again, this time outside.
If you hadn't noticed, or if you don't live in the southern part of the United States, it was raining like crazy today. Thunder and lighting accompanied the rain, which was going sideways. Why I still went out, I'm not sure. But I made my way to the gardens anyways.
My umbrella kept me out of the rain and out of the creepy creature eyes that could be hiding around. I walked around for a good half hour before I sat down on a bench under one of the willow trees in the garden. "Lovely weather, isn't it?" someone asked. I looked up and glared at the voice, which just happened to be mystery man. "If you're a fish," I spat. Mystery just smiled and leaned against the tree, completely ignoring the rain. "Any mishaps since last I saw you?" he asked
"Oh no, I am not answering any of your questions until you answer mine," I said getting to my feet. He shrugged, "I answer one of yours if you answer one of mine," he said. I hesitated a moment, but agreed to his terms. He motioned for me to join him and we started walking around the gardens again. "Let's start with the easy one, what's your name?" I asked.
"I have different names depending on where I am, but you can call me Conner," he replied, "My turn, when was the last time you talked to your sister?" I tensed. The only other person who knew I had a sister was my author, and she obviously gave this guy the inside scoop. "I haven't spoken with her since Thanksgiving of 2007," I replied. Conner nodded then waited for my next question. "What did you mean when you said you could help me with my creature problem?" I asked quietly.
"I happen to know a few things about your...delicate situation that could turn things around for you. Or at least, it should." Well that was a good dodge, I had to give him that. Conner took my umbrella and put it away as the rain finally started to stop. "Do your parents know about all of your current mishaps?" he asked. I rolled my eyes, "Honestly, do you think my parents know anything about this? They're too busy trying to get me into college," I muttered.
"College is good, but you'll need to live long enough to get there," Conner said. I narrowed my eyes at him, "Okay, let's cut the crap. Just tell me what the heck is wrong with me and what I can do to fix it," I snapped. Conner chuckled then turned to me and bowed again like he did last week, "All in good time, Ronie. You better get home before your parents start to worry. We'll talk again soon." Conner started walking away, but I got in his path, "You are not going anywhere until you tell me what I want to know," I snapped. Conner sighed and looked up at the clearing sky, "You might want to give your sister a call, I think she might be in need of some cocoa at this time," he said. I stood there stunned and when I came to again, Conner was gone.
I'll explain the cocoa thing later, but you can probably tell that this is something just between me and my sister. Anyways, I have no idea what the heck is going on, but more than likely I'll be giving my sister a call this week. I will also be having a talk with my author. Seriously, giving away private information? That's a new low.
Note from the Author (Kelsey): Hey guys! Hope you're enjoying Ronie's posts! She's a bit angry with me right now, but I'll take care of that later. I'm writing because I wanted to say I love you all! This month (June - July) has had more views on this blog than ever before! I've had someone in Iceland read this blog! How awesome is that?! Thank you so very much for reading and taking interest. :) Please spread this blog around! I want Ronie's crazy journey to spread like wildfire! See you guys on the flip side!
If you hadn't noticed, or if you don't live in the southern part of the United States, it was raining like crazy today. Thunder and lighting accompanied the rain, which was going sideways. Why I still went out, I'm not sure. But I made my way to the gardens anyways.
My umbrella kept me out of the rain and out of the creepy creature eyes that could be hiding around. I walked around for a good half hour before I sat down on a bench under one of the willow trees in the garden. "Lovely weather, isn't it?" someone asked. I looked up and glared at the voice, which just happened to be mystery man. "If you're a fish," I spat. Mystery just smiled and leaned against the tree, completely ignoring the rain. "Any mishaps since last I saw you?" he asked
"Oh no, I am not answering any of your questions until you answer mine," I said getting to my feet. He shrugged, "I answer one of yours if you answer one of mine," he said. I hesitated a moment, but agreed to his terms. He motioned for me to join him and we started walking around the gardens again. "Let's start with the easy one, what's your name?" I asked.
"I have different names depending on where I am, but you can call me Conner," he replied, "My turn, when was the last time you talked to your sister?" I tensed. The only other person who knew I had a sister was my author, and she obviously gave this guy the inside scoop. "I haven't spoken with her since Thanksgiving of 2007," I replied. Conner nodded then waited for my next question. "What did you mean when you said you could help me with my creature problem?" I asked quietly.
"I happen to know a few things about your...delicate situation that could turn things around for you. Or at least, it should." Well that was a good dodge, I had to give him that. Conner took my umbrella and put it away as the rain finally started to stop. "Do your parents know about all of your current mishaps?" he asked. I rolled my eyes, "Honestly, do you think my parents know anything about this? They're too busy trying to get me into college," I muttered.
"College is good, but you'll need to live long enough to get there," Conner said. I narrowed my eyes at him, "Okay, let's cut the crap. Just tell me what the heck is wrong with me and what I can do to fix it," I snapped. Conner chuckled then turned to me and bowed again like he did last week, "All in good time, Ronie. You better get home before your parents start to worry. We'll talk again soon." Conner started walking away, but I got in his path, "You are not going anywhere until you tell me what I want to know," I snapped. Conner sighed and looked up at the clearing sky, "You might want to give your sister a call, I think she might be in need of some cocoa at this time," he said. I stood there stunned and when I came to again, Conner was gone.
I'll explain the cocoa thing later, but you can probably tell that this is something just between me and my sister. Anyways, I have no idea what the heck is going on, but more than likely I'll be giving my sister a call this week. I will also be having a talk with my author. Seriously, giving away private information? That's a new low.
Note from the Author (Kelsey): Hey guys! Hope you're enjoying Ronie's posts! She's a bit angry with me right now, but I'll take care of that later. I'm writing because I wanted to say I love you all! This month (June - July) has had more views on this blog than ever before! I've had someone in Iceland read this blog! How awesome is that?! Thank you so very much for reading and taking interest. :) Please spread this blog around! I want Ronie's crazy journey to spread like wildfire! See you guys on the flip side!
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Swing Dancing with a Stranger
Hello bloggers, welcome back to another segment of what I like to call, "The weird things that happen to Ronnie." In today's blog, I'll be telling you about my swing dancing experience. Don't worry, no monsters in this post.
This past Sunday I got a chance to go swing dancing with some friends. Hey, don't act so surprised! I have friends! Anyways, we went to this little place where we were taught a couple basic steps. Ya know step-1-2, step-3-4, and so on. By the end of the lesson I was able to follow the steps pretty well, even if my lead messed up. After the lesson there was some free swing where you got to practice your new moves. I was having fun, minding my own business when some guy pulls me to the dance floor without even asking me to dance. "Um can I help you?" I asked.
"Better question, can I help you?" he replied. I glared at him, I really wanted to punch him, but he kept us moving to where I couldn't get a good shot at him. He was a good dancer and wasn't bad looking, I'll give him that, but he still annoyed the crap out of me with his mysterious act. "Why would I need your help?" I spat. Mystery dude spun me then pulled me into a closed hold, "I know of your little problem, Ronie. You attract odd creatures and I know why," he whispered. My eyes probably would have come out of my head if they really wanted to. I tripped over my feet and had him stop, "What do you mean you know why? Who the heck are you?" I snapped. The guy took a step back and bowed, "Meet me at the gardens, next week. I will explain then," he replied. And just as fast as he had grabbed me, he spun me around and was gone.
And so I have a date with a stranger this Sunday, great. In other news, I just got an invite to a girls thing next weekend too. Two crazy things in one weekend, can my life get any more complicated? Scratch that, don't tell the author I said that. She takes that as a challenge. Anyways, blog ya later!
This past Sunday I got a chance to go swing dancing with some friends. Hey, don't act so surprised! I have friends! Anyways, we went to this little place where we were taught a couple basic steps. Ya know step-1-2, step-3-4, and so on. By the end of the lesson I was able to follow the steps pretty well, even if my lead messed up. After the lesson there was some free swing where you got to practice your new moves. I was having fun, minding my own business when some guy pulls me to the dance floor without even asking me to dance. "Um can I help you?" I asked.
"Better question, can I help you?" he replied. I glared at him, I really wanted to punch him, but he kept us moving to where I couldn't get a good shot at him. He was a good dancer and wasn't bad looking, I'll give him that, but he still annoyed the crap out of me with his mysterious act. "Why would I need your help?" I spat. Mystery dude spun me then pulled me into a closed hold, "I know of your little problem, Ronie. You attract odd creatures and I know why," he whispered. My eyes probably would have come out of my head if they really wanted to. I tripped over my feet and had him stop, "What do you mean you know why? Who the heck are you?" I snapped. The guy took a step back and bowed, "Meet me at the gardens, next week. I will explain then," he replied. And just as fast as he had grabbed me, he spun me around and was gone.
And so I have a date with a stranger this Sunday, great. In other news, I just got an invite to a girls thing next weekend too. Two crazy things in one weekend, can my life get any more complicated? Scratch that, don't tell the author I said that. She takes that as a challenge. Anyways, blog ya later!
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
This One Time at Camp....
You would think a girl would have time to blog some during the summer. Not this girl apparently. Apparently instead of letting me have my own time, I got sent to summer camp, aka social torture and technology lock down.
I told you last post that I was like you, but I apparently have differences. These differences showed themselves a little too much this week. Turns out that the "mean girls" of camp weren't my only worry of the week, but the lake monster and the monsters in the woods were. This is where all you bloggers go, "Monsters? You're crazy, there's no such thing as monsters!"
This is also where I laugh at your ignorance. You have no idea what kind of monsters lurk around us everyday. But that's a topic for another day.
Today, I'm going to tell you about the lake incident. Ever heard of this thing called a blob? Its this big air cushion that sits on a body of water that people enjoy jumping on and then sending another person flying. Why people enjoy this thing I'm not sure. Somehow, though, a friend of mine convinced me to try it. I jumped onto the air cushion and crawled over to the launching part. When I looked back to give my friend the green light, instead of my friend standing on the diving board it was one very large and harry beast. You could probably call him big foot, but I think big foot would be offended. Anyways, the thing scared the crap out of everyone that they could do nothing but scream at it. He leaped off the diving board and before I could slide off I was shot into the air. I'm not sure what harry beast's goal was, but if it was to give me the worst belly flop in human history I'm pretty sure he succeeded. I smacked onto the water and went limp under the surface. The lake was unusually clear and that was unfortunate for me because when I was able to see again I saw the lake monster. No, I am not kidding. This thing was a monster with sharp claws and pointy teeth. I'm pretty sure I shot out of the water faster than anyone else had before. I was put in the sick house and my parents were called immediately. To say I was kicked out would be putting it mildly.
And that, my dear bloggers, is why yours truly is never going back to summer camp.
Question
Any odd camp stories? Weird food? Cabin stories? My author will probably take these and do something with them in a video or something...either that or just laugh at them. Most likely the latter.
I told you last post that I was like you, but I apparently have differences. These differences showed themselves a little too much this week. Turns out that the "mean girls" of camp weren't my only worry of the week, but the lake monster and the monsters in the woods were. This is where all you bloggers go, "Monsters? You're crazy, there's no such thing as monsters!"
This is also where I laugh at your ignorance. You have no idea what kind of monsters lurk around us everyday. But that's a topic for another day.
Today, I'm going to tell you about the lake incident. Ever heard of this thing called a blob? Its this big air cushion that sits on a body of water that people enjoy jumping on and then sending another person flying. Why people enjoy this thing I'm not sure. Somehow, though, a friend of mine convinced me to try it. I jumped onto the air cushion and crawled over to the launching part. When I looked back to give my friend the green light, instead of my friend standing on the diving board it was one very large and harry beast. You could probably call him big foot, but I think big foot would be offended. Anyways, the thing scared the crap out of everyone that they could do nothing but scream at it. He leaped off the diving board and before I could slide off I was shot into the air. I'm not sure what harry beast's goal was, but if it was to give me the worst belly flop in human history I'm pretty sure he succeeded. I smacked onto the water and went limp under the surface. The lake was unusually clear and that was unfortunate for me because when I was able to see again I saw the lake monster. No, I am not kidding. This thing was a monster with sharp claws and pointy teeth. I'm pretty sure I shot out of the water faster than anyone else had before. I was put in the sick house and my parents were called immediately. To say I was kicked out would be putting it mildly.
And that, my dear bloggers, is why yours truly is never going back to summer camp.
Question
Any odd camp stories? Weird food? Cabin stories? My author will probably take these and do something with them in a video or something...either that or just laugh at them. Most likely the latter.
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