The Moth Diaries

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- September 5th.

I have decided to write

at least one page

in my journal every day.

I'll be able

to read it later

and know exactly what

happened to me when I was 16.

- One of us

isn't gonna be here

And one of us

is gonna be running

Off alone

to the great unknown

You're not me

You're a model of freedom

All you need are your kicks

when you need 'em

Come and go

Caught that slow all right

- Maybe this year, I'll get on

the A squad for field hockey.

- Field hockey, my God.

Seems so unlike you.

Let me guess.

Lucy does it.

- Oh, Mom.

- I forgot the world revolves

around Lucy.

- No, I love it.

Sometimes we even get up

at 6:
00 a.m. to practice.

- Hey, ooh, yeah,

you gotta be leaving

Say what you want

What you say, say anything

No one knows

just how deep it goes

We are old in your teenage

tyranny

And all you need

is a hunger to feed

I've got my own secrets,

though

Say what?

- Here, Mom, I'll take it.

- No, but-

- No, it's fine.

- We are doomed,

but we wanted more

- I'll call you.

- It's the ride we take

The many-winged escape

It's the bough

- Becca?

- Oh, my God!

Here.

You have no idea how much

I've missed you.

- I missed you too.

Is your room next to mine?

- Yeah, here, let me show you.

This is your fireplace,

and the bathroom is huge.

- This is gonna be

the best year ever.

- Wuh-whoa!

- You better hide it

before Miss Rood sees.

- Ah, come on.

- Charley, you can't get

expelled on the first day.

- You can't worry

on the first day!

- So what'd you bring us?

- Just some downers I stole

from my mom.

- Well, I got chocolate

in Geneva.

- You guys hear about

Annabelle?

She's been hooking up

with two different boys

from Langley College.

- What?

- Such a whore.

- Jealous?

At least she has sex.

- Look who's talking.

- I've had lots of sex.

- Girls don't count.

- Why not?

And I've done boys.

- One boy.

- Oh, are you still all

pathetic virgins?

- Well, I am,

but not for long.

I've met someone.

Hey, Lucy, what about you

and Jason?

- I broke up with him.

- Yeah, on Facebook.

How cold is that?

- What about you, Becca?

- I don't know.

We'll see.

- It's the times, we say

That no one's gonna

take your place

- Oh, the apple, the apple!

- Ew.

- So did you guys hear?

The new English teacher

is a guy.

- Wait, do the dykes

who run this place allow that?

Like, he's probably

gonna have to wear a plaid skirt

and kneesocks,

like Miss Bobbie.

- Charley...

- I saw him.

His name's Mr. Davies.

He's actually really cute.

- And he's a poet.

- Wait till he finds out

about Rebecca's dad.

- Charley.

- Not cool.

- No, not about that.

About him being a famous poet.

- He wasn't really famous.

- Let's go play some hockey.

- Let's not.

- Come on, yeah.

That's exactly

what we need, yeah.

- Seriously?

On the first day?

Why do you have to kill me

on the first day?

- Oh, I've longed

for these tubs.

- I know, sometimes I hate it

so much when I'm here,

but I just miss it all the time

when I'm at home.

- How's your mom?

- She just sat in her studio

and painted,

listening to the same music

over and over.

The same music my dad-

my dad was listening to

when...

- Rebecca, I want you to meet

a new girl, Ernessa Bloch.

She'll be in the room

across the hall.

Please help her

find her way around.

- Sure.

It's easy to get lost.

Did they tell you this place

used to be a hotel?

Um, like, 100 years ago.

This place has a lot

of old nooks and crannies.

- Breakfast is at 7:30,

morning assembly 8:30 sharp.

You must apply to me

for permission

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