Exposed: The Secret Life of Jodi Arias Read Online Free PDF
Author: Jane Velez-Mitchell
more reserved. Of course, with Bill in poor health the enormous burden of raising the sizable family was Sandy’s.
No wonder Sandy might have seemed pensive, and no surprise that Jodi would have to take on more than her fair share of rearing her younger siblings.
Through all this, art seemed to be Jodi’s one reliable outlet. In the letter to Patti, Jodi explained how she had just bought an oil painting set that strained her teenage budget, saying she took the leap because she was determined to paint more. “I’m going to start oil painting. I went and got a few supplies and in total it was $50.28. This stuff is outrageous. I got paints, I got paint thinners and canvasses to paint on.”
Jodi’s interest and talent in art was well known in the school. Many years later, her high school art teacher remembered her with praise, recalling how conscientious, mature, hardworking, and smart she was. He also thought she was extremely talented, with a mastery of all media. Not only was Jodi the first to complete his assignments, but she presented herself with perfection, not a hair, piece of clothing, or application of makeup out of place. He told a local paper, “She was the perfect kid; the kind of kid you would want your son to date because she just seemed so clean cut.”
Despite appearances, things were far from perfect for Jodi. Sandy Arias said she found herself on the receiving end of hostile tirades from her fifteen-year-old daughter. The outbursts were baffling to both her parents, but Jodi felt her parents imposed too many restrictions, given that she was now in high school. Jodi’s friends agreed that her parents were on the strict side. While other freshmen and sophomores were allowed to stay out until nine or ten o’clock in the evening, Jodi had a dinner hour curfew of 6 P . M ., and she couldn’t go out again after dinner. The rule was not bent to allow for even the evening after-school activities.
Perhaps her parents were uncomfortable with Jodi’s emerging sexuality. She was changing fast, both physically and emotionally. She was a beautiful young woman who was beginning to realize that boys were attracted to her. She must have experienced the rush of power that many attractive young women feel when they first understand their effect on the opposite sex. Nevertheless, Jodi still felt insecure and like an outsider in Yreka. That could have been why she chose another outsider for her first romantic experience.
I n the ninth grade, she formed a friendship with a young man named Bobby, three years older than she, whom she’d met at a state fair. It had been the middle of summer, and the temperature was in the triple digits. Dressed in an eighteenth-century long black suit and wobbling along on crutches, Bobby was a standout in the crowd. A self-identified Goth, he was clad in all black, and everything about him from his hair to his eyes was dark and exotic. That night, he invited her to ride with him on the Zipper, an adrenaline-provoking ride that rotated while spinning the individual cars for two. Bobby lived six miles away, huge to a young teenager. After the ride at the fair, they didn’t see each other until a few months later, when Jodi saw him at a homecoming football game. She sauntered over to him and asked if he remembered her, he said yes, she gave him her number, and he soon called.
In the beginning, Jodi and Bobby were just friends. He already had a girlfriend, so nothing could happen until those two broke up. When that eventually happened, Jodi and Bobby grew closer and unofficially started dating. Jodi’s dating rule was that young men who wanted to go out with her had to agree she was their one and only. Bobby, already graduated from high school but currently unemployed, had lots of free time. He would meet Jodi near the high school, and they would hold hands. Bobby had big dreams. He wanted to be an actor, but Jodi said he also had wild ideas about vampires, and he wanted to move to San
No wonder Sandy might have seemed pensive, and no surprise that Jodi would have to take on more than her fair share of rearing her younger siblings.
Through all this, art seemed to be Jodi’s one reliable outlet. In the letter to Patti, Jodi explained how she had just bought an oil painting set that strained her teenage budget, saying she took the leap because she was determined to paint more. “I’m going to start oil painting. I went and got a few supplies and in total it was $50.28. This stuff is outrageous. I got paints, I got paint thinners and canvasses to paint on.”
Jodi’s interest and talent in art was well known in the school. Many years later, her high school art teacher remembered her with praise, recalling how conscientious, mature, hardworking, and smart she was. He also thought she was extremely talented, with a mastery of all media. Not only was Jodi the first to complete his assignments, but she presented herself with perfection, not a hair, piece of clothing, or application of makeup out of place. He told a local paper, “She was the perfect kid; the kind of kid you would want your son to date because she just seemed so clean cut.”
Despite appearances, things were far from perfect for Jodi. Sandy Arias said she found herself on the receiving end of hostile tirades from her fifteen-year-old daughter. The outbursts were baffling to both her parents, but Jodi felt her parents imposed too many restrictions, given that she was now in high school. Jodi’s friends agreed that her parents were on the strict side. While other freshmen and sophomores were allowed to stay out until nine or ten o’clock in the evening, Jodi had a dinner hour curfew of 6 P . M ., and she couldn’t go out again after dinner. The rule was not bent to allow for even the evening after-school activities.
Perhaps her parents were uncomfortable with Jodi’s emerging sexuality. She was changing fast, both physically and emotionally. She was a beautiful young woman who was beginning to realize that boys were attracted to her. She must have experienced the rush of power that many attractive young women feel when they first understand their effect on the opposite sex. Nevertheless, Jodi still felt insecure and like an outsider in Yreka. That could have been why she chose another outsider for her first romantic experience.
I n the ninth grade, she formed a friendship with a young man named Bobby, three years older than she, whom she’d met at a state fair. It had been the middle of summer, and the temperature was in the triple digits. Dressed in an eighteenth-century long black suit and wobbling along on crutches, Bobby was a standout in the crowd. A self-identified Goth, he was clad in all black, and everything about him from his hair to his eyes was dark and exotic. That night, he invited her to ride with him on the Zipper, an adrenaline-provoking ride that rotated while spinning the individual cars for two. Bobby lived six miles away, huge to a young teenager. After the ride at the fair, they didn’t see each other until a few months later, when Jodi saw him at a homecoming football game. She sauntered over to him and asked if he remembered her, he said yes, she gave him her number, and he soon called.
In the beginning, Jodi and Bobby were just friends. He already had a girlfriend, so nothing could happen until those two broke up. When that eventually happened, Jodi and Bobby grew closer and unofficially started dating. Jodi’s dating rule was that young men who wanted to go out with her had to agree she was their one and only. Bobby, already graduated from high school but currently unemployed, had lots of free time. He would meet Jodi near the high school, and they would hold hands. Bobby had big dreams. He wanted to be an actor, but Jodi said he also had wild ideas about vampires, and he wanted to move to San