started to scuff the carpet with her foot.
âI would love to e-mail you my recording,â I said, âbut the problem is I canât find my camera.â
Zoran said, âWhat do you mean, you canât find it?â and I said, âI donât know, Iâve looked everywhere; itâs really upsetting,â and then Jas burst into tears and sobbed, âOh, who cares about your stupid camera, what about the kittens?â Zoran hugged her but was very firm and said that he would have a word with Mum about them. He went into his bedroom to call her, but we listened at the door. It was hard to hear everything, but basically he told her how good it would be for Jas to look after two needy little animals, especially when things were a bit traumatic.
âWhat does traumatic mean?â Jas whispered.
âI think he means youâre upset because of the rats,â I whispered.
Dad is sulking but Jas is over the moon because, after talking to Zoran, Mum said of course the kittens can stay. I think possibly she only said it to annoy Dad, but this makes no difference at all to Jas.
And Iâve found my camera. It was under Floraâs pillow.
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TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 19
My sister is in love again,
I wrote to Jake this evening.
She stole my camera after I filmed this boy in a concert he was in, and she ran the battery down watching my recording. I found it under her pillow. Then she went bright red at dinner when Mum asked how the concert went. Iâm attaching the clip here so you can see it. Please donât show it to your family.
I stopped to think while the clip was uploading, and then I wrote,
On second thoughts, donât take this the wrong way, but Iâm not going to send this e-mail. I do hope you understand,
and then instead of pressing send I pressed delete, making today the first day since he went away that I havenât e-mailed Jake. Sometimes I have really racked my brain to think of something to write and sometimes I have written much too much, but the point is I have written every single day, just like he asked, but he hardly ever writes back and when he does itâs always the same thing, about the awesome beach and how funny I am and how amazing it is that itâs summer in Australia but winter over here. I told Dodi about it today during break, and she said I should write back and say itâs not amazing at all, itâs just that Australia is in the Southern Hemisphere and we are in the Northern Hemisphere.
It was actually Dodi who said I shouldnât write back. She says that writing back when Jakeâs answers are so lame makes me look like a pushover. âLike heâs being rude, but youâre saying it doesnât matter,â were her exact words. Iâve never thought of it like that before, because I never expected Jake to be much good at writing, but today I did start to think that maybe she was a little bit right.
THE FILM DIARIES OF BLUEBELL GADSBY
SCENE THREE (TRANSCRIPT)
THE TROUBLE WITH CATS
EXTERIOR. MORNING.
On the lawn of the Gadsby family garden. TWIG in full football gear, preparing to give a demonstration of his keepy-uppy skills.
DODI
(in pajamas, having slept over the night before)
Remind me again why you are doing this.
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CAMERAMAN (BLUE)
Because I havenât done a sports video before.
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TWIG
And to prove I can do more than Justin Murphy.
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DODI
Who is Justin Murphy?
JAS
(also in pajamas, curled up in a deck chair draped in kittens)
He has the highest record of keepy-uppies in Twigâs class, and he is also in love with Maisie Carter.
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DODI
Is Twig in love with Maisie Carter?
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JAS
He tried baking cookies for her but apparently she is allergic to hazelnuts.
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TWIG
(glaring at Jas)
Can we just get on with it?
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JAS
(smiles sweetly)
Be my guest. Iâm just here to count and make sure you donât cheat.
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Twig places ball at his feet, flicks it up to his