School is back in full swing and things are going well…mostly. I got “married” in senior seminar on Friday. My husband is this guy named Nick Nicholas…which would make me Nicole Nicholas. Just my luck that not only does my new name suck, but my husband is a complete freak!

Friday after school, Molly and I were heading to the beach and Nick flags me down in the parking lot and asks if I want to hang out over the weekend “since we’re married.” I told him that we were heading down to Molly’s shore house and that I’d talk to him in school on Monday. You’d think that would be the end of it, right?

So we get to the shore house about an hour before Josh, Jen, Keith, Kelly and Jason get there and we make the beds and get everything ready. I lucked out because I was the only one who got my own room. When the gang got there we went to the grocery store and picked up food for dinner and breakfast the next day. We got back from the store, made dinner, and were about to sit down to eat when the phone rings.

Jason offered to get the phone and a minute later comes in and tells me that my “husband” is on the phone! Josh gave me a look and said “husband?” Of course Molly bursts out laughing hysterically and no one knows what’s going on. I took the phone and told Nick not to bother me until Monday (not sure how he got the number to Molly’s beach house), and Molly managed to inform everyone that I was Mrs. Nicholas. Of course Josh kept teasing me about my name.

The rest of the night we played games at the beach house, and everyone decided to go to bed relatively early. Josh came and knocked and my door. He was teasing me about how it was probably inappropriate of him to be visiting a “married woman.” There was a lot of bantering back and forth about extramarital affairs. He kissed me and was like, “I hope your husband doesn’t find out.” He seemed to be having fun with the whole I’m-married-to-Nick thing so I promised him it would be our little secret.

We made plans to meet up early the next morning and go to breakfast together so that we could have a little alone time this weekend. Breakfast was good and it was nice to have him to myself for a few hours. We ate at a little place a few blocks from Molly’s and then we went for a walk on the beach. It would have been perfect except Aunt Lu called then and told me that Nick had called her and was badgering her for my cell phone number. I made her promise not to give it to him.

Josh asked if he needed to have a talk with Nick, which I thought was really cute, but I told him no. I didn’t want to think about Nick.

We spent the afternoon with our friends. We went miniature golfing and then out to dinner. It was fun, but I really wanted Josh to myself. Can you blame me? I spent the whole summer thinking I was in love alone, and now that I know he loves me, I wanted some one-on-one time with him – no husbands, friends or phone calls in the way. So later that night I dragged him back out to the beach to look at the stars with me. It was perfect.

We stayed at the beach until 3:00 on Sunday. That night Josh called to tell me they were back in the city, safe and sound. He told me about the lights in NY where the WTC used to be. I was disappointed with myself for forgetting it was September 11th. Even Aunt Lu didn’t say anything about that.

Yesterday Nick and I ate lunch together to work on our project. He’s scaring me a little. He acts like he thinks we’re really married. It’s creepy!