Hello. So I am starting to enjoy Deception so much more now that the storyline is starting do develop. And I really love the look backs at the scenes between Julian and Joanna when they were young teens in love (or whatever they were cause I'm not exactly what they were back then). So I decided to start what I think Joanna's diary would look like back then. So here is one of the first entries. It may jump around a bit to build up their back story, and it may change ratings (not sure yet). Anyway I always ask my readers to do three things:

Please Read, enjoy, and comment (if ya like it)

July 14 1993,

Dear Diary,

Something strange happened today in the kitchen, and I don't know exactly what it means. I mean I know what happened but what I mean is I don't know what it means. It all started when Viv and I were having an argument...

"You can't be serious Jo?" Vivian crumpled over in a loud laughter, rolling around her queen sized bed, lightly knocking into her friend. The bubbly blonde lifted her head to look into the mahogany eyes of her best friend to find her face drawn into a serious stare, causing her to laugh even harder.

"What?" Joanna questioned, seriously not understanding what her friend so amusing about her answer to her question. This elicited a loud snort of laughter from the other girl across from her. "What's wrong with that?" she repeated wondering why she had all of a sudden unintentionally became a comedian.

"Because" Vivian finally sat up, her boisterous laughter subsiding to a giggle allowing her to explain her reaction. "Nobody waits until marriage now a days. That idea is only in fairytales and Disney movies" she shook her head. "You are so naive Jo"

"No I'm not" Joanna defended, her back stiffening, unhappy she was being seen as a baby. "A lot of people do"

"Yeah ugly girls" Vivian scoffed "and girls who can't get dates. They wait. And you're neither of thoes" she waved off, as she stood up off of her bed to the large bay windows in her room, allowing the cool lake breeze to waft in. "I mean come on Jo. Most of the girls I went to camp with this summer weren't even virgins anymore" she revealed as she gathered a cotton towel to place under the door crack of her room. "They were having sex with some of the older counselors and everything" she chuckled as she went into her sock drawer, pulling out her "secret stash" from an old Kodak film holder. She pulled out her rolling papers off of her desk before plopping down on the bed across from her friend. "Everyone is doing it and you won't even kiss anyone before marriage? Not happening Jo."

"Well first off, I'm not interested in what the kids at your camp did" Joanna started as she watched her friend meticulous rolling technique. "I'm not like them. And why not wait to kiss? I mean why do I have to do it just because someone else wants to?"

"Because, those where the rules when our parents were kids, when they had "sock hops" and stupid things like that." Vivian explained right before she licked the cigarette closed. "We are a new generation. We can make our own rules now. And if it feels right why not?"

"Well did you sleep with the counselors?" Joanna questioned as Vivian searched for a lighter in her bedside stand.

"Eww no" Vivian turned her nose up in disgust "I don't do the help" she dimissed with an air of arrogance. She then looked up suddenly remembering who she was speaking with. Joanna folded her arms and pressed her lips into a tight frown. She hated when Vivian went away to camp. She always came back after having spent so much time with her wealthy peers, with their vocabulary and snob responses that took months for her to break. "You know what I mean" She quickly back tracked knowing she had offended the one person she trusted. "Plus you're not help" she said taking a long drag.

"Then what am I?" Joanna asked still very much offended.

"Family" Vivian answered releasing the smoke from her lungs before handing the cigarette to Joanna. "You're my sister, the one I never got" Joanna reluctantly took the peace offering she was given, taking a drag while making a mental note that she would have to start her deprogramming sooner than later. "But no I didn't mess with any of the counselors. But I did mess around a little with someone" Vivian smiled deviously, knowing she had been holding that information from her friend.

"With who?" Joanna coughed a bit handing the cigarette back.

Vivian smiled pushing her blonde strands out of her face before giggling "Mark"

"Mark Swartz?!" Joanna coughed shocked and caught off guard. "You have got to be kidding me! Viv isn't he a senior? And-"

"The Captain of the Football team" Vivian smiled taking another pull before handing it back to Joanna. "Yep that Mark." She grinned proud of her conquest impressed with herself that she could attract someone so much older.

Joanna sat back with a pensive look on her face as she smoked. "Well?" she asked after thinking for a moment, the smoke escaping her lips.

"Well what?" Vivian shrugged as she wiggled her toes, relaxing against her pillow.

"Well how far did you two go?" Joanna asked getting more specific but not wanting to seem too nasty.

Vivian thought a moment before taking back cigarette to take a last drag. "Second base" she smiled as a flash back hit her. She looked up to Joanna's face, seeing that she didn't fully believe her. "Okay, third" she giggled coming completely clean.

"Viv!" Joanna giggled putting out their contraband.

"What?!" Vivian laughed taking her pillow to her chest laughing. "It was the fourth, and fireworks were going off across the sky" she shrugged. "And in my pants" she added a but under her breath.

"Vivian!" Joanna laughed hitting her friend with a pillow

"What they were" Vivian reposed hitting Joanna back with a small decorative cushion before settling beside her friend. "It was nice"

"So is he your-"

"Boyfriend?" Vivian scoffed. "No. It was a summer thing, that it. There was a lot of summer things going on. Julian hook up with Babbette Callindor. That skank." Vivian closed with an eye roll. Joanna just laid next to her friend, as all of the muscles in her body seemed to melt as she got the chance to get reacquainted with her friend and her voice. "And Mindy Rogers... And Kathleen" Vivian ran down her brother's summer "to do" list.

"Sounds like it was an eventful summer" Joanna sighed.

"Yeah, but I missed you. All of the girls there are so... fake. Most of them were nice to me to either get to Julian or even Edward. I even had a counselor try to buddy up to me, in the hopes I will give her his number." Vivian admitted, Joanna sensing the loneliness in her voice that was left over from the break.

She knew she genuinely missed Joanna, from the weekly letters they exchanged. While Vivian was out at camp, becoming "well adjusted" teenage girl, Joanna was at the Bower estate, with her mystery books, and mother, helping out around the house when needed. Although she hated when the children left for camp, she knew her mother loved the break from caring for the family. Because while the children were away, Mr. and Mrs. Bowers took it as an opportunity to travel alone without their off-spring. That left a lot of time for Joanna and her mother to hang out together, going shopping in the city, and even traveling up the coast to the Jersey Shore for a weekend. And although her mother tried to make that time special for her baby, Joanna still missed her friend dearly.

"I missed you too" Joanna sighed as a breezed lightly lifted the sheer curtains that framed the window.

"You know what else I missed?" Vivian questioned after a moment

"What?" Joanna wondered out loud.

"The yummy popsicles your mom gets us" she cooed in a seemingly convincing voice.

"Ugh Viv" Joanna whined knowing that what she was really asking was for her to go and get her one.

"Plllleeeeaaaasssseee" Vivian begged rolling towards Joanna shaking her slightly. "I'm way too-"

"I know. I know" Joanna sighed as she got up with a huff "way too baked to go. I got it" she waved off slipping on her flip flops and straightening out her light hoodie.

"Thanks Jo" Vivian smiled laying back on the bed before adding "And can you make sure mine is cherry?"

"Yeah yeah yeah" Joanna groaned kicking the towel from out of the crack and opening the door.

It was always weird for Joanna to wonders the halls of the Bowers residence without Vivian close in toe. She knew they saw her as family, and secretly a good influence on Vivian her mother allowed it to slip one time in conversation. But Joanna was very much aware that she was not biological family in any sense, and made sure to always act "respectful" whenever she ran into one of the Bower parents in their own home when she wasn't with their daughter. Luckily both of them were still vacationing for the summer, finding that their children where more than capable of caring for themselves with the help of the staff, until they returned.

Joanna sighed once she reached the kitchen. She opened the freezer, looking around a bit before locating the box she was searching for. She stood silently in front of the open door, allowing the cool air to whip across the exposed areas of her skin. The house was silent, most of the cleaning having been done, but right before the chef would be back to start preparing dinner. She always felt the house felt more like a museum at this time of day than an actual home with children in it. She seemed almost in a trans, from the soothing air, and silence.

"BOO!"

Joanna jumped as she felt two hands at her waist, clasping around her, jolting her out of her almost meditative state. She let out a yelp, allowing the door to slam shut. She turned to find Julian smiling, proud of his handy work. His hair slicked back, and his shirt sticking to him having put it back on while still wet after his afternoon swim.

"Gosh Julian!" Joanna shouted, her heart pounding uncontrollably from fright.

Julian laughed hardily doubling over in amusement of his prank. She could always hear Vivian when Julian laughed. They shared the same tone when they laughed. A sound they both inherited from their mother. Joanna, however did not find it funny, placing her hands on her hips in anger as Julian pointed as tears streamed from his eyes. "You should 'a seen your face" he guffawed "Priceless!"

"Yeah, well nice to see you too Julian" Joann huffed in as she ignored his laughter to return to the task at hand, the retrieval a cold treat for she and Vivian. She expected Julian to go about his day, reveling in his successful scare, but instead heard him pull out one of the stools at the kitchen island.

"So did you missed me?" he asked in his always cocky, yet oddly charming style. Her mother never liked that about him. She would always point out how he seemed to "familiar" with everyone he spoke to.

"No" Joanna huffed retrieving the box. pulling out two popsicles, making sure one was cherry, per Vivian's request.

"Well why not?" Julian playfully pouted faking disappointment. "I missed you"

"Yeah right" Joanna laughed as she turned her back to the young man to put the box back in the freezer. "Sounds like you were too "busy" with other things to miss me"

"Really?" He asked standing.

"Yep" Joanna smirked into the light of the freezer "Unless Babbette magically looks like me now" she joked. "With all of the girls at camp, you had more than enough to keep your mind off of me"

"Well I did" his voice dropping its light tone, for a more serious one. "I thought about you a lot this summer actually" he confessed.

"Well" she sighed ignoring whatever trick she figured he had up his sleeve "like I said, I heard you had enough to keep your mind "occupied" where I shouldn't have even come up"

She turned to find him right behind her again, standing extremely close to her. Almost pressing her against the door of the freezer. "I did" he insisted, his eyes baring down on her. Joanna felt nervous, noticing they had never been that close before, his body less than a few inches from hers. She gulped, her mouth suddenly dry. Julian brought his hand up towards her face caressing her cheek with the back of his hand. Other than little playful fights, they hand never really touched, having been Vivian's friend, and Julian being nothing more than Vivian's older brother, they had never really been around each other alone. And although he was only a year and a few months older than she and Vivian, his behavior and personality made him always feel somehow much more advanced. He smiled a soft smile that caused a funny feeling in Joanna's stomach as she unflinchingly stared back into his eyes.

"You'll believe me one day" Julian smiled taking a few steps away from Joanna. "I'll make sure of it" he promised right before he exited the kitchen leaving her alone again, with a new set of thoughts. She froze in her place for a moment, unsure of what had just happened, and wondering what he meant by he was going to make sure she believed that she had crossed his mind a time or two the past vacation. She quickly shook herself from her shock, checked to make sure the popsicles hadn't began to thaw, and made her way back to Vivian's room.

"Goodness Jo I said get the popsicles from the freezer not the store" Vivian huffed, once Joanna finally made it back to her room.

"I-I ran into Julian" Joanna explained as she closed the door behind her and made her way back to Vivian's bed.

"Oh" Vivian looked up. "And?"

"Oh and he-" Joanna started but something in her gut told her to not tell Vivian about what had just transpired. That it would have been better for her to wait and see exactly what Julian meant. She looked up to find Vivian waiting expectantly for her to finish her sentence. "He just wanted to catch up" Joanna finished, handing her popsicle to her friend.

"Oh" Vivian responded. "Oh well, I guess it would take a while to run through all of his summer "loves"" Vivian quipped while opening her treat.

Joanna just smirked, her mind torn between what she had been told about Julian, and what he had just confessed in the kitchen.

I know what everyone says about him is kind of bad. But for some strange reason, for a split second, I believed him. That he did think about me this summer. But I don't know why. Or maybe Vivian is right. Maybe I am naive. Either way, it was strange of him to say.

Joanna.