J+J Series 007: From t Journal

[J+J Series, No. 007: From the Journal]
[Multiple dates, 14 years]

Journal Entry: May 18
    Today during her lunch, Janet thought to me about this new book she is reading.  She was oddly excited about it.  In the book, there are these dragon like creatures that form a telepathic, sympathetic bond with special people that are specially chosen.  But more than just flying, they can blink from one place to another, but, of course, they do not call it that.  So, I thought to her, "Does that make you my dragon?" and she laughed.  She is finishing her homework, then she is going to read the book to me.
    I am going to draw her while she is reading.  She is laying on her tummy, naked (of course) and the sunlight is crossing from the small of her back, across her bum, and down her thigh.  She really is prettier than she gives herself credit for.
    Time to draw.

Journal Entry: May 19
    I think I am going to stop modelling.  Jan wants to keep it up.  I don't really know why.  I tried thinking to her about it, but she just thinks a shrug.  Neither of us really think much of the way everyone gushes over us, fussing with our hair and whatnot.  And she scoffs the praise they give her.  Like I mentioned... yesterday, she is prettier than she gives herself credit for and I think she is kinda amused by what they say.  We both roll our eyes at the models that complain about how much work it is to stay in shape, but it is not really fair.  I think we could look as good as we wanted, working at it or not.  This sounds kinda weird - like we are cheating at it because of our talent, but I turn things off from time to time to see the "real" me. I know she does too.  I mentioned in volume 2 that I think all this mental stuff we do burns calories and I think that was spot on.  We never really exercised and we eat all kinds of stuff, but we are in pretty good shape.  We started swimming as a form of meditation more than anything else.  And Mum taught us to eat healthy (but we cheat on that) so maybe I am not giving ourselves enough credit.  But still, I can feel physical fatigue from the mental exertion.  I am hoping that swimming will boost my physical strength and (along with the meditation) that will help my mental strength.
    Point being (finally getting around to it) I am going to stop modeling (mostly) so I can 1) have more of a social life, and 2) spend more time on my art... or maybe learn piano.  Something.  Other than standing around while other people dress and undress me.

Journal Entry: May 23
    I have been thinking a lot about why Jan wants to keep modeling.  I mean:
1) she does not actually like a lot of attention.  
    Everywhere else, everything else that drives her, is a will to be reclusive.  She would be perfectly happy locked alone inside a library.  Stark naked, of course, but she does not really have her own friends.  She could, but avoids everyone.  If I did not twist her arms into hanging out with Mark and company, she's /never/ socialize.
2) She does not like all the clothes they put her in.
    When I asked, she thought, "It's kinda like a full-body mask."  
    I thought, "But some of this stuff doesn't even cover much - and rarely is your face covered."
    She just thought, "But it's not /me/.  It's someone else.  I kinda /go away/ while they just do their thing."
    So why do it at all, and she just shrugs.
3) Dad.  She will not like it if she sees this in here.  And I have not mentioned this, but I've seen her looking at that picture of herself - that frightened little girl in the desert - that Dad took of her.  She often makes that same expression during the shoots.  Between listening to his music, and having pictures taken of her... maybe it is her way of not letting him go.

    Maybe I'm glad I wan't there.  It shaped her peculiar. But I love her.

Journal Entry: June 2, 20..
    Remember when I said that we started swimming? (Of course you do.  1) you are a book, 2) it is just two pages back.)
    Okay, so Mum bought us new suits.  It is _so_ cool.  I mean, they are.  The suits.  Mine is purple and Jan's is black (of course).  They are more athletic than the one piece ones we had.  They look like the ones they wear in the Olym

    -pics.  Sorry about that.  I blame my sister.  She blinked in here, grabbed me, and blinked us out of here without our clothes.
    We were on this big rock in the middle of nowhere, but I will get back to that.
    First, I squealed. Well, I thought-squealed.  Had I known we were going to be miles and miles from another living sole, I would have screamed my head off, but then, had I known where we were going, I would not have needed to do anything of the sort.
    I was yelling at her via our link, so I knew she would hear me.  I thought, "What are you doing!? Why am I naked!?"
    She just smiled and was looking at me.  I mean, really looking me up and down.  Then I saw that she has a backpack with her.  I saw she had her camera in there and I was like, "Oh, no you don't!" but she had one of my drawing pads and my pencils and was handing them to me.  She was blushing.  She thought, "You're drawing me all the time anyway, how about here, now?"
    I looked around.  The shape of the rocks, the color of the sand, the sparse vegetation all browns and sages, the sunset.  It made even her pale skin golden.  It... We... really were pretty there in that light.
    So... I set up the camera on the tripod she adjusted the settings while I was figuring the composition. When it was all set, we posed in the frame while I set off the camera.  She plugged it into our computer and she liked it okay, but I wanted a few more tweaks before we lost the light.  Six shots in all and I swore that if she did not remind me to delete them she was going to have to find herself a new twin.
    The rock and the sun were warm and it was still light enough, so Jan wanted us to stay there while I got started on the drawing.  A couple of times she had to get back in to either her or my pose so I could get a better look, but for the most part, I was working from the fourth picture we took.
    I finally did start to get chilly as I was loosing good light, so she blinked us back.  I wanted to ask where we were, or how she found the place, but I decided it was probably best if it remained a mystery.
    But, I wanted to get the coloring done while it was all still fresh in my mine, so I stayed up late... and NOW I am back to this.  Where was I... oh yeah.  
    We got new swimsuits.