Rosie
Bright lights, in red and blue. Muffled voices. Screaming. Stamping. Everything you could imagine.
The ringing of the schoolbell, brought her back to reality. With a blurry sight, she moved her eyes from the red locker to the yellow flooring. Student in red and green uniforms were walking around. Doors were being slammed and loud voices filled the hallway. "Rosie?" Rosie looked up to her best friend. They were friends since the toddler swimming classes. "You doing okey?" a quick smile with a frown appeared on her face. "Of course, dummy, why wouldn't I be," it was a lie, but the smile on her face concealed the grief she had.
Melinda gave her a suspicious look for she moved to the trashcan. With screeking sounds, she rolled the plastic thing under Rosies locker. "You are not taking this with you," she said, with a disgusted face to one of Rosies used glasses cloth. With the small piece of fabric between her fingers she dropped in the trashcan. Rosie rolled her eyes before she put all her books in a box that lay at her feet.
"I think it is very mean of your aunt and uncle that you just can't come live with us, by the way. Or if necessary, you can also just go live by yourself at Deavensdoorn. You're old enough to do that and they could go visit you every weekend-" rattled Rosies best friend. Rosie didn't spend much attention to it. Her brain was focused on other things it needed to focus on, lately. She looked at her schoolbooks, one by one. In about an hour she would have handed in her books at the secretary, she would get in at her aunts car and they would be on the way to Hazelmaze, her new home for the upcoming indifinite time. "Right?" Melinda's voice braught her back to what they were doing again. "Hm-hm," she mumbled, hoping that Melinda would be content with that. And knowing Melinda, she would be.
A low manly voice sounded through the intercom and shouted something about the foothball of upcoming saturday. "So, that has been done," with that being said, she clapped her hands and rolled the trashcan back to its place. Rosie looked in her locker with a sigh. Except for a few stickers and a pocket mirror which was sticked to the door, her complete locker was empty.
"Hey can I have that, mine has a giant crack in the middle?" pointing to the mirror, she looked questioning to Rosie, who raised her shoulders and snatched the thing off her red locker. "Here, I have plenty at home," she said while she gave the pink thing to Melinda. "Thanks girl!" Melinda answered in full enthusiasm and stuffed it in a side pocket of her lilac eastpack. "You're welcome girl!" Rosie laughed back and tilled the box of the ground.
"You coming?" with the box in her hands she pointed to the direction of the secretary office. Melinda followed, raising her shoulders. "Are you going to audition for the Cheerleaders at your new school?" Melinda looked at Rosie with a sad face, when she pushed open the doors that seperated two hallways. "I don't know yet. I think I want to find my way with the classes first. I don't want to get behind in class," with an understanding nod, Melinda tucked a strant of freshly cut hair behind her ear.
"We are going to miss you al lot anyway," with a little smile the blond girl looked up to her best friend. "You better going to miss me," she said with watery eyes. "Ugh, come here," said the blackhaired girl and pulled Rosie in a clumsy hug. The box in her hands blocked both girls their way, but they both couldn't care less.
"Alright, enough with the pitty for today. I'm not dying or anything," said Rosie trying to push away her tears and pulled the box a little closer to her belly. "Don't be so crazy," said Melinda and bumped her elbow in Rosies side. "I will only live a few miles away, you could even bike there if you wanted to," chuckled Rosie knowing Melinda would never set foot on a bike.
"Yeez, if you expect me to buy a bike now, I don't think we can be friends anymore," she answered to that with a chuckle. Both girls laughed and dodged a few students who shuffled from one classroom to another. "Hey Rosie, Melinda," a boy waved to the two girls from the other side of the hall. He leaned against the lockers with a foothballjacket over his shoulders and was a friend of the girls. "Hey Eldon," said Melinda swooning and wiggled her fingers. Rosie gave her a stump in Melinda's side with her elbow and smiled to Eldon.
"Goedafternoon, what can i do for you girls?" said the woman behind the desk at the secretary office. Her brown hair was tied in tight bun on the back of her head and the small round glasses on her nose gave her a strict appearance.
"I am here to hand in my books," the woman looked at her with small eyes and inspected her face. It gave Rosie an oncomfortable feeling and looked at Melinda, who got the same feeling from the woman as her. The womans eyes moved from Rosie to the computer in front of her. She started typing on her keyboard and looked with a frown up and down on the screen.
"What's your name?" she said, while she pointed her eyes on Rosie. "Rosie Butter," Rosie said back and pushed the box with her knee a bit farther into her hands. She hoped the woman hurried with searching her name, since the box was becomming heavy in her hands. "Ah right," she started typing again and coughed, when she pushed her glasses up her nose a bit further.
"You can move along that way," she said pointing to a door. Her eyes kept focussing on the screen. Rosie looked at Melinda questioning the woman, Melinda raised her shoulders in confusement. They walked to the door together. "Enter," sounded from the other side, after a knock on the wood from Melinda. They stepped inside a messy room.
Papers and books were scattered around the six persons table in the middle of the room. Two desk chairs stood at the table with computers and notebooks at the same place. "Ah, you have to be," a fat man, dressed in a full on suit, looked on a paper that lied besides one of the desktops. "Rosie, right?" Rosie nodded and looked through the room, searching for a place to put the box. "Oh right," the man looked around too. The light blue cotton blouse he was wearing under the black blazer, was covered in sweat stains and a spot right under his chin with a more yellowish color.
"You know what, I will take care of it, just put it somewhere on the ground," Rosie put the box next to the door, just so that nobody could trip over it if someone would enter the room unattended. "Thanks hè," the man said and turned to a stack of papers on the windowsill. "Goodbye," Melinda said and walked behind Rosie out of the room.
The woman behind the desk was still glued to her desktop. Rosie could swear the woman didn't even noticed the two of them were leaving. "Well that was... weird,"
"Tell me about it," agreed Melinda. A new bell signal sounded through the speakers, which were hanging on every corner in the hallways. "I have science now, do we talk later?" Rosie nodded and watched Melinda walking the other way. The curls in her black hair bounced up and down, while she hopped through the hall. The sunshine, which shined through the big windows on the side, gave her hair a blueish glow.
Rosie thought back to the moment she first saw Melinda in the toddlers swimming classes. Her long black hairs were braided in a beautifull french braid. Rosie stared the whole lesson jealously to her hair. Melinda had angrily walked up to her halfway through the class and asked why she continously stared at her. "I think your hair is really pretty," she answered with a nervous glance to the ground. "Pretty he, my mommy made it," Melinda had said full of proud and threw her braid over her shoulder.
"Hey Rosie," Brenda Coolen, a teammate of Rosie from the cheerleaders, came around the corner. Rosie looked at the blackhaired girl who disappeared in the distance.
"Hai Brenda," she said looking to the blond hairy girl in front of her. Her hair was tied in a messy high pony tail and her gymshoes betrayed the fact that she just came from the sport fields. Brenda rattled about how much she was going to miss her and gave her a hug, before she disappeared around the corner again.
Rosie hadn't managed to get a single word in and just looked at her with a smile. A second bell signal sounded through the hallways, which said the class had officially started. Rosie sighed before she looked through the empty hall. Everywhere on the walls were posters hanging with 'VOTE FOR ME' for the next student council election and 'ARE YOU COMING?' for the upcoming spring prom which was held soon.
Rosies whole head was empty and couldn't think of a single memory. It looked as if everything that had happened in the hallway, was all just a dream. Her brains only started to work again when her phone was buzzing in her pocket.
Her aunt Ashley had send her a message with the notification that she was waiting for her outside on the school parking lot. Rosie put her phone back in her pocket of her pants and turned herself around on the back of her feet. She took a last glance in her locker to check one last time if she had nothing left in there.
Rosie was someone who always had to check everything at least two times, because she was afraid that she missed something or didn't do it right. Once she was satisfied with the empty locker, she gave a firm swing to the door and walked on her All Stars out of the empty hallway. The smack of the closing lockerdoor reverberated through the empty hall.
