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Surely it wasn’t another school day today? Wasn’t it time for the weekend yet? Or what’s better—summer vacation. Summer was my favorite, for it’s warmth and freedom. I mean, what could possibly be better than no school? Ice cream before dinner? Ice cream for dinner? Other than that, not much.
But alas, today was just a cold Tuesday in the middle of November. Summer was no where in sight. I had to stay bundled in my sweater and jeans, waiting for warmer times. It was going to take forever.
A sudden hand slammed down on my desk bringing me crashing back into reality, nearly snapping my neck in the process of my gaze shooting upwards. All previous thoughts flew out of my head. I had completely zoned out of the math lesson, I realized.
“Ms. Telufa? Would you like to join your class today? If not, the door is just a few feet away.” Giggles and some murmurs could be heard around the room. Stupid high school peers. Mind your own business.
“What are we even learning? Addition? That’s first grade, Mr. Keller.” My teacher’s face flushed as he tried to find words to say. I wasn’t usually a bad kid who acted out, but my sarcasm and blunt nature when speaking happened to spill over sometimes. It didn’t help that my parents practically encouraged it at all opportunities. Needless to say, I get my ‘crazy’ from them.
“Ms. Telufa, this is addition with variables and fractions, hardly something a first grader could wrap their mind around. Now, please just pay attention and answer number 8.” I could see the huge sigh he was holding back on his tired face. I felt only slightly bad, but enough that I answered the question without an extra comment. The rest of the lesson was easy, since it was just a review of previous concepts. We had a test coming up the following week.
Soon enough the class was over and Mr. Keller’s shouts of what homework was could be heard as everyone rushed out of the classroom. I actually took my time to pack up. Carrying things in your arms around the hallways was such a hassle, especially with all of the teenagers filling the hallways up to the brim. Really, Landerwood High had an exorbitant amount of students and it felt unnecessary. Couldn’t they build another high school? Or at least send away the troublemaking kids who didn’t want to be here to begin with. But no, I was stuck here, along with everyone else. I was also just a junior, meaning I still had a whole other year after the one we weren’t even halfway through. Such a joy to think about.
When I exited the classroom I wasn’t the least bit surprised to see who was waiting for me.
“Amanda, stalking as usual,” I joked to my best friend.
“What? No, I always do this so we can walk together, remember?” I sighed. Sometimes I didn’t know how we ended up being so close. Amanda, the blonde preppy girl who took almost everything seriously, and me, who couldn’t stop the jokes most of the time. “Oh wait,” she said as it clicked, “you were joking. Right. Sorry, I’ve been preoccupied.”
“Oh yeah?” I asked. The best thing was to follow this change in topic. “So what’s new? I didn’t see you by your locker this morning.” Amanda perked up instantly. Her blue eyes shone as a smile pulled at her lips. I didn’t know if this sudden change in attitude should scare me or not, but I went along with it anyway.
“Something fantastic,” she started, “but I can’t tell you quite yet. I have to meet with someone at lunch today to work out the details, and then remind me to tell you after that.”
It would be a lie to say I wasn’t curious. In fact, if I asked her more about it, she might crack and spill what the secret was. However, I never got a chance to because she ran away before I could.
“Hey, Hope! Wait up!” And with that, Amanda was gone. So much for walking with me. I watched as she ran over to a girl with hair so blonde it was white. Maybe it was Hope that she was discussing things with. I sort of knew her from seeing her around, and having Amanda hang out with her from time-to-time, but I didn’t know very much about her. I guessed I was watching the scene in front of me a second too long, because I ended up running into someone.
“Whoops!” I said as I pulled myself backwards. “Sorry there.” The person I bumped into turned around and smiled.
“Hey Thera! We go to the same class y’know, you don’t have to try and cause an accident to get my attention,” she joked. It was my dark-skinned, crazy-in-her-own-way friend, Misty.
“What can I say, Misty, sometimes with you it takes a lot,” I replied a smile. She just laughed, before turning a little more serious.
“Have you heard the rumors? I’m not big on gossiping, but something’s going on with Hope and Amanda. They’re planning something and I want in.”
Misty had noticed that something was going on too. If she knew something was up, then the issue must be bigger than I had originally thought it was going to be. My curiosity only grew as I hoped for the best, yet feared for the worst. I needed to get to the bottom of this.
What was going on?
I followed Misty mindlessly through the halls to our next period, having these minutes to myself before the bell rang to think things through. Amanda isn’t the best at keeping secrets (or so I thought), so how long had she been planning this? A few weeks? Months? Pure spontaneity? I began to focus on it, but caught myself. Wait, what? Why do I care?
Oh, that’s right. I didn’t.
So I figured I could actually pay attention to the lesson this period. Everything would work itself out by lunch.
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