A/N: Hi all! Here I am with a new story for your reading pleasure (and to
get my mind off my many papers and projects) This one is going to have a
lot of new characters and a lot of the regulars out of character (hence the
title) I hope you like this one and here we go with the well anticipated
High School Changes Everyone!!
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****SPINELLI'S POV***** January 2017
I sit in the room looking around and seeing a lot of my old classmates----friends, enemies and old crushes surrounded me as we waited to pay final respects to one of our own, a former classmate who's life was cut too short by a senseless act that could have so easily been prevented. Well, ok, maybe it couldn't exactly have been prevented, but it was this person's lifestyle choice that had taken their life far too young. As I wiped the tears from my eyes, my husband TJ squeezes my hand comfortingly, as he knows how difficult being here is for me. We had gotten married the year before; after many years of avoiding feelings and casual dating we had finally admitted that we loved each other and belonged together.
I continue to look around, and see several of my old buddies: there was good ole' Jessie James Sarasoda, who I swear could have been my twin in elementary school, since she had the same tough-ass attitude that I once had. She still looked the same, sporting that sort of Goth-cowgirl look that was her trademark back in the day. And then there was Vicki Ryan, who was sitting next to her, along with Lawson, who had his arm around Vicki's shoulders as she cried. They both looked about the same, except that Vicki's hair was a bit longer and blonder and Lawson was going a bit bald, but other than that, not much seemed to have changed, at least looks wise. On the other side of the room was Vince LaSalle, who was sitting with someone that I assumed was his wife or girlfriend, since she had her hand on his arm. Vince kept shaking his head in disbelief, as if it hadn't sunk in that this unfortunate event had occurred. A few rows down, I see two of my other closest girl friends, Jenn Howard and Sammi Lawrence (yes, people, I'm that nuts where I added myself, and yes, I am using the last name of my favorite actor) They both looked pretty shocked to say the least, since they had both been very good friends with the dearly departed. I keep looking and see other familiar faces, Hustler Kid, King Bob, King Freddie, Skeenz, Jonny 'KJ' Miller, two of the Ashleys and even Mikey Blumburg, who was the last person I had expected to see, especially after our falling out back in tenth grade. I close my eyes and remember all of the changes my friends and I had gone through once we entered high school. It was supposed to have been the best four years of our lives, but it was the worst for the old Recess gang, well at least friendship wise. We had all changed a lot throughout those years, and the change is what tore us apart.
Vince had begun to drift from us back in the ninth grade. He had become friends with the Pale Kids after they had all spent a summer working together at the comic book store and realized that they had more in common than they thought. He had spent less time doing sports and more time playing chess and doing stuff involving biology, and in short, becoming just like his older brother Chad. We spoke to him every so often in the halls, or if we happened to run into each other outside of school, but the friendship had cooled down quite a bit.
Gus Griswald had become more like his 'Guy' persona once we hit high school and was soon known as the ladies man of the school, or as I remember Sammi once putting it, the school player. By the end of our tenth grade year, he had dated or hooked up with almost every cheerleader or brainless 'beauty queen' on campus. It was rumored that he had gotten some girl pregnant, but nobody ever knew if there was any truth to that story. He had stopped talking to us halfway through the ninth grade because he thought he was too good to be hanging out with what he considered to be a bunch of prudes and goody-goodies.
TJ was another one who had changed quite a bit, although he was the one out of the group I had remained closest to throughout high school. TJ had become friends with the Hustler Kid when they discovered they were in the same advanced biology class in ninth grade. They were also friends with guys like Lawson, KJ, Skeenz, King Bob and King Freddie. Together, these guys were the enforcers of the school. They wouldn't purposely get into fights or anything, they were just the type of guys that would defend those in need and for the justice of the school. They all looked and dressed like the stereotypical 'tough guys,' and sometimes even got detention for their behavior, but all in all they were good guys that my friends and I were lucky enough to have as boyfriends, and some of us later in life, as husbands.
And then there was Gretchen Grundler. Now, most people would have expected her to stay the same studious girl she was back in elementary school, but they would have been shocked to see what she had become. Ninth grade. Who could forget when she and Ashley A. were working on a school project together and Ashley A. had decided to give her a makeover and make her more attractive for guys? That makeover had created a monster, one that would end up hurting others and ruining friendships. After she had been made into what people called an honorary Ashley, she had begun dating guys. Or shall I say, dating them, using them, sleeping with them and then dumping them once she got tired of them. My former best friend had become the school slut, and changed in ways nobody thought possible. It was a shame, really, since people thought she would end up becoming successful because of her intelligence. She instead ended up studying less and spent a better part of her time going out on dates and having sex with anyone that was willing.
But perhaps the person who changed the most was Mikey. Gone was the sweet, poetic boy who loved butterflies and dance. That innocent boy who girls often referred to back in middle school as the 'perfect gay best friend that is straight,' was replaced with a moodier, nastier boy that began dressing and acting like his new idol in life, Eminem. (A/N: I have no idea why I find this idea so hilarious) Nobody understood the change in him. Maybe it was because his parents had divorced in seventh grade. Or perhaps it was because he had begun hanging out with guys like Mundy and Lazy Kid aka Sleepy. Or was it because he was dating Kurst the Worst? We might never know what caused such a dramatic change in Mikey, but all I know was that I missed the old dependable guy that always seemed to make things better.
"Hey Spinelli, TJ. How are you two holding up?" a voice from behind said. I turn around and see Kellie Crystals, the seventh member of our group in high school. TJ and I both hug her as we all discussed what a shame it was that someone we had once been close with was now gone. None of us were able to comprehend this new fact, but we all felt that there was a way it could have been prevented. But perhaps I am getting ahead of myself. Let me take you back to the beginning, back to when we had entered high school and our lives all began to go through a series of dramatic and sometimes even scary changes.
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A/N: Wow, what a dramatic beginning! Does anyone have any guesses on who died? Or why they died? Any guesses are welcome! The rest of the story is going to be their journey through high school and then end with the present day where the dead person and their reason for dying will be revealed. I hope you enjoy this and that you will read and send me a nice review (or soul hug as I like to call it) thank you and happy reading!
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****SPINELLI'S POV***** January 2017
I sit in the room looking around and seeing a lot of my old classmates----friends, enemies and old crushes surrounded me as we waited to pay final respects to one of our own, a former classmate who's life was cut too short by a senseless act that could have so easily been prevented. Well, ok, maybe it couldn't exactly have been prevented, but it was this person's lifestyle choice that had taken their life far too young. As I wiped the tears from my eyes, my husband TJ squeezes my hand comfortingly, as he knows how difficult being here is for me. We had gotten married the year before; after many years of avoiding feelings and casual dating we had finally admitted that we loved each other and belonged together.
I continue to look around, and see several of my old buddies: there was good ole' Jessie James Sarasoda, who I swear could have been my twin in elementary school, since she had the same tough-ass attitude that I once had. She still looked the same, sporting that sort of Goth-cowgirl look that was her trademark back in the day. And then there was Vicki Ryan, who was sitting next to her, along with Lawson, who had his arm around Vicki's shoulders as she cried. They both looked about the same, except that Vicki's hair was a bit longer and blonder and Lawson was going a bit bald, but other than that, not much seemed to have changed, at least looks wise. On the other side of the room was Vince LaSalle, who was sitting with someone that I assumed was his wife or girlfriend, since she had her hand on his arm. Vince kept shaking his head in disbelief, as if it hadn't sunk in that this unfortunate event had occurred. A few rows down, I see two of my other closest girl friends, Jenn Howard and Sammi Lawrence (yes, people, I'm that nuts where I added myself, and yes, I am using the last name of my favorite actor) They both looked pretty shocked to say the least, since they had both been very good friends with the dearly departed. I keep looking and see other familiar faces, Hustler Kid, King Bob, King Freddie, Skeenz, Jonny 'KJ' Miller, two of the Ashleys and even Mikey Blumburg, who was the last person I had expected to see, especially after our falling out back in tenth grade. I close my eyes and remember all of the changes my friends and I had gone through once we entered high school. It was supposed to have been the best four years of our lives, but it was the worst for the old Recess gang, well at least friendship wise. We had all changed a lot throughout those years, and the change is what tore us apart.
Vince had begun to drift from us back in the ninth grade. He had become friends with the Pale Kids after they had all spent a summer working together at the comic book store and realized that they had more in common than they thought. He had spent less time doing sports and more time playing chess and doing stuff involving biology, and in short, becoming just like his older brother Chad. We spoke to him every so often in the halls, or if we happened to run into each other outside of school, but the friendship had cooled down quite a bit.
Gus Griswald had become more like his 'Guy' persona once we hit high school and was soon known as the ladies man of the school, or as I remember Sammi once putting it, the school player. By the end of our tenth grade year, he had dated or hooked up with almost every cheerleader or brainless 'beauty queen' on campus. It was rumored that he had gotten some girl pregnant, but nobody ever knew if there was any truth to that story. He had stopped talking to us halfway through the ninth grade because he thought he was too good to be hanging out with what he considered to be a bunch of prudes and goody-goodies.
TJ was another one who had changed quite a bit, although he was the one out of the group I had remained closest to throughout high school. TJ had become friends with the Hustler Kid when they discovered they were in the same advanced biology class in ninth grade. They were also friends with guys like Lawson, KJ, Skeenz, King Bob and King Freddie. Together, these guys were the enforcers of the school. They wouldn't purposely get into fights or anything, they were just the type of guys that would defend those in need and for the justice of the school. They all looked and dressed like the stereotypical 'tough guys,' and sometimes even got detention for their behavior, but all in all they were good guys that my friends and I were lucky enough to have as boyfriends, and some of us later in life, as husbands.
And then there was Gretchen Grundler. Now, most people would have expected her to stay the same studious girl she was back in elementary school, but they would have been shocked to see what she had become. Ninth grade. Who could forget when she and Ashley A. were working on a school project together and Ashley A. had decided to give her a makeover and make her more attractive for guys? That makeover had created a monster, one that would end up hurting others and ruining friendships. After she had been made into what people called an honorary Ashley, she had begun dating guys. Or shall I say, dating them, using them, sleeping with them and then dumping them once she got tired of them. My former best friend had become the school slut, and changed in ways nobody thought possible. It was a shame, really, since people thought she would end up becoming successful because of her intelligence. She instead ended up studying less and spent a better part of her time going out on dates and having sex with anyone that was willing.
But perhaps the person who changed the most was Mikey. Gone was the sweet, poetic boy who loved butterflies and dance. That innocent boy who girls often referred to back in middle school as the 'perfect gay best friend that is straight,' was replaced with a moodier, nastier boy that began dressing and acting like his new idol in life, Eminem. (A/N: I have no idea why I find this idea so hilarious) Nobody understood the change in him. Maybe it was because his parents had divorced in seventh grade. Or perhaps it was because he had begun hanging out with guys like Mundy and Lazy Kid aka Sleepy. Or was it because he was dating Kurst the Worst? We might never know what caused such a dramatic change in Mikey, but all I know was that I missed the old dependable guy that always seemed to make things better.
"Hey Spinelli, TJ. How are you two holding up?" a voice from behind said. I turn around and see Kellie Crystals, the seventh member of our group in high school. TJ and I both hug her as we all discussed what a shame it was that someone we had once been close with was now gone. None of us were able to comprehend this new fact, but we all felt that there was a way it could have been prevented. But perhaps I am getting ahead of myself. Let me take you back to the beginning, back to when we had entered high school and our lives all began to go through a series of dramatic and sometimes even scary changes.
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A/N: Wow, what a dramatic beginning! Does anyone have any guesses on who died? Or why they died? Any guesses are welcome! The rest of the story is going to be their journey through high school and then end with the present day where the dead person and their reason for dying will be revealed. I hope you enjoy this and that you will read and send me a nice review (or soul hug as I like to call it) thank you and happy reading!
