Rebecca Johnson, that's my name. I never expected something like this to happen to me, something so cool, but at the same time, terrible. Let's start at the beginning before I confuse you.
I was in a class meeting listening to the class president talking about the Senior class trip fundraisers, despite the fact that it's a year away, and half the class never participated. It was a small class of about sixty (a small school of 350 kids in all) so about thirty Juniors never did anything because they thought they were "too cool" to do anything. Others figured their parents would pay for their trip, but the thing is, this was a small town and no one could really afford to pay for a huge trip to Manhattan like the class officers were planing. Going back to my old stomping grounds made me want to participate in every fundraiser.
Anyway, the class president, his royal assness, Sterling, was barking orders for everyone to follow, everyone ignored him and turned to the vice-president silently pleading for her to make it stop. But, Sterling saw this and demanded respect. If that guy wasn't such an kiss-ass to the Advisers I would of kicked him where the sun don't shine. Unfortunately, I can't afford another detention, so I kept my mouth shut and my foot firmly on the floor.
Hilary, the vice-president talked the guy down, she was the only one that could because he's had a gigantic crush on her since the first grade. She was a sweet girl, kind, friendly, and I'll admit very pretty, all the guys in the grade liked her at one time or another, but the president put them all to shame in the competition of the longest and most intense crush. The funny thing was she had a few boyfriends over the seven years I'd known her (and everyone in that room) and not one of them was him.
While the president was trying to argue with the vice-president, everyone started talking like there was n tomorrow, and like a typical high school, there was lots of gossip. And with the Advisers out of the room there was no one to make people shut up.
"Did you hear Theo got Katy pregnant?" that came from the slut of Baker High, Beverly.
"No, but I did hear that Adrian stole fifty bucks from the school store!" replied Kim, Beverly's best "friend".
More gossip spread like spilled water on a table top. I was annoyed with them all: the kids I the corner who just wouldn't shut up, the athletes (despite the fact that I was one), the three seasons (more elite athletes, three sports in a school year), the brainiacs, all of them. I was annoyed by all of them, they wouldn't stop talking and it's hard to get some good reading done with all this noise.
But Joe, he was the worst of all, he was one of my "friends", or at least he thought he was. The tall guy was talking to me and my actual friends and all the guy could talk about was sex. He made these stupid jokes about men and women "getting it on". If the guy hadn't had such decent grades I'd swear he was an idiot.
Anyway, Joe was telling Dougie, Mary, and I about him and his current girlfriend doing...things. When all of the sudden the classroom was filled with blue light. I'd never seen anything like it, or maybe I had, there was something oddly familiar about it, not the light in particular, but the essence coming from it, the energy, I was trying to remember when the whole class, all of the Juniors where lifted into the air. Everyone was freaking out, but oddly enough I stayed calm. I felt like this blue light, this light, would bring me, home. My train of thought was interrupted when the roof of the school came off and every last one of us were trust into the air.