Chapter 1: Science Fairs and Failures
"Guess who got a job at the Bookstore downtown!" Trish said, enthusiastically, showing off her new uniform. In two days, she'll be saying, "Guess who got fired from her job at the bookstore!" I sigh. Typical Trish.
"Trish, look at my Chemistry paper," I said, glumly, showing it to her.
"Ooh, did you get….. AN F!" she said, her voice rising to disbelief when she saw my paper. Sure enough, there it was a nice, big red F in bold letters.
"Yeah, Mr. Smith wants to have a talk with me later today about it," I said, sighing sadly. I had always been a straight A student, but my job as Austin's songwriter was kind of getting the better of me. I managed to boost all my grades except Chemistry. It had always been my weakest subject. And it didn't help that I had a mean, strict teacher who was impatient, liked to shout at teenagers and hated saying things twice.
"You can take lessons?" Trish suggested. I shook my head. It would be fair to say that I hate taking help from anyone other than myself. I prefer being independent and dealing with my own disasters. A familiar blond haired boy entered with a familiar idiot buzzing behind him like a bee.
"Hey, Ally! Guess what? My album has sold five million copies!" Austin said, gleefully.
"Yeah, that's Great, Austin," I say, weakly. I walked out as I heard Austin said, "Did I say anything bad?"
"She failed her Chemistry test and she has to talk with Mr. Smith later this afternoon," Trish replied.
Later that Afternoon
"So, Ms Dawson, you've been failing my class for quite some time now, you know I must call your father," Mr. Smith said sternly, his glasses slipping off the tip of his nose.
"No, please don't do that! I'll try to boost my grades up! I really will!" I said. Desperation colored my voice.
"Well, Ms. Dawson, from your grades, I see no improvement at all in any of your tests," he continued in his stiff, formal manner.
"Is there any other way I could get an A?" I have to say, this is the first time I've ever done extra credit work, but come on, there's a first for everything.
"Well," he said, "you can join the Science Fair with Brady Borris. I hear he still needs a partner," Oh, I know Brady. He was a real geek and he was the only competition I ever really had. He was an albino with big, geeky glasses. He had won the Science Fair ten years a row. In less desperate circumstances, I would have said no. But well, I'm in a situation here, so I gulped and said, "Yes, sir. I'll talk to Brady,"
"No need, Ms. Dawson. I have already told Brady and he has agreed. After all, I knew you would have taken the offer up the moment I suggested it," he said, a smirk on his serious features. I wish I could slap it off. I shuddered to think of what he was going to do to me after that. I got up.
"Thank you, sir," I said getting up. He nodded his head.
Later at Sonic Boom
I paced nervously back and forth. Where was Trish? I called her hours ago. I also called Brady hours ago and we talked about his project and all that other geeky stuff he said. Trish came in.
"Trish, I'm FTFO!" I said.
"What happened? How did it go?" Trish said, nervously.
"My Chem. teacher told I have to enter the Science Fair with Brady Borris!" I said, freaking out. Trish began to try to calm me down. I couldn't. How was I supposed to enter with Brady? I can't even understand half of what he is saying. And the fact that he looks like a bug doesn't help. I sigh. Come on Ally, calm down, I told myself, it's just two weeks. I know that the next few days are not going to be a pleasure cruise. I sighed and prepared to endure.
End of Chapter 1
Hey, I'd like to send a shout out to my best friend, Lily 5603, for helping me. Read her story The Truth about Forever. It's amazing and review it and this story.