The first half the day went by painfully slow as the clock seemed to be frozen at sub zero degree temperatures. The first week of school was always the easiest but also the most prolonged.
Spencer Carlin was on her way to lunch after putting her books up in her locker, when she ran into another good friend of hers.
"Spence, wait up!" a brunette yelled, attempting to jog in her Manolo heels as they click-clacked down the main hallway.
Spencer turned to see who was calling her name but didn't bother to stop walking, the sight before her was too amusing.
A green-eyed beauty was making her way awkwardly towards the blonde looking like a peg legged extra from Pirates of the Caribbean, hair long and curly down her back.
"Girl, it is like hell trying to keep up with you, you are always on the go," she girl said, finally catching up to Spencer as she caught her breath and adjusted herself as if something was out of place.
"Haha, I'm a fast walker what can I say? Besides I couldn't resist watching you do the peg leg jog over here," the blue eyed teen replied.
"Now that's just wrong," Madison said with a smile. "I've been texting you all morning chica, you been ignoring me?"
"Not at all, I left my phone in my locker by accident so I've been bored to death in class," Spencer said rolling her eyes to indicate the everlasting doldrums she had experienced.
"Okay, I hate to break it to you but the phone had nothing to do with it. School is just that boring," the green-eyed beauty commented eliciting a laugh from the other girl. "You headed to lunch?"
"Yep, want to eat together?" Spencer asked, brushing her hair behind her ear as she looked over at Madison hopefully.
"Spencer Carlin, I thought you would never ask," she replied, hands over her heart as if this were a romantic movie moment.
The two girls shared another laugh as they walked into the over-sized lunchroom.
As they ate, the two girls shared gossip and stories of what had went on over the summer.
"So how did you like the journalism camp?" Madison asked as she took a bite of her chef's salad.
"It was good, I learned a lot and I got to network and meet some cool people in the field," Spencer replied as she dipped a fry into her barbecue and ketchup mixed dip and ate it.
"Did you meet anybody special?" the inquisitive teen asked, waggling her eyebrows suggestively.
"Oh please, everybody there was more interested in Pulitzer's than me," the blonde replied, sipping on her Coke beverage.
"What's a Pulitzer? Sounds like a Russian gymnastics move or something. And that's too bad because I definitely had my summer fling in style," the brunette teased.
"Its a prize named after a Hungarian, but Russian was reasonably close," Spencer replied with a chuckle. "But do tell me more," she added interested to see who was the other half of this fling.
Suddenly the bell rang to signal the end of lunch.
"Hmm, well in that case you're going to have to wait chica. There are too many ears at King for me. Meet up after school?" the green eyed girl asked, taking her last bite of salad.
"Um, we'll see. I have a new potential story I want to check out. There's a new football player according to Aiden and half of King," Spencer said standing up with her empty lunch tray in hand.
"Ooh, girl I heard that too! Everybody has been talking about it. Definitely check that out and we can meet up later so you can tell me all the juicy details," Madison replied excitedly as she stood up and walked with Spencer to the closest trash can.
"I heard he's a diplomat's son," the green-eyed girl whispered with a wink as she walked away from the blonde and click clacked her way down the hallway to class.
Spencer stood there shaking her head, wondering how it was possible for someone was gossipy, preppy, and beauty queenish as Madison to be one of her best friends.
If Madison and Aiden, two of the most popular students at King High were in on the new football player, she couldn't possibly be the one to miss out on the story.
It might not be Pulitzer worthy but hey, even Joseph Pulitzer had to start somewhere right?
She had officially decided, today would be the day she investigated this new football player.
"Gotta love that girl," the teen mumbled under her breath as she turned in the opposite direction and headed to class.
