I woke up the next morning feeling jittery. I was all shaky and unstable. I couldn't even hold my glass of milk. I dropped the glass twice! Grams was looking at the spot I spilled the milk. "Samantha for goodness sake that's the second cup you've dropped!" Then she looked at me and a thoughtful expression caressed her face. "Honey, are you feeling all right. You're looking a little pale. Maybe you should stay home today."
"No!" I practically shouted. "I mean I don't think I should. I'm feeling all right. I'm just a little nervous." Mistake. I said I was feeling nervous what if she asked about what?
She didn't, "Oh do you have a test or something this morning? I remember when I was your age I used to get so upset whenever I wasn't ready. Are you not ready? What am I asking of course your ready? You were doing your work last night."
She kept rambling on about when she was younger. I couldn't help thinking she and Marissa had a lot in common. I wasn't listening though. I felt guilty but I couldn't help it. I kept thinking about that movie. What was it about? There was a guy and a girl. I think they were really shy to talk to each other or something. They wanted to date each other but ended up dating each other's friends. Or was it enemies? I couldn't quite remember. It was a happily ever after kind of story and was actually supposed to be hilarious. But there was kissing. A lot of kissing. Oh gosh this is going to be so awkward! What would a kiss feel like anyway? Slimy I guess. What would a kiss with Casey feel like? Oh God! I did not just think that! I snapped out of it. I mentally slapped myself and remembered I should have been listening to Grams.
"So anyway I ended up getting an R because I studied the wrong chapter!" She laughed. I faked laughed with her so she would think I was listening. I checked the time. Oh no I was late! Mr. Guzzo wasn't going to like that.
"Sorry, Grams I got to run I'm going to be late." I said. She looked at the oven clock. "Oh dear Sammy you really should get going." So I bolted out of there I forgot my skateboard so I ended up sprinting the whole way. I stopped at the high school though. I just kind of stared at it. Where was Casey in there? It didn't matter if I didn't leave then and there I was going to be really late.
By the time I got to school the bell rang and kids were rushing inside. I ran to homeroom and slid into my seat at the bell. Mr. Guzzo looked at the clock then at me and smiled,
"Ms. Keyes, perhaps you could try coming early for a change?" I nodded half-heartedly. Mr. Guzzo was talking about signing up for the cheerleading team. Ya right. Not that I didn't like cheerleaders or anything like that because I had a lot of friends who were cheerleaders. It's just that it isn't for me. I looked over at Dot. Wasn't she talking about signing up? She tried gymnastics over the summer and really liked it. I remember a conversation we had earlier.
"Guys I'm going to try for the cheerleading team." She said as we watched some girls do some cheerleading stuff. Marissa spit her drink out. "But Dot! Then you won't be able to go for softball." She shrieked.
Dot sighed, "I know Marissa. It just looks like a lot of fun." I looked over at her. It seemed like something she really wanted to do.
"I think you should go for it Dot." I said. Mistake.
Marissa glared at me. "Well I don't!" Marissa shouted.
Dot glanced at me hopefully. "You really think so Sammy?" She asked as if my approval was all she needed to get her started. I looked over at Marissa. She was giving me the death glare. I rolled my eyes at her and told Dot, "Of course you were really good in gymnastics. I think you should go for it." Dot smiled.
Ya, she did want to try out for the team. Marissa was looking over at Dot too. Actually looking was a feather-light term to describe it. She was glaring at Dot. Dot didn't' seem to notice her though. She was daydreaming or something.
At lunch Holly came over with fries, she bought at the lunch line. "Hey Sammy, Marissa says you have a date with…" Before she finished her sentence she looked around. No doubt looking for Heather. "…Casey." She finished. It wasn't a date why did everyone keep saying that.
"Holly it isn't a date."
She laughed, "Sure it isn't." I just rolled my eyes. What could I do anyway? I turned away looking for Marissa but saw Heather instead. She was talking to her floozies.
"I need help studying for Math! One of you need to help me tonight!" She ordered.
"But Heather! It's Friday couldn't we help you Sunday or something?" One of them asked.
"No I'm busy all weekend I need to study for Monday's test today!" She said. I remembered. She was in my math class; we had this huge unit test on Monday. It was on algebra.
"Isn't your brother good at that stuff? Why don't you ask him?" Jennifer, a new addition to the group asked. Heather sighed a sigh that implied the answer was the most obvious answer in the world. "I already asked him he said he was busy with something important today." I wasn't listening after that line. He said that something important was today. I was important. I couldn't help it, I was flattered. I could feel my cheeks burning though. So I got up and left to the washroom. Maybe I'd have a good time. I was thinking of cancelling, but not now. I would stick to it, see what happens because you never know right?