NOTE TO READERS: Ok here's the second chapter, if you read the first
chapter a while back, you will have to reread it, because I changed it a
lot. I'm probably going to update soon for this one, I already have a good
idea of what to have the next chapter be about. I'm trying to think of
ideas for "You've Got Me, Baby," but it seems like a loss cause, if you
have any suggestions, leave me a note on it, thanks.
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"Class, I have a surprise you for..." Mr. Diggs seemed more excited than the students, which was a usual occurrence, ever since he became our permanent English teacher, when Mrs. Staggen decided to become a stay at home mother. He wasn't just a substitute anymore and was ecstatic about it. Now he got to prepare the lesson and whenever he said he had a surprise, it always meant a new project. "Ok I have a new project for you.."
"I already have enough homework!" Miranda complained.
"Ok, now for this project you will have to be in a group of two. I will assigned the groups." Mr. Diggs continued, but was rudely interrupted my "miss perfect" Kate.
"Ok, well, Mr. Diggs, those rules are so totally not for me. I'm so not working with one these 'little people.' Its just like not going to happen."
"Miss Sanders, I'm sorry you feel that way, but its MY assignment, and MY rules, so you'll have to follow them." Kate immediately took her seat, but shot to him an evil glare. Mr. Diggs didn't seemed too phased by this. "Ok for the project, your goal will be to express what Jr. High is really about, to you. Since there will be two of you, I expect there to be TWO opinions on the matter. You will present your final projects to the class. There are no set requirements for this project, I want you to be as creative as you choose. Except you must have presentation that is at least 5 minutes long, and there must be some sort of visual aid, along with a talk about it. Are there any questions?"
No hands were raised. I noticed Mr. Diggs was staring straight at me, I guess I have been known to ask a lot of questions. He seemed surprised my hand stood down and continued on.
"All right, the partners with be Larry Tudgeman with Miranda Sandchez."
Miranda sunk down deeper and deeper into her seat. Larry was beaming with delight. He was not someone Miranda, or anyone wanted to be paired with. It really didn't matter to me, he was just another kid in school, weird at most times, but that just meant he didn't want to follow the crowd.
"All right Elizabeth McGuire with Kate Sanders."
"No, not Kate." Lizzie sighed. I could see she was upset. Kate used to be Miranda and Lizzie's best friend, until she felt she had become too "superior" to spend times with the likes of them.
"Ok Ethan Craft, you will be with Claire..." Mr. Diggs couldn't finish her full name because she had already squeaked with delight. Then gave everyone else a look meaning "I'm working with him, not you. So there."
"Ok David Gordon, I want you paired with..." It seemed he had thought about this decision for a while before deciding on a final idea. "...with Danielle Martucci." ~~~~~~~~ "I cant believe he paired me with...her! Its not fair." Lizzie complained as we sat down at our usual lunch table.
"At least its not Larry." Miranda joined in on the whining.
I would have joined in too, but I wasn't sure if I had any complaining to do. My eyes fluttered around the cafeteria full of wild teenagers laughing about, until they stopped on those crystal blue eyes I knew so long ago.
Danielle was sitting in the corner of the cafeteria, alone, like she always did. Her headphones were on and her nose in a book. Even though there was a past between us, I still hadn't said a word to her since she moved back. I planned on doing it, but somehow found an excuse each time. She probably didn't even remember who I was, it was a long time ago. Now I had a reason to go over to Danielle, but what was stopping me. I had to do it, just to see if she remembered.
"I'll be back in a minute, I'm going to talk to Dannie, I mean Danielle, about the project." Lizzie and Miranda seemed awed.
"You're actually going to talk to her?" Lizzie questioned.
"She'll just ignore you, like she does everyone else." Miranda added. I ignored them, although I knew they were right, I went over to her anyway.
"Ummm...hi I'm...we're in the same class...." Ok, come Gordo, breath, you can do this, and just breath, kept running through my mind. Why was I so nervous? "Ok, we have to do the English project together and I was wondering when you wanted to get together to work on it."
Danielle didn't look up, but I noticed her turning the volume up on her diskman. Reaching over, I pulled down her headphones, so I would be sure she'd hear me. Her eye roll insinuated that she didn't want to be bothered. She quickly scribbled something on a piece of paper and forced it into my view. It simple said "LEAVE ME ALONE!"
How could she do this, after what we've been through? I've been known to have a short temper. "Look, you may not want to work with me on this project, but unfortunately, you don't have a choice. After this project is done and over with, we can go our separate ways, and your path will prove that you are nothing but an insignificant speck, that will spend your future years asking do you want fries with that and contemplating what went wrong?!" The last part seemed to hit Danielle harder than the rest. I felt her eyes on the back of my neck while walking back to Lizzie and Miranda.
"So? What happened?" Lizzie asked, breaking the silence as I sat down. I just shook my head and they understood.
Just then a folded piece of paper flew onto my lunch tray. Looking up, I saw Danielle walking past me. Unfolding the paper, I read the note aloud.
"Hey, Ok, maybe I was a little rude, sorry. Meet me by my locker after school. There is much to discuss. ~Danielle, I mean Dannie~ P.S. Come alone, please."
"Wait, did you say Dannie?" Lizzie spoke in shock. "The same Dannie, from elementary school?"
"I had no idea it was her." Miranda added in. "I'm SO sorry you have to work with her, I mean the way she treated us, she was such a...."
"Bitch!!" Miranda and I looked at Lizzie, surprised. She never cursed, unless she was mad beyond belief. "What? Why are you looking at me like that? You both know its true, she's nothing but a self-centered, BITCH!! Don't you remember that day."
Oh, yes. The infamous day back then, when life as I had known it, ended.
ANOTHER NOTE: so did you like it? tell me what you think. Thanks.
"Class, I have a surprise you for..." Mr. Diggs seemed more excited than the students, which was a usual occurrence, ever since he became our permanent English teacher, when Mrs. Staggen decided to become a stay at home mother. He wasn't just a substitute anymore and was ecstatic about it. Now he got to prepare the lesson and whenever he said he had a surprise, it always meant a new project. "Ok I have a new project for you.."
"I already have enough homework!" Miranda complained.
"Ok, now for this project you will have to be in a group of two. I will assigned the groups." Mr. Diggs continued, but was rudely interrupted my "miss perfect" Kate.
"Ok, well, Mr. Diggs, those rules are so totally not for me. I'm so not working with one these 'little people.' Its just like not going to happen."
"Miss Sanders, I'm sorry you feel that way, but its MY assignment, and MY rules, so you'll have to follow them." Kate immediately took her seat, but shot to him an evil glare. Mr. Diggs didn't seemed too phased by this. "Ok for the project, your goal will be to express what Jr. High is really about, to you. Since there will be two of you, I expect there to be TWO opinions on the matter. You will present your final projects to the class. There are no set requirements for this project, I want you to be as creative as you choose. Except you must have presentation that is at least 5 minutes long, and there must be some sort of visual aid, along with a talk about it. Are there any questions?"
No hands were raised. I noticed Mr. Diggs was staring straight at me, I guess I have been known to ask a lot of questions. He seemed surprised my hand stood down and continued on.
"All right, the partners with be Larry Tudgeman with Miranda Sandchez."
Miranda sunk down deeper and deeper into her seat. Larry was beaming with delight. He was not someone Miranda, or anyone wanted to be paired with. It really didn't matter to me, he was just another kid in school, weird at most times, but that just meant he didn't want to follow the crowd.
"All right Elizabeth McGuire with Kate Sanders."
"No, not Kate." Lizzie sighed. I could see she was upset. Kate used to be Miranda and Lizzie's best friend, until she felt she had become too "superior" to spend times with the likes of them.
"Ok Ethan Craft, you will be with Claire..." Mr. Diggs couldn't finish her full name because she had already squeaked with delight. Then gave everyone else a look meaning "I'm working with him, not you. So there."
"Ok David Gordon, I want you paired with..." It seemed he had thought about this decision for a while before deciding on a final idea. "...with Danielle Martucci." ~~~~~~~~ "I cant believe he paired me with...her! Its not fair." Lizzie complained as we sat down at our usual lunch table.
"At least its not Larry." Miranda joined in on the whining.
I would have joined in too, but I wasn't sure if I had any complaining to do. My eyes fluttered around the cafeteria full of wild teenagers laughing about, until they stopped on those crystal blue eyes I knew so long ago.
Danielle was sitting in the corner of the cafeteria, alone, like she always did. Her headphones were on and her nose in a book. Even though there was a past between us, I still hadn't said a word to her since she moved back. I planned on doing it, but somehow found an excuse each time. She probably didn't even remember who I was, it was a long time ago. Now I had a reason to go over to Danielle, but what was stopping me. I had to do it, just to see if she remembered.
"I'll be back in a minute, I'm going to talk to Dannie, I mean Danielle, about the project." Lizzie and Miranda seemed awed.
"You're actually going to talk to her?" Lizzie questioned.
"She'll just ignore you, like she does everyone else." Miranda added. I ignored them, although I knew they were right, I went over to her anyway.
"Ummm...hi I'm...we're in the same class...." Ok, come Gordo, breath, you can do this, and just breath, kept running through my mind. Why was I so nervous? "Ok, we have to do the English project together and I was wondering when you wanted to get together to work on it."
Danielle didn't look up, but I noticed her turning the volume up on her diskman. Reaching over, I pulled down her headphones, so I would be sure she'd hear me. Her eye roll insinuated that she didn't want to be bothered. She quickly scribbled something on a piece of paper and forced it into my view. It simple said "LEAVE ME ALONE!"
How could she do this, after what we've been through? I've been known to have a short temper. "Look, you may not want to work with me on this project, but unfortunately, you don't have a choice. After this project is done and over with, we can go our separate ways, and your path will prove that you are nothing but an insignificant speck, that will spend your future years asking do you want fries with that and contemplating what went wrong?!" The last part seemed to hit Danielle harder than the rest. I felt her eyes on the back of my neck while walking back to Lizzie and Miranda.
"So? What happened?" Lizzie asked, breaking the silence as I sat down. I just shook my head and they understood.
Just then a folded piece of paper flew onto my lunch tray. Looking up, I saw Danielle walking past me. Unfolding the paper, I read the note aloud.
"Hey, Ok, maybe I was a little rude, sorry. Meet me by my locker after school. There is much to discuss. ~Danielle, I mean Dannie~ P.S. Come alone, please."
"Wait, did you say Dannie?" Lizzie spoke in shock. "The same Dannie, from elementary school?"
"I had no idea it was her." Miranda added in. "I'm SO sorry you have to work with her, I mean the way she treated us, she was such a...."
"Bitch!!" Miranda and I looked at Lizzie, surprised. She never cursed, unless she was mad beyond belief. "What? Why are you looking at me like that? You both know its true, she's nothing but a self-centered, BITCH!! Don't you remember that day."
Oh, yes. The infamous day back then, when life as I had known it, ended.
ANOTHER NOTE: so did you like it? tell me what you think. Thanks.