Val took a look around the quiet library room. Hank was avidly reading his
EMT handbook. In the back of the library sat a girl with dark brown hair
with flaming red tips. It was Caitie. Childhood memories flooded Val's
mind. Caitie and Val use to be best friends, until junior high started. A
large rift slowly came between them during their freshman year, and has
continued to do so. Val showed more interest in popularity, while Caitie
seemed to enjoy doing her own thing . . . whatever that was. It was hard
to befriend someone from such a different social circle. Val thought about
the good times, just laughing until their stomachs ached while watching old
episodes of "Friends." It was hard to believe that was three years ago.
Three years since the inseparable duo was separated.
Sometimes she wished it were that simple again, just grabbing a pint of mint chocolate chip and sitting in front of the television with a good friend. Her new friends would surely object to their friendship . . . they would object to Caitie. It was just too hard.
As Val quickly shook her head, as if that very motion would rid her of her memories, turned her attention to the next person. She saw Jamie rest his head on the library desk. He was taking a nap after only being in detention for a couple of hours. Jamie was an annoying "rebel" type. She had seen him around school a couple of times. He had a motorcycle, if she recalled correctly. She wouldn't be caught dead on a motorcycle, mainly for the fear of the wind ruining her golden blonde hair.
Tyler's gaze caught her attention. She turned around and smiled at him. He returned the gesture by exposing his perfectly straight pearly whites. Tyler was on the JV football team. When they hold varsity tryouts, it's certain he would have a spot on the team. He was probably the most popular male in the ninth grade, and she would like to think she was the most popular female. With the Fall Ball approaching, people were expecting Tyler and Val to be crowned King and Queen of the Ball. A smile played on her lips.
The library door slammed open. Vice principal Carlson entered the library.
"Wake up!" he ordered. Jamie quickly picked his head up from the brown table. Caitie removed her headphones and Hank put down his EMT handbook.
"Does anyone have to use the bathroom?" he asked.
Every hand in the room shot up high into the air.
*
The five students were walking down the wide hallway. Rows of lockers were aligned to their left and right. They continued down the path until they reached the bathroom. The group divided itself into two, entering their designated bathrooms.
*
Caitie turned on the faucet. She cupped her hands to allow the cool liquid to collect. She splashed her face a few times and turned the knob. She reached for a paper towel when much to her surprise, Val handed her a sheet.
"Here you go," Val stated.
Caitie looked at Val. There she was, leaning against the edge of the sink. "I can get it myself," she replied coldly.
Caitie reached for the towel dispenser and pulled the lever a few times. A white paper towel rolled out from the bottom of the dispenser. She ripped the paper and blotted her face.
Tension quickly developed in the bathroom. Val can understand the hostility that coated Caitie's actions. "I deserved that."
"You're right." Caitie pushed the bathroom door open and left Val inside.
*
Jamie took another drag of his cigarette out the bathroom window.
"You know, that's not permitted," warned Tyler in an annoyed tone.
"I'm well aware."
"That's really bad for your health," Hank said engaging in the conversation.
Jamie jumped down from the ledge next to the window. He flushed his cigarette butt and pushed the doors open. He wasn't in the mood for a lecture.
As Jamie exited the bathroom, he saw Caitie walk down the hallway.
"Hey."
Caitie turned around and slowed down her pace. She blinked rapidly to cover her tears that were quickly forming in her eyes.
"What's wrong?" he asked concerned.
His sympathetic tone shocked Caitie. She would never of guessed a bad boy misfit could actually exhibit a sensitive side.
"I'm okay," she quickly replied.
"You know, that's the first thing you said today." Jamie grinned.
A smirk displayed itself on Caitie's lips. "I guess so."
"I was about to die of boredom in there! You were reading so I didn't want to disturb you . . ." Jamie admitted sheepishly. "You know, I have to get you back for something," he added teasingly in a light tone.
Caitie wiped her eyes, drying the remaining tears that were shed. "Oh yeah? And what is that?"
"You left me alone in a room filled with overachievers. How dare you?"
Caitie giggled as Jamie continued to mock the cheerleader, the football player and the nerd.
A/N: Thanks once again MM!
Hmmm. . . What do you think of the story so far? I'm just writing as the ideas come . . . but I have no idea where I should go next. Is everyone still curious why they are all in detention? I will address that in future chapters! Please keep reading, and reviewing! Thanks to those who have been! I really enjoy reading reviews and knowing that people read my stories . . . no matter how pathetic they are!
Sometimes she wished it were that simple again, just grabbing a pint of mint chocolate chip and sitting in front of the television with a good friend. Her new friends would surely object to their friendship . . . they would object to Caitie. It was just too hard.
As Val quickly shook her head, as if that very motion would rid her of her memories, turned her attention to the next person. She saw Jamie rest his head on the library desk. He was taking a nap after only being in detention for a couple of hours. Jamie was an annoying "rebel" type. She had seen him around school a couple of times. He had a motorcycle, if she recalled correctly. She wouldn't be caught dead on a motorcycle, mainly for the fear of the wind ruining her golden blonde hair.
Tyler's gaze caught her attention. She turned around and smiled at him. He returned the gesture by exposing his perfectly straight pearly whites. Tyler was on the JV football team. When they hold varsity tryouts, it's certain he would have a spot on the team. He was probably the most popular male in the ninth grade, and she would like to think she was the most popular female. With the Fall Ball approaching, people were expecting Tyler and Val to be crowned King and Queen of the Ball. A smile played on her lips.
The library door slammed open. Vice principal Carlson entered the library.
"Wake up!" he ordered. Jamie quickly picked his head up from the brown table. Caitie removed her headphones and Hank put down his EMT handbook.
"Does anyone have to use the bathroom?" he asked.
Every hand in the room shot up high into the air.
*
The five students were walking down the wide hallway. Rows of lockers were aligned to their left and right. They continued down the path until they reached the bathroom. The group divided itself into two, entering their designated bathrooms.
*
Caitie turned on the faucet. She cupped her hands to allow the cool liquid to collect. She splashed her face a few times and turned the knob. She reached for a paper towel when much to her surprise, Val handed her a sheet.
"Here you go," Val stated.
Caitie looked at Val. There she was, leaning against the edge of the sink. "I can get it myself," she replied coldly.
Caitie reached for the towel dispenser and pulled the lever a few times. A white paper towel rolled out from the bottom of the dispenser. She ripped the paper and blotted her face.
Tension quickly developed in the bathroom. Val can understand the hostility that coated Caitie's actions. "I deserved that."
"You're right." Caitie pushed the bathroom door open and left Val inside.
*
Jamie took another drag of his cigarette out the bathroom window.
"You know, that's not permitted," warned Tyler in an annoyed tone.
"I'm well aware."
"That's really bad for your health," Hank said engaging in the conversation.
Jamie jumped down from the ledge next to the window. He flushed his cigarette butt and pushed the doors open. He wasn't in the mood for a lecture.
As Jamie exited the bathroom, he saw Caitie walk down the hallway.
"Hey."
Caitie turned around and slowed down her pace. She blinked rapidly to cover her tears that were quickly forming in her eyes.
"What's wrong?" he asked concerned.
His sympathetic tone shocked Caitie. She would never of guessed a bad boy misfit could actually exhibit a sensitive side.
"I'm okay," she quickly replied.
"You know, that's the first thing you said today." Jamie grinned.
A smirk displayed itself on Caitie's lips. "I guess so."
"I was about to die of boredom in there! You were reading so I didn't want to disturb you . . ." Jamie admitted sheepishly. "You know, I have to get you back for something," he added teasingly in a light tone.
Caitie wiped her eyes, drying the remaining tears that were shed. "Oh yeah? And what is that?"
"You left me alone in a room filled with overachievers. How dare you?"
Caitie giggled as Jamie continued to mock the cheerleader, the football player and the nerd.
A/N: Thanks once again MM!
Hmmm. . . What do you think of the story so far? I'm just writing as the ideas come . . . but I have no idea where I should go next. Is everyone still curious why they are all in detention? I will address that in future chapters! Please keep reading, and reviewing! Thanks to those who have been! I really enjoy reading reviews and knowing that people read my stories . . . no matter how pathetic they are!