The doors opened and I hear the music, somewhere in the background. Suddenly, my knees are shaking, my heart is pounding, and it feels like I'm going to pass out. Everybody in front of me proceeds forward, and then it's my turn.
I walk up, looking at the familiar faces in the crowd. Kate Saunders, my high school rival, is grinning from ear to ear. I never would have expected to see her here when I was fifteen. It seemed like we'd hate each other forever.
Oh. My. Gosh. I remember those three little words running through my head about a thounsand times in one instant. I thought that it had been bad enough having to get stuck on the spring dance committe with Kate, but my day just got a lot worse. Kate just broke the statue of our school's first principal! Cornelious Rendalton's head lay on the floor, in what seemed like a hundred pieces.
"Kate! Oh my gosh! What are we gonna do? Do you realize how mad Mr. Tweedy is going to be at us?"
"Whatever! It's a bird toilet and it's interfering with my romance vibe!" Kate had this 'wonderful' idea about the theme for the spring dance being "Paris in the Spring." Too bad for Princess Kate, who had to have everything her say, but there wasn't enough money in the dance committee for a theme as outlandish as that. She clanked off, her high heels clicking, leaving me with the shattered bust of Mr. Rendalton.
"Woah, Lizzie, what happened?" Gordo and Miranda had come up behind me, both staring wide-eyed at the broken statue. "What are you gonna do?"
"Wait, Lizzie. I've got an idea!"
A few minutes later, we looked back at Miranda's idea. She suggested we put the statue back together with chewing gum. Boy, did that flop. We were doomed. The next day at school, Principal Tweedy came over the intercom, announcing that the vandal responsible for the broken bust had better come clean, or the Spring Fling would be cancelled. I was stuck between ratting on Kate, or having the dance ruined. I didn't wait either, especially not the dance being cancelled, because Miranda had a date! In the end, I told Mr. Tweedy that I did it--and he banned me from the dance. I was crushed.
So there I was, alone on a Friday night with my dorky brother. I still couldn't believe that I had took up for Kate, who was my worst enemy. All of that to save the dance...oh well, it was worth it. If not for me, than for Miranda.
I was sitting on our couch, feeling sorry for myself and wiping tears from my eyes. I hear the doorbell ring, but don't bother getting up to answer. "Lizzie? I think it's for you!" My mom calls from the front hallway.
I sigh, get up, and walk to the door. I come face to face with Gordo, followed by Miranda, Ethan, Larry, and practically everybody from school. I was shocked--why was the Spring Fling coming to my house? I looked at Gordo, who was smiling the biggest smile I'd ever seen. "Weren't you going to the dance?"
"Well, my best friend wasn't going to be there, so why should I go? Besides, I brought mini-donuts!"
It's safe to say that that night the Spring Fling went the way that I planned it to--leaving Kate in the dust. It didn't soften her up any--why should it?--and she never thanked me for taking the blame. That's Kate for you, though. However, after our junior high graduation, Kate showed a change of heart by covering for me while we were in Rome on a class trip. Since then we've been good friends. Not as good as Miranda and myself, but Kate's been there for me on many different occasions. But even before our trip to Rome, Kate showed a positive, caring side. We were paried up working on a project, and it was just like we had been best friends our whole lives. And when her cheerleader friends abandoned her, I befriended her and gave her back her rightful place as cheerleading captian, even though it meant I was back to eating on the grass.
Kate flew out from New York City for three hours, just so she could be here and share this day with me. It goes to show you that sometimes your worst enemies can turn out to be your best friends.
I walk up, looking at the familiar faces in the crowd. Kate Saunders, my high school rival, is grinning from ear to ear. I never would have expected to see her here when I was fifteen. It seemed like we'd hate each other forever.
Oh. My. Gosh. I remember those three little words running through my head about a thounsand times in one instant. I thought that it had been bad enough having to get stuck on the spring dance committe with Kate, but my day just got a lot worse. Kate just broke the statue of our school's first principal! Cornelious Rendalton's head lay on the floor, in what seemed like a hundred pieces.
"Kate! Oh my gosh! What are we gonna do? Do you realize how mad Mr. Tweedy is going to be at us?"
"Whatever! It's a bird toilet and it's interfering with my romance vibe!" Kate had this 'wonderful' idea about the theme for the spring dance being "Paris in the Spring." Too bad for Princess Kate, who had to have everything her say, but there wasn't enough money in the dance committee for a theme as outlandish as that. She clanked off, her high heels clicking, leaving me with the shattered bust of Mr. Rendalton.
"Woah, Lizzie, what happened?" Gordo and Miranda had come up behind me, both staring wide-eyed at the broken statue. "What are you gonna do?"
"Wait, Lizzie. I've got an idea!"
A few minutes later, we looked back at Miranda's idea. She suggested we put the statue back together with chewing gum. Boy, did that flop. We were doomed. The next day at school, Principal Tweedy came over the intercom, announcing that the vandal responsible for the broken bust had better come clean, or the Spring Fling would be cancelled. I was stuck between ratting on Kate, or having the dance ruined. I didn't wait either, especially not the dance being cancelled, because Miranda had a date! In the end, I told Mr. Tweedy that I did it--and he banned me from the dance. I was crushed.
So there I was, alone on a Friday night with my dorky brother. I still couldn't believe that I had took up for Kate, who was my worst enemy. All of that to save the dance...oh well, it was worth it. If not for me, than for Miranda.
I was sitting on our couch, feeling sorry for myself and wiping tears from my eyes. I hear the doorbell ring, but don't bother getting up to answer. "Lizzie? I think it's for you!" My mom calls from the front hallway.
I sigh, get up, and walk to the door. I come face to face with Gordo, followed by Miranda, Ethan, Larry, and practically everybody from school. I was shocked--why was the Spring Fling coming to my house? I looked at Gordo, who was smiling the biggest smile I'd ever seen. "Weren't you going to the dance?"
"Well, my best friend wasn't going to be there, so why should I go? Besides, I brought mini-donuts!"
It's safe to say that that night the Spring Fling went the way that I planned it to--leaving Kate in the dust. It didn't soften her up any--why should it?--and she never thanked me for taking the blame. That's Kate for you, though. However, after our junior high graduation, Kate showed a change of heart by covering for me while we were in Rome on a class trip. Since then we've been good friends. Not as good as Miranda and myself, but Kate's been there for me on many different occasions. But even before our trip to Rome, Kate showed a positive, caring side. We were paried up working on a project, and it was just like we had been best friends our whole lives. And when her cheerleader friends abandoned her, I befriended her and gave her back her rightful place as cheerleading captian, even though it meant I was back to eating on the grass.
Kate flew out from New York City for three hours, just so she could be here and share this day with me. It goes to show you that sometimes your worst enemies can turn out to be your best friends.