A/N: Hello everyone, sry I haven't updated in a while, but things have been
hectic since it's been the end of school. All my seniors graduating,
sniff ok well time to continue with my story. Everyone who reads my story
should go read Another Band Story by Sesame Chicken. It's another view on
the same band so go read it to get the full effect. Ok time for the story....
When I walked through the door to our dorms, it was not the quiet disorderly place I had seen all week. No, this place I was now in was full of chaos and girls chattering loudly. As I was about to walk up the stairs, I was stopped by one of my fellow freshmen, Katrina. She was the only one of our class to make majorette. "Hey, meeting in the lobby at 10," she said in a rushed voice.
"Why?" I asked.
"We're going to get the guys." A huge smile forming as the words fell out of her mouth. I too found a smirk curling up my lips. She said bye the hurried off to spread the news. Walking up to my room more slowly then I had all week, I couldn't stop myself from thinking about what we could do. As usual I imagined myself the hero, bursting into the guys dorms and totally annihilating my new senior friends. That would be the perfect way to introduce myself, show them what I can really do. Already I began to concoct the perfect plan.
Since it was only 8:30, we had a while to stew before it was time to go downstairs and plot together. I played with the idea of taking a shower before deciding against it. Whatever plan we did choose would probably get me nice and messy so it would be a waste of water. Instead I put on the most comfortable and camouflaged clothing I had. Unfortunately I hadn't planned for any late night missions while I was there so all I had was a pair of blue jeans and a black t-shirt. I then went across the hall to talk and before I knew it, it was 9:45. I wanted to get there early just to make sure they wouldn't start.
Since everyone was already in the lobby, they decided to go ahead and start. "Alright," Mrs. Merrill, one of the most hated chaperones at camp said, "Now since tonight is the last night of band camp we're going to let you all have a little bit of fun." This shocked all of us. We were sure Mrs. Merrill hated us and to let us do something that would provide us with such joy...it was unthinkable.
"Now before we get started," she continued, "we want to make sure you all really want to do this. So anyone who feels they don't really want to participate just go ahead and leave. No one will be mad or upset at you, we just want to make sure you really want to do this." Slowly, about 5 or 10 girls raised their hands and began to move off to bed. Among them I saw Alex. Even though I really wanted her to be involved in this, I knew that it would be better to just let her go then have her stay and do things halfway.
"Thank you ladies. Now the next thing we have to do is come up with a plan." I was taken aback for a second. Sure I had my wild fantasies, but I thought that they would have already planned something and I would just be allowed to follow along. These words gave me new hope, maybe I would really get to shine. "We have water balloons, shaving cream, Oreos and we have cars so anything you need we can get. Does anyone have any ideas though?"
Immediately the room broke out into a flow of senseless chatter. Girls turned to their friends and started trying to think of something that would work. I, who was sitting by the door taking over the watchmen duties, simply raised my hand, not saying a word. After the chaperones had gotten the room to be quiet they started discussing it with the girls, totally ignoring me. For a second I was consumed with rage, then Channing saved the day. "Uh, I think Elise has something to say," she said pointing towards me.
Every head turned and I forgot what I was going to say. "Do you have an idea?" Mrs. Merrill prompted. Thankfully, my thoughts came rushing back. "Yeah." I replied. I stood up and took a step towards the center of the room. Looking back at all the people staring at me gave me a surge of power I didn't know existed. I cleared my throat and began to speak.
"OK, so here's what I was thinking. We have someone in the guys dorms right?" I looked to the chaperones for confirmation. They nodded. Connie, a sophomore flute and one of Clara's softball friends, had a brother who was staying in the guys dorms. He was going to help us with this plan. "Well first off we break into teams. If we want to get them good we have to split up. Now we can break up into smaller divisions, but first we get two main ones. The people who are gonna work inside, and the people who are gonna work outside." I looked out to make sure they were following me. Everyone was so I continued with the directions for the outside team.
"Yall (A/N: I've lived in the south 6 years of my life. I use yall so just deal with it) who are outside, you are going to be spraying shaving cream everywhere and rolling the yard. Then you're going to get the water balloons and water guns and to ambush the guys when they come out. The inside group is going to take the markers and sneak inside. We would write messages on their bathroom mirrors. All of the groups are going to have walkie-talkies so we can tell each other when we're done since we would be on separate floors. Once we finish with that, we all have as many water balloons and water guns as we can carry. The top floor starts running first banging on doors and making as much noise as possible. Then the second, then the third. We all run outside and once we do the group there will ambush them. Someone will be waiting at the door to our dorms to let everyone in after they get them. I'll be the bait so they run after me instead and everyone gets inside safe."
As soon as the last words fell out of my mouth, all the girls started cheering and saying "That rocks! We should so use that." There it was. Instead of I being the senior or the upperclassmen everyone loved to come up with the perfect plan, it was me, the freshmen that no one knew or cared about. The feeling you got from knowing that was one better then any drug imaginable.
"Ok so then it's decided, we use that plan." Mrs. Merrill stated to us all. "If all the seniors will come with me and Mrs. Austin to the back, we'll try and get this planned." They left and went to the back of the first floor where the vending machines stood in a smaller lobby. We waited anxiously out in the main one while they decided the teams. I stood up and talked with Traci (sophomore flag), Connie's Mom, and Morgan (a junior piccolo). We talked about what could happened and what wouldn't until a few minutes later when Natalie came back and read the list of names of people who would be going inside the dorms. I wasn't surprised at all when they called my name. It was my plan so of course I should go inside, not to mention the fact that I was probably the fastest runner there so it would be a waste not to take advantage of it.
Brittany and Laura were also called to the back along with many of the juniors and a few sophomores. We all walked to the back room with varying degrees of excitement on our faces. When we got to the room, most of the people inside were staring at me as if I didn't belong. "Oh, we meant Elise Hicks," someone said, though I didn't catch whom. My vision started to cloud from anger then someone had the audacity to say "You're going to have to leave."
"Oh," was all I could form at the moment. I struggled out another syllable, "Ok." Slowly I turned and walked down the hall back to the main lobby. Somehow I maintained a straight face, but rage coursed through my veins. What the hell? was all I could think. When I reached the lobby girls crowded around me asking, "What did they say?"
"Nothing, they just meant Elise Hicks."
"WHAT?!?!" I was surprised to see so many shocked faces. This wasn't their problem, why did they care? We were told to go up and change into the darkest clothes we had. As we walked up the stairs another odd thing happened. The acceptance of my plan had been odd enough, but now I found myself even more amazed. Instead of complaining about how they weren't chosen to go inside, they were complaining about how I didn't. Many of them were girls I had never talked to before in my life, but even so they were saying, "That's not fair, you should go before anyone." I wasn't used to people caring about me at all.
As I was walking up the stairs Denise and Lisa, another junior clarinet, asked me to help them. I agreed and we went into my room to brainstorm. To help us, we got Holly a senior flag to be our associate. I mostly stood in the corner while they talked about how arrogant the seniors this year were and that they've acted like it ever since they were freshmen. They then started discussing what they could do to get them back on which I joined in the conversation. We decided we would put oil or something sticky on their door handles so they couldn't get them open. The only problem was that we didn't know where all the seniors' rooms were. I said I would wander around and see what I could find out, then I would come back to their room and tell them. While I was out wandering the floors, I met Natalie right as I was about to climb down the stairs.
"Hey," she said, "I've been looking for you." Instead of waiting for me to answer she continued. "I am so sorry about earlier. You were supposed to be back there. I thought it was you on the list, but some of the girls said it wasn't. I talked to them later and you're gonna come with me and Channing on the top floor. Ok?"
For the third or fourth time that night, I was put in total shock. The girl I had been plotting against 5 minutes ago was now offering me back everything I had hoped for, I certainly wasn't going to refuse it. Denise might say that they were arrogant, but I certainly saw none of that quality. "Ok," I said, "That's no problem."
"Cool, so what are you doing?" she asked as we started to walk down the stairs.
"Nothing really, just wandering." It was true, at least partly.
"Mind if I wander with?" I wasn't sure why should would want to walk with me but I said sure.
Once we got to the second floor we saw a group of people meeting the hall around Mrs. Merrill. It seemed as if the entire dorm was compacted around her, but in reality it was only a few as most were still on the third floor. Natalie and I sat down among the group and listened to the dreadful words.
"Girls, we have just been informed that the guys are not in their dorms, they are in fact staking out this building as we speak." This didn't get much of a reaction from the crowd; so what if they were out there, it just meant we would have to re-strategize. She continued, "As a result of this, we have decided that tonight's activities shall be canceled. Unlike her last comment, this got everyone's attention. "WHAT?!" "Why does that mean we have to stay in?" "Who's we?"
"WE, are the chaperones and I. Now whether you like it or not, these boys are stronger then you and they will hurt you even if they don't mean to." She said sternly. A minute ago I had thought maybe Mrs. Merrill was ok. Now all those thoughts disappeared as I felt my blood boil. No way the guys were stronger then me. Absolutely no way. I could easily beat them in any physical task someone cared to set.
"But they're only water balloons," someone in the crowd complained. Everyone nodded. "Besides we can get a little bruise or two if we get them like we plan. It'll be worth it." Words of agreement echoed through the halls.
"We just don't want you all getting hurt. It's a liability to us and the band. There will be no more arguments about it, so everyone go get ready for bed. You all have hour and hour." Many gave her a death stare, but she seemed unfettered so we all grumbled are way back to our rooms.
Instead of going to bed like I was told, I rallied a group of freshmen into Alyssa and Leslie's room next door. Michelle, Laura, Lindsay, Megan, Kimmy, Brittany, and a few others crowded into the room to vent our discontentment. Lindsay, one of my fellow clarinets, was almost as angry as I and we were going to make sure everyone knew it.
"I can't believe she would do that," we would say to our group of listeners until we got the feedback we wanted. "I know," everyone agreed. "The guys probably aren't even outside," Alyssa pointed out, a detail I had forgotten to check.
"You better believe they aren't," I said walking over towards the windows. I found it impossible to sit down when I was fired up. There was absolutely nothing to be seen when I looked outside. "Gah, that makes me so pissed." I said turning back to the rest.
"I'm surprised you aren't pissed about the whole group thing," Michelle said from her chair, "You were the one that came up with the whole plan and they didn't even let you come in."
"Oh, Natalie found me in the hall and said I was going to anyways." I explained.
"Well that's cool." There was a knock on our door.
"Excuse me girls," Mrs. Kennedy opened the door, "You all really need to go to bed."
"OK." We shut the door without a second glance.
"Who do they think they are?" I commented. "It's their fault. If they hadn't gotten our hopes so high we wouldn't be in this mess."
"For real." Lindsay agreed sitting down on the air conditioner. "If we had just gotten to go out we would have all been asleep by now." We stood there and ranted about the unfairness of it all for quite a while. Eventually Laura, Brittany, and Megan left to get some sleep. Soon afterwards, there was another knock on the door. It was Mrs. Kennedy again.
"You girls really have to go to bed. If you're tired tomorrow it won't be our fault."
"We're almost there." Lindsay said to her. Then went and shut the door again. "Gah," she grunted.
"I bet I could climb out the window and get down," I commented. Everyone stared at me, and even I had no idea what I was thinking. Hello, you're on the third floor, there will be problems.
"Oh god, please don't," Michelle said. ""I'm not losing a friend that way."
I looked out the window. "It wouldn't be that hard. See it's really only one story since we have the lobby."
"Elise, do NOT jump."
"Ok, don't worry, I'm just pissed."
"Good," everyone agreed.
"You know there's really nothing keeping us here. We should really just walk out the front door." Lindsay said.
"Yeah we should." I agreed. "You want to try?"
"Let's go" she said. We took Leslie and Michelle with us and made our way downstairs as quietly as possible. Since we were only two doors down from the stairs, we quickly moved while the chaperones weren't patrolling. From there we proceeded downstairs. Once we got downstairs I peeked through the door. Leslie's mom was sitting diligently at the door. We ran back upstairs to the room and reported.
After the little adventure and one more visit from Mrs. Kennedy, our numbers started to decrease and as soon as Leslie started falling asleep on the dresser, we decided it was time to go back to our rooms. Even though I wasn't tired, since I rarely sleep anyways, I decided I had better get back to my room so my friends who actually valued their sleep could get it.
I paced in my room since I couldn't think of nothing better to do. All I could think about was how incredibly mad I was. This was one of the times I was glad I didn't have a roommate, because now I could throw on my headphones, listen to music as loud as I wanted, and of course hurl abuse at the walls without getting strange looks. After a while of pacing, I saw something outside. A group of girls were filing in two lines down the stairs followed up by Mrs. Merrill. In an instant all the anger that been calmed returned full force. I could make out most of the people and it looked like all of the seniors and Channing. I waited patiently until they got back then yelled out at them. It was apparent that sitting up angry wouldn't help any, so I decided to get some sleep. Tomorrow, they would pay.
A/N: Whew, long chapter eh? Next one won't be as long, I promise I just had to keep this together. Hope you enjoy.
When I walked through the door to our dorms, it was not the quiet disorderly place I had seen all week. No, this place I was now in was full of chaos and girls chattering loudly. As I was about to walk up the stairs, I was stopped by one of my fellow freshmen, Katrina. She was the only one of our class to make majorette. "Hey, meeting in the lobby at 10," she said in a rushed voice.
"Why?" I asked.
"We're going to get the guys." A huge smile forming as the words fell out of her mouth. I too found a smirk curling up my lips. She said bye the hurried off to spread the news. Walking up to my room more slowly then I had all week, I couldn't stop myself from thinking about what we could do. As usual I imagined myself the hero, bursting into the guys dorms and totally annihilating my new senior friends. That would be the perfect way to introduce myself, show them what I can really do. Already I began to concoct the perfect plan.
Since it was only 8:30, we had a while to stew before it was time to go downstairs and plot together. I played with the idea of taking a shower before deciding against it. Whatever plan we did choose would probably get me nice and messy so it would be a waste of water. Instead I put on the most comfortable and camouflaged clothing I had. Unfortunately I hadn't planned for any late night missions while I was there so all I had was a pair of blue jeans and a black t-shirt. I then went across the hall to talk and before I knew it, it was 9:45. I wanted to get there early just to make sure they wouldn't start.
Since everyone was already in the lobby, they decided to go ahead and start. "Alright," Mrs. Merrill, one of the most hated chaperones at camp said, "Now since tonight is the last night of band camp we're going to let you all have a little bit of fun." This shocked all of us. We were sure Mrs. Merrill hated us and to let us do something that would provide us with such joy...it was unthinkable.
"Now before we get started," she continued, "we want to make sure you all really want to do this. So anyone who feels they don't really want to participate just go ahead and leave. No one will be mad or upset at you, we just want to make sure you really want to do this." Slowly, about 5 or 10 girls raised their hands and began to move off to bed. Among them I saw Alex. Even though I really wanted her to be involved in this, I knew that it would be better to just let her go then have her stay and do things halfway.
"Thank you ladies. Now the next thing we have to do is come up with a plan." I was taken aback for a second. Sure I had my wild fantasies, but I thought that they would have already planned something and I would just be allowed to follow along. These words gave me new hope, maybe I would really get to shine. "We have water balloons, shaving cream, Oreos and we have cars so anything you need we can get. Does anyone have any ideas though?"
Immediately the room broke out into a flow of senseless chatter. Girls turned to their friends and started trying to think of something that would work. I, who was sitting by the door taking over the watchmen duties, simply raised my hand, not saying a word. After the chaperones had gotten the room to be quiet they started discussing it with the girls, totally ignoring me. For a second I was consumed with rage, then Channing saved the day. "Uh, I think Elise has something to say," she said pointing towards me.
Every head turned and I forgot what I was going to say. "Do you have an idea?" Mrs. Merrill prompted. Thankfully, my thoughts came rushing back. "Yeah." I replied. I stood up and took a step towards the center of the room. Looking back at all the people staring at me gave me a surge of power I didn't know existed. I cleared my throat and began to speak.
"OK, so here's what I was thinking. We have someone in the guys dorms right?" I looked to the chaperones for confirmation. They nodded. Connie, a sophomore flute and one of Clara's softball friends, had a brother who was staying in the guys dorms. He was going to help us with this plan. "Well first off we break into teams. If we want to get them good we have to split up. Now we can break up into smaller divisions, but first we get two main ones. The people who are gonna work inside, and the people who are gonna work outside." I looked out to make sure they were following me. Everyone was so I continued with the directions for the outside team.
"Yall (A/N: I've lived in the south 6 years of my life. I use yall so just deal with it) who are outside, you are going to be spraying shaving cream everywhere and rolling the yard. Then you're going to get the water balloons and water guns and to ambush the guys when they come out. The inside group is going to take the markers and sneak inside. We would write messages on their bathroom mirrors. All of the groups are going to have walkie-talkies so we can tell each other when we're done since we would be on separate floors. Once we finish with that, we all have as many water balloons and water guns as we can carry. The top floor starts running first banging on doors and making as much noise as possible. Then the second, then the third. We all run outside and once we do the group there will ambush them. Someone will be waiting at the door to our dorms to let everyone in after they get them. I'll be the bait so they run after me instead and everyone gets inside safe."
As soon as the last words fell out of my mouth, all the girls started cheering and saying "That rocks! We should so use that." There it was. Instead of I being the senior or the upperclassmen everyone loved to come up with the perfect plan, it was me, the freshmen that no one knew or cared about. The feeling you got from knowing that was one better then any drug imaginable.
"Ok so then it's decided, we use that plan." Mrs. Merrill stated to us all. "If all the seniors will come with me and Mrs. Austin to the back, we'll try and get this planned." They left and went to the back of the first floor where the vending machines stood in a smaller lobby. We waited anxiously out in the main one while they decided the teams. I stood up and talked with Traci (sophomore flag), Connie's Mom, and Morgan (a junior piccolo). We talked about what could happened and what wouldn't until a few minutes later when Natalie came back and read the list of names of people who would be going inside the dorms. I wasn't surprised at all when they called my name. It was my plan so of course I should go inside, not to mention the fact that I was probably the fastest runner there so it would be a waste not to take advantage of it.
Brittany and Laura were also called to the back along with many of the juniors and a few sophomores. We all walked to the back room with varying degrees of excitement on our faces. When we got to the room, most of the people inside were staring at me as if I didn't belong. "Oh, we meant Elise Hicks," someone said, though I didn't catch whom. My vision started to cloud from anger then someone had the audacity to say "You're going to have to leave."
"Oh," was all I could form at the moment. I struggled out another syllable, "Ok." Slowly I turned and walked down the hall back to the main lobby. Somehow I maintained a straight face, but rage coursed through my veins. What the hell? was all I could think. When I reached the lobby girls crowded around me asking, "What did they say?"
"Nothing, they just meant Elise Hicks."
"WHAT?!?!" I was surprised to see so many shocked faces. This wasn't their problem, why did they care? We were told to go up and change into the darkest clothes we had. As we walked up the stairs another odd thing happened. The acceptance of my plan had been odd enough, but now I found myself even more amazed. Instead of complaining about how they weren't chosen to go inside, they were complaining about how I didn't. Many of them were girls I had never talked to before in my life, but even so they were saying, "That's not fair, you should go before anyone." I wasn't used to people caring about me at all.
As I was walking up the stairs Denise and Lisa, another junior clarinet, asked me to help them. I agreed and we went into my room to brainstorm. To help us, we got Holly a senior flag to be our associate. I mostly stood in the corner while they talked about how arrogant the seniors this year were and that they've acted like it ever since they were freshmen. They then started discussing what they could do to get them back on which I joined in the conversation. We decided we would put oil or something sticky on their door handles so they couldn't get them open. The only problem was that we didn't know where all the seniors' rooms were. I said I would wander around and see what I could find out, then I would come back to their room and tell them. While I was out wandering the floors, I met Natalie right as I was about to climb down the stairs.
"Hey," she said, "I've been looking for you." Instead of waiting for me to answer she continued. "I am so sorry about earlier. You were supposed to be back there. I thought it was you on the list, but some of the girls said it wasn't. I talked to them later and you're gonna come with me and Channing on the top floor. Ok?"
For the third or fourth time that night, I was put in total shock. The girl I had been plotting against 5 minutes ago was now offering me back everything I had hoped for, I certainly wasn't going to refuse it. Denise might say that they were arrogant, but I certainly saw none of that quality. "Ok," I said, "That's no problem."
"Cool, so what are you doing?" she asked as we started to walk down the stairs.
"Nothing really, just wandering." It was true, at least partly.
"Mind if I wander with?" I wasn't sure why should would want to walk with me but I said sure.
Once we got to the second floor we saw a group of people meeting the hall around Mrs. Merrill. It seemed as if the entire dorm was compacted around her, but in reality it was only a few as most were still on the third floor. Natalie and I sat down among the group and listened to the dreadful words.
"Girls, we have just been informed that the guys are not in their dorms, they are in fact staking out this building as we speak." This didn't get much of a reaction from the crowd; so what if they were out there, it just meant we would have to re-strategize. She continued, "As a result of this, we have decided that tonight's activities shall be canceled. Unlike her last comment, this got everyone's attention. "WHAT?!" "Why does that mean we have to stay in?" "Who's we?"
"WE, are the chaperones and I. Now whether you like it or not, these boys are stronger then you and they will hurt you even if they don't mean to." She said sternly. A minute ago I had thought maybe Mrs. Merrill was ok. Now all those thoughts disappeared as I felt my blood boil. No way the guys were stronger then me. Absolutely no way. I could easily beat them in any physical task someone cared to set.
"But they're only water balloons," someone in the crowd complained. Everyone nodded. "Besides we can get a little bruise or two if we get them like we plan. It'll be worth it." Words of agreement echoed through the halls.
"We just don't want you all getting hurt. It's a liability to us and the band. There will be no more arguments about it, so everyone go get ready for bed. You all have hour and hour." Many gave her a death stare, but she seemed unfettered so we all grumbled are way back to our rooms.
Instead of going to bed like I was told, I rallied a group of freshmen into Alyssa and Leslie's room next door. Michelle, Laura, Lindsay, Megan, Kimmy, Brittany, and a few others crowded into the room to vent our discontentment. Lindsay, one of my fellow clarinets, was almost as angry as I and we were going to make sure everyone knew it.
"I can't believe she would do that," we would say to our group of listeners until we got the feedback we wanted. "I know," everyone agreed. "The guys probably aren't even outside," Alyssa pointed out, a detail I had forgotten to check.
"You better believe they aren't," I said walking over towards the windows. I found it impossible to sit down when I was fired up. There was absolutely nothing to be seen when I looked outside. "Gah, that makes me so pissed." I said turning back to the rest.
"I'm surprised you aren't pissed about the whole group thing," Michelle said from her chair, "You were the one that came up with the whole plan and they didn't even let you come in."
"Oh, Natalie found me in the hall and said I was going to anyways." I explained.
"Well that's cool." There was a knock on our door.
"Excuse me girls," Mrs. Kennedy opened the door, "You all really need to go to bed."
"OK." We shut the door without a second glance.
"Who do they think they are?" I commented. "It's their fault. If they hadn't gotten our hopes so high we wouldn't be in this mess."
"For real." Lindsay agreed sitting down on the air conditioner. "If we had just gotten to go out we would have all been asleep by now." We stood there and ranted about the unfairness of it all for quite a while. Eventually Laura, Brittany, and Megan left to get some sleep. Soon afterwards, there was another knock on the door. It was Mrs. Kennedy again.
"You girls really have to go to bed. If you're tired tomorrow it won't be our fault."
"We're almost there." Lindsay said to her. Then went and shut the door again. "Gah," she grunted.
"I bet I could climb out the window and get down," I commented. Everyone stared at me, and even I had no idea what I was thinking. Hello, you're on the third floor, there will be problems.
"Oh god, please don't," Michelle said. ""I'm not losing a friend that way."
I looked out the window. "It wouldn't be that hard. See it's really only one story since we have the lobby."
"Elise, do NOT jump."
"Ok, don't worry, I'm just pissed."
"Good," everyone agreed.
"You know there's really nothing keeping us here. We should really just walk out the front door." Lindsay said.
"Yeah we should." I agreed. "You want to try?"
"Let's go" she said. We took Leslie and Michelle with us and made our way downstairs as quietly as possible. Since we were only two doors down from the stairs, we quickly moved while the chaperones weren't patrolling. From there we proceeded downstairs. Once we got downstairs I peeked through the door. Leslie's mom was sitting diligently at the door. We ran back upstairs to the room and reported.
After the little adventure and one more visit from Mrs. Kennedy, our numbers started to decrease and as soon as Leslie started falling asleep on the dresser, we decided it was time to go back to our rooms. Even though I wasn't tired, since I rarely sleep anyways, I decided I had better get back to my room so my friends who actually valued their sleep could get it.
I paced in my room since I couldn't think of nothing better to do. All I could think about was how incredibly mad I was. This was one of the times I was glad I didn't have a roommate, because now I could throw on my headphones, listen to music as loud as I wanted, and of course hurl abuse at the walls without getting strange looks. After a while of pacing, I saw something outside. A group of girls were filing in two lines down the stairs followed up by Mrs. Merrill. In an instant all the anger that been calmed returned full force. I could make out most of the people and it looked like all of the seniors and Channing. I waited patiently until they got back then yelled out at them. It was apparent that sitting up angry wouldn't help any, so I decided to get some sleep. Tomorrow, they would pay.
A/N: Whew, long chapter eh? Next one won't be as long, I promise I just had to keep this together. Hope you enjoy.