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Operation: GCM
Chapter 5: It's Homecoming, Shoot Me: Part 1
I woke up to my alarm clock blaring at 5:30 a.m. I shut it off, got out of bed, made my way to the bathroom, showered, brushed teeth, got dressed, and put my finishing touches on my homework. Soon I heard my dad call from the stairs saying, "Come on girls! You won't be early enough for school if you don't go now!" "Coming!" Cree and I both said while chasing each other down the stairs. Of course, she won. I grabbed a cereal bar to eat in the car along with my books and CD player and went in the backseat of my dad's car. Cree started talking about how her class, the seniors, was so much better than all the other underclassmen, emphasizing the fact that I was only a freshman. My dad just told her to enjoy this until she was a freshman in college and I said, "That should be a good wake-up call for her." Thankfully, we pulled up into the front of the school before she could start to diss me out like she always did. We both walked out of the car, me following her, and walked into the school. It was spirit day, my least favorite day of the school year. I should be thankful that no one in my class gives a flying fudge about our reputation, except for those annoying preppy kids in my French class. I was walking though the eight-grader's hallway, which was covered in pictures of Lisa Simpson. The theme of spirit day this year was Simpson's characters. My grade had the random characters of Springfield. By the time I got to the stairs, I bumped into Wally.
"Spirit day is so freaking stupid!" Wally said to me in his annoyed tone. "Don't remind me," I said, "my sister's always going all nutty coo coo over this damned school holiday." "What's the point?" Wally said, "It would be so much better if we had no classes or something." "You said it," another voice said. It was none other than Max and the rest of his crew. "Hey Max, Desman, Fred, Henry…" Wally said, continuing with more names that I couldn't even remember, obviously because I was staring at Max, who didn't even notice I was there. I managed to say a meek, "Hi." Max and some other guys waved at me. My heart soared as I saw Max's hand go back and fourth, just for me. I loved that feeling and I wanted to feel it for the rest of my life. All of a sudden, I saw Kuki. She quickly said hi to Wally while he was talking to Desman about some thing Max did, so she decided to just hang with me, since I was all alone.
"What's up, Abby?" she asked me. "Not much, just madly in l-u-v," I said as she began to quietly squealing. "So, you really like him?" She asked. "Yeah," I said. "Really really like him?" she asked again. "Uhuh," I said. "Really really REALLY like him?" she asked yet again. "YES, what are you getting at?" I asked in a frustrated tone. "Well, I have some vital information about him," she said, holding up a piece of paper. "What is it?" I asked. "I have his screen name," she said smiling. "Well, what are you waiting for, give it to me," I said taking the piece of paper out of her hand. My heart pounded eleventy-billion miles per minute as I unraveled the paper to read, "Go ask Wally," with a smiley face with the tongue sticking out. "Ha-ha," I said sarcastically, giving her back the paper. "Well, he does know," she said, looking at Wally saying goodbye to Desman. "Ok, I'll ask him," I said, walking towards him, "Wally, can I ask you something?" "Sure, what is it?" He asked. "What's Max's screen name?" I asked him in a sweet tone. "Like I'd tell you," he said. "Please!" I said as Kuki joined in with her infamous "Please please please please, puh-leeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!" "Fine, fine!" Wally said, "I'll write it down for you."
Wally tore a slight piece of paper from his spelling homework, took out a pen, and began to write the screen name. He was done in about five seconds and gave it to me. My heart was once again pounding at eleventy-billion miles per minute as I read; "RaN41LeSsDiS" Kuki was looking over my shoulder and said, "That screen name is so cool!" "Of course," I said, "He's a really cool guy." I couldn't wait until I got home and would be able to see his profile and maybe even talk to him. Wally decided to burst my bubble by saying, "There is no way in hell that you're IMing him." "Why not?" Kuki and I both asked at the same time. "Because, he doesn't want lovesick girls like Abby over here instant-messaging him saying stuff like, 'OMG, u r like such a hottie. I want to marry you and have twenty kids. Let me be your love slave and do your laundry.' I wouldn't want that either," Wally explained. "Do you really think I'm that stupid?" I asked. "Uh, not really…" Wally said. Before I could strangle him, the bell rang and we all had to separate and go to our other classes. I put the piece of paper in my bag as I walked to English. I couldn't wait until I got home and on the computer.
By the time I did get home, my sister beat me to the computer. She had to talk to her stupid senior friends about the stupid stuff they were going to do at the stupid pep rally. To my disadvantage, the marching band had to play two stupid songs for the stupid pep rally. I hate pep rally's and was so happy in eight grade when they decided to keep them at night, forgetting that I was doing marching band next year and had to participate. They didn't even really need us. They could just use a CD instead, but no, they need the real thing. At least we didn't have to wear our uniforms, but we still had to wear the school colors. I decided to wear my old blue and white dress from when I was in the Kids Next Door. It was more like a tight fitting long shirt now, so I wore black jeans under it. I'm sure Kuki and Wally would love to be reminded of their past in the Kids Next Door. I lay on my bed after I got dressed and began to read my social studies notes for the test we had on Monday. Before I knew it, I finished skimming through the notes and began fantasizing about Max. After fantasizing for about two hours, I heard my dad yelling up the stairs saying, "Time to go to the pep rally!" I moaned as I got out of bed and put my black marching sneakers on. 'At least you'll see Max there,' I thought to myself as I walked out of my room. Once again I was in the car and had to listen to Cree talking about the stupid seniors. Soon we were at school. It was really crowded outside. I had no idea why. If I wasn't forced to be here, I wouldn't be here at all. I walked over to the band room to see all of the marching band people talking and setting up their instruments. Within seconds, I saw Kuki and Wally flirting. Yes, they still flirt, gets on my nerves. I interrupted them by placing my saxophone case right next to them and said, "Hi." After they said hi back, I began to assemble my saxophone. When I was done, I saw Max, carrying out his base drum. He was so hot.
Kuki soon saw me staring at Max and said, "Abby, time to go outside and perform." "Fine," I said, hooking my saxophone onto the strap and walked out with the rest of the group. I followed Kuki, but my eyes followed Max. Every move he made, every crease in his clothes, every time he inhaled and every time he exhaled. Some people would call me obsessive, but I call this obsession true love. "FIVE MAN BLOCK!" Lisa and Josh were telling us to form. I soon found Pauline and asked her if we were with the saxophones or lower brass this time. "Saxophones," she replied. We both walked over to the saxophones as she said, "I've noticed you staring at a certain drummer." "Is it really that obvious?" I asked her. "Kind of," she said, "just stare at him when no ones looking. I had the same problem two years ago when I liked my boyfriend, who was a trombonist, but he quit last year." "Cool. I know this sounds really stupid, but can you give me guy advice?" I asked her. "No problem. I'll give you my screen name once we're done and you can ask me all you want online," she said. "Thanks," I responded as we began to march out onto the field. Once we were all standing still, we played our two dumb songs and sat down. I was right behind Max. I was sitting next to Kuki, Wally and Wally's friend from before, Desman. He was a fellow trumpeter. Desman was talking to both Wally and Max, so Max got to see me. We just whispered about not wanting to be here while some annoying person introduced the people in all the sports. I learned Max was on the track team, he was wearing his track hoodie for school colors. The cheerleaders did their stupid little sluttish dance to end the pep rally. We all got up, went into the band room, and put our instruments away. I began to walk out to wait for my dad when Pauline followed me and gave me the piece of paper with her screen name on it.
"Before you go," she said as she handed it to me. "Thanks see you tomorrow," I said, "Bye." "Bye," she said as she went into her mom's car. I soon found my sister and silently stood next to her as we waited for our dad. He soon came and drove us home. As I left, I waved to Wally and Kuki, who were kissing and didn't even notice I was leaving. I couldn't wait until Pauline gave me the advice I needed to get Max to be my boyfriend. We passed by him waiting for his mom to pick him up. He had the lonely puppy dog eyes again, which made me melt. I really liked him, and prayed that he really liked me.
Ok, that's the end of this part of chapter 5. I hope you enjoyed it! If anyone can guess what Max's screen name RaN41LeSsDiSs means, I will email you a disturbing fact about this fanfic. In order to keep it a mystery, the winners will not be announced. HINT: every three words (and two numbers) stands for something different. Good luck and be sure to add your email onto the review. Flames are still expected and will be used to roast an annoying girl in my Italian class who gets on my nerves. Ciao! numbuh4lpluva