So, I don't own Recess or anything pertaining to it.
Hmm... This chapter has a lot of Social Studies references, which is odd, mind you, as I am taking no Social Studies classes... This chapter's stupid, but it's important to the plot. Really important.
Anyways, uh, review, and etc. Yeah. Love you guys.
Someone's pushing the hair out of my face. Man, I could've sworn that I told my mom to stop stalking me and coming in my room without asking. Oh well, I'll just have to tell her again. Ugh, the sun's so bright. Wait, I'm looking directly up at it! I'm definitely not in my room!
Whoa. I sat up waaay too fast. Hang on, that, over there, is T.J. And my head was in his lap. Creepy! And he was touching my hair and now he's looking at me. This is so strange. But, I suppose that falling off the jungle gym so wasn't the way to go.
As if I wasn't already sore enough. I mean, I fell asleep on a jungle gym, for crying out loud and then fell off said jungle gym! Ugh, I really need to get to school. But first, to shake the rocks out of my hair. Much better.
This day is really gonna suck.
And, of course, with me being the psychic that I am, it did.
First of all, I was late for school because I had to pick up a jacket to try and cover up the hickeys, and then Dad tore into me like the Spanish Inquisition for about five hours, and I didn't get to change or shower. So, I naturally got a mound of homework. And T.J. approaching me at lunch SO did not help things.
"Spinelli, we need to talk," T.J. said urgently.
And it gets really annoying to have all of your friends staring at you like you're a lunatic. And T.J.'s pretty annoying himself. Ugh. But I have to get up anyways.
"I'll be right back, guys, okay? He's only askin' me a Social Studies question. You know, the Boxer Rebellion?" I explained, lying through my teeth.
Of course, we walked over to a secluded corner and he began talking.
"Look, Spin, you remember that school dance? Well, it's in a week, and I was thinking that you should make a move on Vince then," T.J. explained quickly.
Great. Well, at least I don't have to do it today. But there are still a lot of unexplained issues afoot. I'm about to ask him about this when Ashley A. walks by, sneering at me a little more than usual. I turn to T.J., questioning him.
"She wants me back," He mutters.
And of course, I'm wondering why in the Sam hill someone would even want him in the first place, let alone want him back. However, he interrupts my thoughts once again. Sheesh, can't a girl get a private thought in without an idiot talking over her concentration?
"Look, meet me at the movies tonight, around seven. We'll hash out the dance issues. I'll even pay. By the way, which movie do you even want to see?" Teej says quickly and confidently.
What made him think I'd even agree? Stuck-up self-righteous...
"Surprise me," I mutter before turning around and going back to lunch.
Oh, joy.
Then something occurs to me.
Did I just land myself a date?
With T.J. Detweiler?
I think I did.
Aw, crap. This bites. I've got a date with my rival.
- Loren ;
Was it good? Or did it suck crap?