Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

by jhhsmbcg2010

Drama, drama, drama. That’s guard. And that’s her life. Can Janie Watson survive her freshman year of color guard? Her only friend, her socially active cousin, Natasha. A talented girl with one foot out the door.

4. Chapter 4

Chapter 4

There had been a few instances in which Janie had been too scared to cry. A few fleeting moments of despair and agony held within a simple occasion. "Tash?" She asked again. Quaintly, against the roof of her mouth.

She figured that Natasha had been unconscious at least a good 15 minutes… And not seeing anything at the moment innocent about the half-wit drum major, she pulled out her cell phone and without hesitation dialed 911.

The phone operator picked up. "911. How can I help you?" But it had been one of those fateful occasions in which she was too scared to speak. She uttered out simply. "High school. Band room. Quick." And the phone line died. All she heard at the other end of the phone was a blank constant consistence that could have easily been mistaken for silence.

In the near distance she heard the shrill cry of an ambulance, then, a police car, and then, a fire engine. She solemnly reached over to hold her cousins hand. "Their coming. Hang on."