Welcome to week two! Are your teachers OK? Is the lunch any better this year? Have we stopped sleeping in study hall?
I believe you know the answers to those questions...
Anyways, it's me, Dempsey Solomen with your daily news. Interested in football or girls soccer tryouts? Get your papers outside the athletic office, or talk to Coach Andy or Coach Fablos for more information.
Our girls tennis team had their first victory today, beating OCD Prep, with the star of the games, Layne Abley, winning all of her matches. Also, the boys soccer team suffered their first loss of the season against North Castle Academy on Monday with a score of 0-5. Better luck next time! Adding to the early season victories, our girls field hockey team beat out Pleasentville High bye a score of 18-7, and our cross country team beat Pleasentville too. The star of the meet was Massie Block, who ran to whole course (3.2 miles) in nineteen minutes three seconds, beating out all other girls. Congrats Massie!
Now, if you are a senior and are interested in signing up for Student Council Cabinet, Prom Committee (I know, it seems early, but it's not too far away), Distinguished Honor (A.K.A, AP Courses) Cabinet, or an Extracurricular Activities, please contact one of our amazing guidance councilors. They can give you the forms you need.
Picture day is coming up this Friday. Get ready to get prettied up, because all pictures are happening before gym and lunch block, so ladies, you have no need to worry about hair or food in your teeth. Also, you're student ID's will come out the following Friday, along with your pictures.
The freshmen's first dance will be Friday, November 10. Tickets will be available in the morning free time, or durring 12th period from September 30th to November 10. Tickets will not be sold at the door, and you must bring your student ID to get in.
That's all for now. 'Till next time.
Dempsey Solomen, weekly reporter.
Chris walked down the tiled hallways, his big heavy boots clumping with every step he took. His head bobbed slighty to the beat of the song playing on his iPod, turned up all the way. Chris closed his eye, breathly deeply. If for just one second, he could have peace...
Suddenly, he came crashing into another person, stumbeling backwards as that person fell on their butt. Chris opened his eye's to see Massie on the floor, looking stunned.
"Sorry about that," He mumbled, leaning down to pick up all the rolled up papers and art pencils that had been thrown over the floor.
"No, it was my bad. I wasn't looking where I was going." Massie replied easily, helping him pick up her things.
"No, really, it was mine. I had my eye's closed and I wasn't paying attention," Chris said back, noticing his headphone had fallen out.
"Closed eyes? Chris Polvert, what we're you doing?" Massie joked, a smile playing on her lips.
"Listening to music." Chris answered immediatly. He cursed himself silently, standing up. He wasn't supposed to be talking to anyone. Silent and steady was his plan for all year, yet it hadn't worked out so far by talking to Dune last week, and now Massie.
"Okay, sure. But aren't you not supposed to listen to music during school hours?" Massie joked again, standing as well, and looking up at Chris. She was short, a mere five foot and a quarter, but Chris was huge.
"What is all this?" Chris asked, changing the topic. Then, as if to answer his question, Dune Baxter came out of the same doorway, talking.
"Massie, what are you doing? I thought you were going to the supply room to... Oh hey Chris! What are you doing?" Dune smiled brightly, looking at Chris happily, like a little dog.
"Chris and I ran into each other, and he was helping me with my things. Thank Chris. C'ya later." Massie winked, saving Chris. She grabbed her other roll from his hands, then mocing to let him walk away.
"Chris, do you wanna come in for a sec, I can-"
"Dune, let's go. I think Chris was headed somewhere." Massie said quietly to Dune, taking his arm and leading him away.
"This is where Ac= -200* + 360* = 160*. Thus, a negative coterminal angle to angle A may be obtained by adding -360*, -2(360)*= -720* - or any other negative angle multiple of 360*. A negative coterminal angle Ac may be given by Ac= 200* - 369* = -560*." Alicia grinned, putting down her chalk and heading back to her seat.
"Very nicely done Alicia. Now, would anyone else like to correctly find coterminal angles?" Mr. Henski asked, looking around the classroom through his thick glasses. The other trigonometry student looked at him with a bored expression. Just as Mr. Henski opened his mouth to say something, the bell went off, signaling C lunch, and all the students picked up their books, running out of the classroom, all but Alicia.
"That was very well done Alicia. I can tell you'll be an A+ student." Mr. Henski grinned at her as she waltzed out the door.
"Thank you," She replied, slinging her Prada bag over her shoulder and walking happily to lunch.
"You look... Happy." Nikki said as Alicia slid her lunch tray on the table, still smiling slightly.
"Yeah, I'm having a good day," Alicia replied, taking a small bite of her grilled chicken sandwich.
"Good for you," Nikki said, rolling her eye's as he pushed away her half eaten salad.
"Hey guys! What's up?" Massie smiled, sliding into her seat.
"Not much. Mr. Henski practically loves me in Trig. How 'bout you?" Alicia smirked at Nikki, pushing her glasses up her nose a little.
"Not much too. I've been able to get out of Health and AP English! Best day ever!" Massie grinned, biting into the skin of her apple.
"My day's been fine too, thank's for asking," Nikki rolled her eyes, turning the attention back on her.
"That's good." Massie said appropriately, wiping her chin with a napkin.
"Hey babe," Cam said, sitting next to Nikki, cutting off whatever Massie was about to say. Massie glanced at them, shrugged her shoulders, then listened to Alicia rant on about losing her new graphing calculator.
"Hey. What's up?" Nikki grinned at him, watching his eye's twinkle.
"Just chillin'. Hating school, already." Cam sighed, picking out a tomato from Nikki's salad and biting it, resting his hand on her thigh.
"Same," Nikki replied, picking Cam's hand up and moving it to her knee.
"Nikki, come on. We haven't-"
"Cam, we're at school. No." Nikki said fiercely, watching in anger as Cam got up and walked away, doing some weird twist-y thing with his wrist.
"Everything okay?" Massie asked, putting her apple core on the table and reaching into her brown bag for her SunChips.
"Yeah, he's just... Upset." Nikki sighed, trying to remain calm and perfect.
"Oh, okay. I hope every thing's okay." Massie said, not wanting to hound Nikki for information.
"I'll be right back guys. I have to go use the bathroom." Alicia said, standing up and dumping her trash. She quickly walked out of the cafeteria and into the East Wing stairwell, running right into Cam's chest.
"Thanks." He whispered into her ear before plunging his tongue into her mouth.
"You're. Welcome.... Is every-. Thing oka-. Y?" Alicia asked between breath's of air, fighting to keep her hands out of his hair. This game was just too easy.
"She's just being a bitch." Cam said simply, pushing Alicia up against the stone wall, grinding his hips against hers. And as they carried on, Kristen grinned, putting away her cell phone.
"Hey J. What up?" Landon asked as Ms. Fuse, or just Fuse, as she requested to be called, wrote down today's assignment on the board.
"Getting ready for another exciting class of Personal Achievements." Josh rolled his eyes, slapping Landon's hand with a grin.
"I understand. This class is totally jack." Landon whispered to him, trying to keep his voice low. Fuse must've known he and Josh were buddies, becasue she put them right in the front, next to each other, so they couldn't talk, but would be tempted to.
"I know man! I heard that-"
"Hello class," Fuse said, spinning on her barefoot heels, her rainbow colored dress spinning wildly, "It's nice to see you again. Please pull out your journal's and write down something that you plan of achieving soon." Her smooth quiet voice settled over the room, and the student's pulled out their colored journals. Josh grimaced at his neon green journal, and flipped to the third page, his pen scribbling words down. Landon paused on the cover of his sea blue journal, then flipped it open, quickly scanning his first page.
Dear, um, Journal,
So, it's Landon Crane, I guess, and it's the first day of school. This is really awkward because I thought only girls kept journals, but Fuse is making us write down stuff in it, so I'm doing so.
An achievement I want to make this year is to finally get an A in History 101.
Bye.
Landon rolled his eyes, then flipped to a new page and wrote down his biggest wish.
Journal,
This year, I really want to rule the school. To stop hiding in the shadow's and go up against Cam. I'm gonna take him down and move him to be an LBR, and dominate with Josh on my side.
Take that Cam, you son of a bitch.
Landon.
"Okay class, now put your journal's away and close your eyes," Fuse's voice said from behind Landon. Landon jumped, slamming his journal shut, bue Fuse gave nothing away that she'd read any of it. "And I want you to imagine yourself doing exactly want you want to accomplish." Fuse moved silently to the front of the classroom. Landon rolled his eyes, but shut them and imagined his plan.
After about thirty seconds though, he got bored and peeked at Josh, who still had his eye's shut in concentration. Landon wanted to ask what he was thinking about but Fuse interrupted again.
"Now, open your eyes and take a deep breath. Now, we'll move onto meditation. Student's, please move you're beanbags to the perimeter of the classroom then sit an arms length away from someone else. We'll do the downward facing dog first." Fuse said as the students pushed their beanbags to the edge of the room, then stiffled giggles as they all moved into their yoga poses.
Landon rolled his eye's at the excuse for a class, but knew that his plan would work, weither or not this class helped him.
Claire slid down lower in her seat, watching Coach Harriet with bloodshot eyes. Damn Lola Curri for bringing fresh pot to school this morning, where Claire just couldn't resist.
"Now, partner up. You're gonna go and pass the ball back and forth." Coach yelled, tucking a white sheet of paper into her clipboard. Claire looked around the room helplessly, hoping that their was an odd number of students so she didn't have to play.
"Uhm, hey. I'm Kemp Hurley. Wanna be my partner?" Kemp asked Claire.
"Uhm, yeah I guess." Claire said through her teeth, angry at this boy for making her suffer through soccer. Claire wasn't really the sport's type of person.
"Great," Kemp nearly beamed, thanking God that no other student's asked him to partner up before he asked Claire. He went to grab a soccer ball, then stood about ten feet away from Claire. He dinked at the ball with his toe, watching it slowly roll towards Clarie. Claire rolled her eyes, then passed it perfect with her instep to Kemp. Kemp watched in awe, then looked up at her.
Suddenly, Claire's tongue felt even drier than before, sucking all the moisture out of her mouth. The look this boy gave her wanted to make her heart pound. It was one of awe, almost love-struck.
"Claire, are you okay?" Kemp asked, jogging over to her.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just gimme a sec," Claire said, bending over on her knees. Kemp looked at her uncertainly, then leaded her to the bench, glad that Coach Harriet wasn't their to yell at them for stopping.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Kemp asked, looking at Claire's bloodshot eye's, heavy mascara and half smeared lipstick. He wanted to be the boy that changed her. So bad.
"Water. Just water." Claire croaked, thankful when Kemp handed her a plactic cup filled to the brim with water. Claire drank it quickly, then managed to calm down. "Thanks."
"No problem." Kemp commented, throwing the cup in the trashcan. "Do you wanna talk about it?"
"No." Claire said simply, standing up and walking towards the building, ignoring Coach Harriet's final instructions for the week. Kemp watched her go for a minute, then followed the rest of the class to the locker rooms.
He really wanted to change her.
"Save the seals!" Dylan called to the group of kids sitting out on the lawn during free period. They continued on with their conversation, as if she hadn't said anything. Dylan angrly blew hot air on her bangs, then sat down and tapped her long nails on the fold-out table.
"Hey," A voice came from behind Dylan, making her jump and spin around quickly.
"OhmyGod, you scared me!" She giggled at Derrick before turning back around.
"Sorry, didn't mean too." Derrick said, sitting next to her.
"It's okay. You interested?" Dylan pointed to a blue flyer with a cute baby seal on it.
"Sure. What do I need to do?" Derrick asked, taking the picture and leaning into it. He was glad Dylan was around. They were both loaners, and use to be best friends during their middle school years, but that fell apart when Merri-Lee lost her job at The Daily Grind to Dena Dyllian, and Cam went harder on Derrick.
"Well, no pressure, but just donate some money. That's all." Dylan said, streching her arms out into the sun.
"Nah, it's no problem," Derrick said, putting a twenty into a cardboard box.
"Thanks for the help." Dylan grinned, straightening out the blue papers.
"Hello Derrick," A voice purred, and both Dylan and Derrick turned around to look up at Skye Hamilton.
"Hey," Derrick said polietly, standing up and offering Skye his chair.
"Awh, thanks!" Skye cooed, sitting down and ignoring Dylan completely. Dylan just shrugged her shoulders and Derrick, grabbed some flyers and the cardboard box and went to walk around the lawn.
"So what's up?" Derrick asked awkwardly.
"Nothing, I just wanted to see you. Hbu?" Skye replied. She didn't care that Derrick was Grade-A loser, he was hot.
"I was just talking to Dylan," Derrick said pointedly, hoping Skye picked up on the hint. She just grinned back up at him, letting the hint fly by her blonde head.
"Well, I gotta go." Derrick said, backing away.
"Where are you going?" Skye asked, sitting up straighter in her seat.
"Uhm, I have to as Mr. Hall about the drums for band. Catch you later." Derrick pushed through the door's, practically running down the halls, getting plently of strange looks. Not that they wouldn't give him the looks anyways.
"Bye," Skye mumbled to the closing door, looking slightly annoyed. So maybe she hadn't been so sly with her actions, but she thought that Derrick would like the attention, not run away from it. Maybe she had him pegged wrong...
"Hell-oo Skye," Kristen called, running lazily up the steps to the HELP! booth.
"Kuh-Risten." Skye acnologeded her, then went to stand up.
"Wait! I have somthing to show you!" Kristen said, pulling out her cell phone. Skye tapped her foot while Kristen pressed a few buttons on her Droid, then shoved the screen into Skye's hands.
"Watch." Kristen commanded. Skye did, and her jaw dropped with a pop.
"Whoa," She said, handing to phone back to Kristen, "Where did you get that?"
"I filmed it myself, today. They we'ren't even careful about it. Can you believe it?" Kristen asked, smiling coyly.
"Don't tell anyone! Nik'll be pissed!" Skye warned, standing up and rushing away.
Little did she know that Kristen had the biggest mouth in the school.
Yell at me. I deserve it. This was WAY OVERDUE! I must admit, I am the worst updater. Ever.
And I'm sorry for spelling mistakes. I write my stories on the site...
Also, the last chapter wasn't supposed to be in bold. Stupid website.....
Okay, so those * in Alicia's problem that she explained, those are degree signs. FYI. I was too lazy to figure out how to do the degree sign on my laptop, if it's even possible. Oh, and with Skye talking to Derrick: I know that he doesn't seem very un-popular when she talks to him, but I had to get the fact that she was after him out there.
AND GASSPPPPP! Kristen caught Cam and Alicia.... DUNDUNDAHDUNNNN!
Hehe... :)
And could something be happening between Claire and Kemp??? And what about Dune and Massie??
Geezzee, I'm good. ;)
And Landon is pureee EVIL... Maybe. :)
I'd also like to make a shot out to Akiracatalina and dusty714. You guy's have reviewed everything so far and have been really supportive. THANKS!
So review make me all bubbly inside, and that's a good thing. :)
xoxo, join. me. in. the. thunder
P.S, sorry for the long A/N... :)