BOCD Auditorium
Friday, February 4th
11:43 a.m.
"Ehmagawd, thank gawsh for this announcment! I am missing a test because of this!" Alicia said, looking at her nails. The entire school was sitting in front of the principal, who had called for this meeting.
"Echem!" The principal screamed, trying to get everyone's attention.
"Caw, caw!" Someone called, in a high pitched voice. Principal Burns winced for a second, then went on.
"Due to some locker difficulties, I am requiring everyone to share a locker with the person I choose. No complaints, or changing arrangements. This is final until the end of the year. Now, I will begin to tell you the names of your new locker partners...." She went off into a rage of LBRs names.
Alicia, Claire, Marisol, Dylan, and Kristen all held hands and squeezed, hoping for a great locker partner.
"Claire Lyons and Marisol Rivera."
"YAY!" They both clapped their hands and hugged each other.
"Dylan Marvil and Chris Plovert."
"Ehmagawd, Chris? Yes!" Dylan exclaimed, excited for the arrangement.
"Kristen and Kori."
"Well, at least I got a soccer friend." Dylan nodded, supporting her friend.
"And last, but certainly not least....Alicia Rivera and Massie Block!" Alicia stood up, screaming she was going to sue. Then Massie went up to the principal, saying her parents wouldn't pay for anymore things for the school. Principal Burns got into a mess, screaming at the girls to calm down. Finally, the girls started to yell at each other, wondering why the other person had even been born. Mrs. Burns took this time to tell everyone what to do.
"PLEASE PROCEED TO YOUR NEW LOCKERS!"
"Ugh, I hate her." Alicia murmured. No one responded, because they liked their arrangements.
Alicia walked down into the hallway where her new locker was, surprised to see her new locker "buddy" over there.
"Mas-"
"Now, Alicia, I won't talk to you and you don't talk to me. You don't touch my stuff, I don't touch your stuff. Got it? Good. Toodles!" Massie said, slamming the locker on Alicia's finger.
"AHH!" Alicia yelled, trying to pull her finger out. Her boyfriend, Josh came to the rescue, running into the hallway.
"Locker combination."
"23, 10, and 45." Alicia said, and out came her finger. She kissed her boyfriend in return.
"Listen, Alicia, I was thinking..."
"Ya?"
"Well, I really like you. No wait, not like you, love you." He stopped, pausing to see her reaction.
Alicia started bursting inside. Love? The L word? Ehmagawd, no way!
"So I would like to ask you...would you like to go to the dance with me?" He pulled out a diamond heart shaped necklace wrapped up in a royal, romantic red box.
"I would, Josh." He smiled, then lifted up her gorgeous dark hair to click the necklace into place. She smiled, fingering it gently.
"I love it....I love you." Her voice spoke, barely above a whisper.
"I love you too, Alicia Rivera." And with that, he took off down the hallway.
She giggled, happy about what had just happened. She quickly looked inside her locker, trying to find her vanilla scented sticky-notes. She grabbed what she thought were them, and mistakenly pulled out a journal that read, KEEP OUT. THIS IS MASSIE BLOCK'S DIARY.