For the first time in my life, I wish Friday doesn't come rolling by quickly. Unfortunately for me, my favorite day of the week waits for no one.
Mom screamed from her bathroom, "Time to get up Sadie!"
"Noooooooo." I groaned. Why can't I ever sleep in? Is it too much to ask?
Suddenly her head poked into my room, scaring the living daylights out of me.
"GET UPPPP!!!!!!!"
What a pleasant friday morning wake up call.
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"Eat your toast."
"Gurhgh."
"Sadie don't talk with your mouth full."
Swallowing the last bit of my slightly burnt toast, I took a sip of milk.
"Do I REALLY have to go to the bowling party today?"
Mom rolled her eyes, tired of having to answer my constant question, "For the last time, YES!"
"You may have a good time sweetie." Dad looked up from his newspaper, lightening the mood.
I mumbled, "And I may not have."
They pretended not to hear me.
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I slammed my locker shut after having to suffer a whole hour listening to Mr. Sweeney talk about cells and blood. I mean, we're only going to memorize it for a test then completely forget about it later. Sometimes learning doesn't add up. Ha..add up....math...get it?
Never mind.
Ring!
The bell rung for the start of lunch. This time I won't order a salad.
"Hey Sadie!"
I don't feel like dealing with people today.
However instead of running away, I turned to my 'stalker' and smiled, "Hey.....Missy?"
Missy and her brain dead followers flipped their hair in the exact angle, "That's my name, don't wear it out."
Who even uses that bad pun anymore? Apparently Miss Popular. I wanted to give her a ticket for humor fail.
"What's up?" I asked. More like what do you want?
Missy smiled, placing her small hands on her pink covered waist, "Are you going to the bowling party tonight?"
Crap.
If I say yes, then they'll expect me to hang out with them. If I say no, then I'll have to hide under tables the whole night so they won't see me. Decisions, decisions.
I hesitated, "Y--yeah."
"Cool! You can hang out with us!"
Told you.
Mother Nature finally decided to take my side for Coconut Head appeared by my side out of no where. Missy wrinkled her nose in disgust on the sight of him.
"What do you want, freak?" Missy sneered.
Coconut Head answered unphased by her insult, "Sorry ladies, but Sadie is hanging out with me at the bowling party."
Missy's followers stared at the two of us before erupting in giggles.
"Sadie, you're going out with COCONUT HEAD?"
Missy screamed it loud enough so that everyone in the hall stopped, observing the embarrassing scene. More like the end of my life. After a few moments of silence, I denied, "No..."
"Good, because if you want to hang with us, you can't be dating a fruit head."
Coconut Head interrupted proudly, "It's COCONUT HEAD to you!"
With that, he grabbed my arm and steered me to the cafeteria. I've never been more proud in my life.
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We both got in line, soon accompanied by Loomer and his gang.
Grabbing a tray, I commented to Coconut Head, "Way to put on a show out there."
"Well I saw you suffering." He shrugged helplessly.
I smiled, "Well thanks."
"You're welcome."
Loomer's voice cut through the bonding moment, "Stop the mushy stuff and move ahead in the line!"
Psh. That was rude. I moved a few spaces ahead in line, however not before giving Loomer one of my death glares. I swore his blue eyes soften. Serves him right.
Coconut Head continued talking as if nothing happened, "You can really hang out with my friends at the bowling party...if you want that is.
The lunch lady slapped a peanut butter sandwich on my plate, making me jump, "I'd like that. I doubt I'd have fun with anyone else..."
I gestured towards Missy's and Loomer's table. Okay, that's a lie. I'd probably have a good time with Loomer.
Coconut Head paid for his food and bid me a 'see you later.' Before I could move my body over to my table, the lunch lady stopped me. YES, her AGAIN.
"Your peanut butter has something VERY interesting to reveal."
I sighed, "What does it say...?"
Her voice became very hushed, making me lean in a little, "Something will happen tonight that is going to change your life forever."
"Is someone I care about going to die? Am I going to die?" I jumped to conclusions.
The lunch lady screamed in annoyance, hitting me over the head with her wooden spoon, "NO child! Something is going to happen at the bowling party!"
Oh. Let me guess, I'm going to trip and fall headfirst into the punch bowl. Then everyone will call me punch girl for the rest of my eight grade experience.
I just nodded over to her, showing her that I acknowledged the food's prediction.
This bowling party is such a stress increaser.
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Mom shook her head disapprovingly as she threw another one of my favorite shirts on the floor. For the past hour, she has been messing up my closet looking for the 'perfect' outfit for the party tonight.
I whined, "Why can't I just pick something out?"
"Sadie, your taste is a little tom boyish. If you want boys to notice you, you have to dress more girly."
Woah, woah woah. When did this party turn into a boy hunt? I thought I was supposed to make new friends?
While Mom continued the greatest search ever, I wandered out of my room. In two hours, Dad will be dropping me off at the bowling alley. I'll wait for Coconut Head and his friends to show up and then we all proceed to enter the alley.
The lunch lady's prediction nagged my thoughts all day. Is it good or bad? Will I end up drowning in the punch bowl? Or will I become another Missy and everyone will love me?
Pleh. The last one is a bunch of bull. You know it too.
Mom's chipper voice rang through the hallway, "SADIE! I found the PERFECT outfit!"
If it's a skirt and spaghetti tank top, I'm going to enroll into Catholic school and become a nun.
A/N: More of Loomer in the next chapter! Let's just say it'll be....interesting and full of life. =)
