The HighSchool Notebook
TheHSNotebook:
Chapter Three: Annelise
The school day was tough, and I was just glad I was home. High school is not easy, and my day didn’t go as well as I had hoped. One, my friends were barely in any of my classes. Two, most of the students I’ve known since elementary school could barely remember my name! And three, most of my teachers are strict. Yet, it wasn’t all that bad... there were some positive things about my day. Chloe is in my fifth period class, and I have this really cute guy in one of my classes.
I’m exhausted, but I have too much homework, already. I don’t think taking one small nap will hurt though. I’m just going to rest my eyes, that’s all. But before I knew it I was fast asleep.
I woke up the next day, feeling as light as a bird, but all of that changed when I realized I had not finished my homework, the following night. What were my teachers going to think of me now?! I’m no slacker?! Honest!
I prepared myself for school that morning, as fast as I could, so I could spare some time to finishing up some of the homework, I didn’t do the day before. Since it was the first day, how hard could it be? I was WRONG!
I wasn’t able to finish all of my homework, but I was able to complete some. The bus came late that day, but so did I. I wanted to finish the rest of the work, on the bus, but the landscaping around here makes it impossible to hold up a pencil correctly.
Soon as I arrived to school, I headed straight for my classroom, but I got a little bit distracted. I saw a group of pretty good looking guys, I bet they were seniors. I urged myself to stop staring at them and walk properly, but it wasn’t all that simple. However, something helped me do the job. SLAM! Face plus locker opening, equals pain and humiliation! And, landing flat on your butt!
“Are you alright?” A soft voice called out to me.
“I’m… I’m fine” I answered, but I couldn’t see straight, and my head felt like it had been pounded with a sack full of bricks, hundreds of times.
“Would you like me to bring you to the nurse?” The voice asked.
“Um… no, thank you, I think I will be fine.” I felt so lightheaded, that I could barely stand up straight. What are these lockers made out of any ways?!
When I finally was able to see properly, I saw myself being lifted up by a GUY! And, not just any guy… Jacob! I couldn’t breath, and my face turned the darkest shade of red. I felt warm, my palms were sweaty, my heart felt as if it would rip out of my chest at any moment. My throat tightened, and I could feel my breath disintegrating.
“Please forgive me, I didn’t mean to hurt you.” He spoke in the most sincere way. “Are you sure you’re alright?”
I didn’t answer. I couldn’t answer! This was too embarrassing!
“I have to go!” I yelled out; and loud too! “I’m going to be late!” I was embarrassed. Worst first impression, ever!
I knew the day wasn’t going to go too well at that point. I couldn’t pay attention to any of my lessons. All I could think of was this morning. Second period was the most frightening class of the day, since it was the one I had with Jacob. Good thing all the teacher does in that class is lecture us, and I was two rows away from him. However, I couldn’t stop shaking during that class, I couldn’t even bare to take a quick glance at him. Soon as the bell rung, I was the first one through the door. To tell you the truth, I don’t think I was fast enough out of there!
During lunch I couldn’t eat, and all of my friends kept on asking me if I was alright, or if anything had happened during the day, which would cause me to act so unusual. I just looked up at them, with a smile, and kept responding, “Everything is fine.” Too bad it wasn’t, and they knew perfectly well that.
As soon as lunch ended, I thought fifth period would make me feel a little better, since Chloe is in it. She’s my best friend, I can tell her anything, and she would always understand. At that point, I knew my day was going to get a little better. But, I was wrong… it didn’t. Chloe did not attend class today.
Soon as I arrived home, I ran straight for my room. Jumped right on to my bed, and shed a few tears. As soon as that was taken cared of, I tried to contact Chloe and check why she was absent today. I called over ten million times, but no answer. I gave up, and began doing homework, but I couldn’t stop thinking about this morning. Everything that had happened kept flashing by again and again! Ugh! I can’t focus like this!
TheHSNotebook:
Chapter 4: Chloe
I was doing my homework, when I noticed that Annelise hadn’t called me, which was pretty weird, considering that I wasn’t there for fifth period. Maybe she was mad? I started to get sad at the thought, but then I looked at my phone. It was off! I quickly turned it on, seeing a bunch of missed calls from Annelise. I felt a knot in the bottom of my stomach, something was wrong. I dialed her number so fast, that I got a majority of it wrong. Some random guy answered saying “Hey big man,” I pressed the end button so fast I almost broke it. When we finally started talking, she told me about her embarrassing hallway mishap with Jacob. I felt really bad for her. She’s the nicest person in the world, and so why exactly did she deserve that? I’m a strong believer in karma, but I don’t see why those kinds of things don’t happen to the cliché popular girls, that actually deserve it. You probably know what I mean: rude, careless, annoying and childish. I don’t really like stereotypes, but if the shoe fits, wear it!
Right after I gave her a fifteen minute pep talk, I had to explain why I wasn’t in fifth period. It was actually a really stupid reason.
At the end of lunch, right before fifth period, one of the assistant principals asked me to come to the office.
My mind flooded with reasons why I would be asked to come to the office. They told me to wait in one of the chairs in the secretary portion of the office. I sat there for fifteen minutes staring at the clock, and listening to the secretary typing. It was very relaxing, but stressful at the same time. With every tick of the clock, I felt my impatience increase, but all my nerves about seeing the principal seemed to just melt away with every push of the keys.
The principal, Mr. Cline, came and escorted me to his office.
His office was a medium sized room, with a color scheme of brown and blue, and a bright white carpet. The room felt dark, there was plenty of light, but it just had a dark feeling about it.
He then asked me to explain my interpretation of an incident that happened on the bus between two boys, Pete and Griffith. I could feel a small amount of anger rise inside me. That’s what he made me sit out there for?! A five minute story about how two boys wanted to show their “manliness”. I told him exactly what happened. Pete tripped Griffith, then Griffith shoved Pete, and they both started shouting “Let’s go!” and “Bring it”. Typically nothing really happened, they were both just all talk and no action. All Mr. Cline did during my story was nod and write on a piece of paper. It was rather awkward.
He let me go back to class, and I was back in time for the last 10 minutes of math. I sat down and took a deep breath. The girl next to me, Autumn, asked where I was. Autumn was new at our school, she moved 7 houses down from me and didn’t have that many friends, but she had awesome style in pop rock clothes. I told her the whole story and she told me she was also questioned by Mr. Cline.
However, she told Mr. Cline she didn’t recall any incident happening on the bus. She didn’t want to be a snitch. Being a snitch in this case didn’t bother me, I didn’t care about it one bit. Don’t get me wrong now, usually I am not a snitch but this whole thing was just stupid and needed to be ended already. In return for her silence, Autumn was given a coupon for a few free treats at the cafeteria. I was speechless. They gave her free stuff for lying?! What is wrong with the world these days? Apparently lying gets you 3 big chocolate chip cookies and honesty gets you nothing but disappointment, because you miss the only class you have with your best friend.
Annelise was appalled by the injustice. That’s one thing I love about Annelise. She would take anything that happened to me personally. I always have someone to be there for me and to be my back up.
We talked for two more hours over the phone. Every now and then she’d slip in a “I seriously can’t believe that happened” or “I’m so embarrassed,” I completely understood. If that happened to you, in front of your crush would you be all mellow and happy? I don’t think so.
That night I just couldn’t fall asleep. It wasn’t that there were a million thoughts going through my head or I just wasn’t tired, I just couldn’t fall asleep. I decided to start reading, hoping that would do the trick. It didn’t. I looked at the clock 2:34 A.M. I was getting so irritated with the fact that I couldn’t sleep, even though I was majorly tired.
I finally fell asleep at about 3:25 A.M. I woke up to the not-so-cute-anymore tune of my alarm clock at six. Less than three hours of sleep, great way to start the third day of school! I took a lot longer doing my morning routine than usual, but I was too tired to worry about being late for school.
In what seemed like forever, I got to school. My body felt so heavy as I was walking down halls from class to class. I managed to stay awake in all my classes before lunch. Eating food didn’t really help, not even the two sodas I had, did anything to make me less sleepy. I walked into fifth period. I said hi to Annelise, then plunked down in my seat, put my head down on my desk and closed my eyes. Just as I was beginning to fall asleep, I felt someone poke me. Thinking it was Cooper, the boy that sits next to Annelise that also seemed to take pleasure in annoying me; I said “Leave me alone” I felt another poke. I tried to ignore it but when I felt a third poke, I was fed up. “Leave me alone you annoying creeper!” I blurted out of my mouth.
“Oh, Miss. Thomas,” I heard Mrs. Roucle say, while poking me again. My eyes shot open wide and I jumped up. She looked rather angry... why me?!
madkitty:
This is a really good story, I'm surprised nobody has commented on it!
TheHSNotebook:
Thank so much. I stopped writing if, because I felt people did not enjoy due to the lack of feedback. However, thnx your comment, I'm planning on writing a new story and possible continuing with this one. Thank you very much for ur comment and support :D
caffeinated.joy:
It might get discouraging when you don't get the feedback you want, but don't ever let it stop you from writing. Often people don't say anything because they don't feel they have anything constructive to say. As I've said in a few other threads in which people expressed the same sentiment, I can't count the number of times I've posted something I was proud of and gotten nothing in return. Yes, I will admit, it does sting, but if I post only for the comments, then I'm cutting off my own nose to spite my face. If I create something and share, it's because I love it and want others to see what I've done, not for the accolades I might get. :)
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