So, What do you want to do you want to do this weekend Soph’?2
I’m not really sure
3How about the Roxx?4
No! Carrie, you know I don’t like the Roxx…5
Oh, of course, how could I forget? Cause going to the Roxx would mean wearing mini skirts, short-shorts, anything that shows you have a figure, and that you’re not a mermaid… 6
Sophie Sighed. 7
“Is there something you would like to share with the class, Miss Porthos, Miss Dolton?” Mr. Bedard, the math teacher said coldly across the room from his cluttered and un-organized desk. 8
“Uhh-No Sir” Sophie squeaked quickly out to the class while crumpling the note into the corner of her desk before the teacher could find it. 9
I said something under my breath in my low husky voice that Sophie couldn’t make out.10
“Ughh screw this” I grumbled to myself while I threw my messy-written on Math text book into the desk to see that it went flying out the other side and hitting the person ahead of my desk.11
“Carrie! Shhhh” Sophie hissed.12
Sophie had never been the one to stand up to people, from the years I knew her; she would never stand up for anyone. She’s way too shy. 13
Everyone looked to the corner of the class where we were sitting because of all of the noise we were making, especially the angry girl in front of me that had gotten hit by my book; her pearly green eyes glaring at me, with her straight red hair flowing to her broad shoulders. 14
I’m pretty sure she is on the volleyball team. Yes, that’s right, last year in gym class when we were in the volleyball unit. She kept yelling at me because I wouldn’t move. Her name is Shelly Eaton. Just by looking at her you can tell she is a jock; with her broad shoulders covered by her long red hair, and all of her clothing that she wears from Sports Chek, and especially her eleventh grade boyfriend clinging to her side 24/7. Chris Owen; The track Star, course they should be destined to be.15
Every junior girl at Buckley High would kill to be her, including me. My hair was dyed black two years ago in March to get rid of my hideous curly blond hair before high school, now it is long jet black hair that I straighten to hide my ears…and most of the rest of my face. My dark brown eyes, almost black are always hidden by my bangs, which I always intended. Compared to Shelly Eaton, I look like a vampire. My ivory skin, which I could of dealt with if I was a redhead --- stupid genetics --- and green eyes. And then my frail little body that stands at 5’5 that anyone could snap like a twig. If I tried I could have been my mother’s ballerina, I think that’s what she wanted, but I wanted to do hockey. I’m not sure if I disappointed her, or what.16
I was never the prettiest girl in elementary school but I was happy back then. 17
“Miss Dolton, maybe you should finish your work at the library, since the class room has too many distractions for you?” Mr. Bedard impatiently said standing at the edge of my desk.18
I wonder when he got there.19
I stayed quiet, hoping he would just drop it and go away20
“I’m waiting...” Mr. Bedard said, now getting angry. 21
Geese did this man ever do anything wrong in class? Get sent to detention? Or even failed a test? 22
Doubt it.23
I could see Mr. bedard forty years ago sitting in a desk at the front of the class room, With a crappy come-over that went out of style decades ago… and him getting stuffed into a small locker by huge footballers, or maybe even the chess team. 24
And look at him now, fat and bald, with his dorky harry potter glasses that would always slide down his face while he would teach a lesson. I don’t think this man has ever gotten a date in his life. He only picks on me, and everyone else because he’s jealous; we have hair, and lives, and mates, while he never did. 25
“Nope. I’m good here Teach’” I said while showing a huge smirk.26
A growling sound came from Mr. Bedard which almost made him sound animal-like. 27
“Well then, I’ve had enough of this.” I said again to myself. I slammed my large black heals onto he desk, and closed my eyes.28
“Carrie…” Sophie started to say, but didn’t.29
I looked over to see if her mouth got taped shut, or she got kidnapped. But, no, she was there in the corner huddled in her books rushing to finish…like always. And like always she would keep close to the wall, maybe she thought she would turn invisible. 30
Thirteen minutes until lunch period. I closed my eyes again, and fell asleep.31
What felt like seconds later I was viciously woken by the angry school bell, and Sophie shaking my shoulder like I was on fire, while packing her bags up to leave.32
“Carrie, wake up, Carrie, class is over, carri—‘Sophie said nervously.33
“… Sophie! I got it, thanks.” I growled at her. 34
She looked like someone had smacked her in the face.35
Whoops.36
“Uhmmm Sophie, you never answered my question before…” I said in a nicer tone, hoping she would brighten up. Though I could usually care less about if I hurt people, Sophie is special. She’s my best friend. 37
When my mom had died from cancer a few years ago, she was always there for me, though I would act like I didn’t care I lost the closest person to me, she knew I was hurting. And we became close. 38
“Well, we could see what Ashley had planned… and maybe the three of us could hang out at her house and watch films.”39
Films. That’s what she called them, she sounds like she’s from England, or Ireland the way she speaks. But no, she’s from some place in Greece. You can tell by her bright green eyes, and her beautiful curly brown hair. Not by her voice. She only lived there for 6 years, and then she moved to Canada, so she got an American accent. 40
“Joy” I said emotionlessly while looking at my feet.41
“Umm I guess we better leave Car’” Sophie mentioned.42
I looked around the class room; completely empty. No one but Mr. Bedard was there. 43
I grabbed my small black cell phone out of my pocket, and started furiously tapping the numbers. 44
“Yeah, I guess we should, lets go to my locker, Kay?” I asked Sophie in a warm voice. Now that math class is over I’m in a better mood. 45
Sophie nodded, snatched her pink and white American eagle book bag and strode to the door. 46
We walked down the hallway in silence, until we reached my locker. ‘1406’. with a swift movement of my right hand, I slammed my locker door open. 47
It was a mess… my books from several classes cluttered on the bottom, with more loose papers that I should probably study, but won’t get around to it, my sandwich…from last week, and many pieces of gum, and other hard candy wrappers; Enough to make a temple. My stepmom always gives me lectures about how a lady never chews gum in public. It’s like she’s from the thirties…Maybe that’s why my dad fell for her… because he’s from the thirties... Well, no, but close enough, She’s like in her early thirties, and then my dad is almost in his late fifties. It’s just…wrong. 48
The vibration from my cell phone saying I have a new text message brought me back to reality. 49
I again snatched my small black cell phone from my jeans pocket and quickly read it. “Text message from Ashley” I whispered while handing my cell phone to her to read it. 50
Ashley’s Cell Phone 51
07/02/2006 11:36A.M 52
Heyya, Ashley what 53
Do you wanna do this 54
Weekend?? 55
Reply:56
07/02/2006 11:39A.M57
Hey. You guys could come 58
Over to my house, Carrie you59
Could get a ride from your mom60
Or dad?61
I grumbled at the word ‘mom’. She is not my mom, and she will never be my mom! My mom died, and no one is going to replace her, especially that Barbie Doll my dad married.62
“It works for me, we could watch films eh Care’?”63
Before Sophie could take a second glance I took the cell phone out o her fragile polished hands and started to reply to Ashley’s message. 64
Ashley’s cell phone65
07/02/2006 11:41A.M66
STEPMOM *angry face*67
And yeah, that works for us.68
Meet you after class.69
~Carrie70
I slammed my cell phone shut so hard I thought it would break off...again. That would suck.71
I don’t mean to act so rude to people…especially my two good friends Just, I’m always so angry all of the time, and sometimes I can’t help it! My life was perfect only two years ago, then…my mom got cancer in January, we don’t know why. The doctors said that the sickness was spread too much, and has been there for years, so they couldn’t do anything to help. How could it have been there for years and we didn’t know? If we found out sooner, she might have made it, and they could have caught it in time! And she could have been there to watch me graduate grade eight, go into grade nine, meet my first boyfriend, and could have been that someone I told about my first kiss, and my first heartbreak. 72
Then in March she…died. We had had the funeral March fifteenth, my father and I had made it so it was small, and not a big deal. It was only me, him, Grams’, Grammpa, Uncle John, Sophie and her parents, and Ashley and her dad. My dad was a wreck, worse than I was. When my mom died, I got so angry at myself, and thinking it was my fault she was dead, that I dyed all of my beautiful wavy locks into a dead black, and got bangs to hide my face. I’m not really sure why I did it, but…I did. Maybe it was because i look too much like my mom; her wavy blond locks, her dark brown eyes, and her bright red cheeks, and that would kill my dad, Everyday having to look at his daughter and see a perfect reflection of the love of his life.73
My mom and dad had been married for over thirty years and then she just…dies. When I was little every night I would beg my parents to tell me the story of how they met, and they always did, it is so romantic. The two of them never spoke or had contact, because they were in completely different groups of friends; my dad was a popular jock, and then my mom was a brainiac. When they were grouped up in a science project in grade eleven, and as they worked they began to know each other better, like they were best friends for their entire lives, and then one day they fell in love, They dated all the way through high school without arguments, without breaking-up-and-getting-back-together. Then finally the grade twelve Prom came, and at the end of the night my dad purposed, and they got married. Mom said that Grams was always angry at her for running off to Vegas and getting married at The Elvis Presley Chapel only at the age of nineteen. I am going to admit, it is a stupid thing to do, getting married at such an early age…in Vegas, but they loved each other so much, and they are…I mean were married a healthy amount of time. That reminds me of the saying that a minister would say at a wedding; ‘Through life, or death.’74
The worst part is that only months later he goes to the Bar, and meets my horrid step mother. Beautiful as she was, she treated me terribly, but my father never noticed. She was like the evil step mother in Cinderella. 75
I didn’t realize that Sophie and I were walking down (well Sophie was actually leading me while I zoned into space) to the cafeteria until Ashley was standing in front of us, with her beloved boyfriend Kyle. Its not that I have a problem with Kyle, it’s just that I have to see him every single day; in the morning, at lunch, at third period, after school, at my house.76
Am I dating him? No. 77
Well, I guess that’s not a real reason. The real reason is because he is such a player; he has dated almost all of the girls at Buckley high! But, Ashley always says “oh, he has changed. This is real. I love him, and he loves me, maybe he is the one.” I know I must sound like a terrible friend, I’m not! Really! I really do wish it will work out with the two of them, but I just know it wont…from experience. 78
Kyle and I dated before my mom died, four months and twelve days. I had wished the same as Ashley is, but I knew it wouldn’t…A girl can wish. Kyle and I did everything together, we were soul mates, like a cheesy movie we would go to the movies, and go for long walks on a beach, and he constantly told me he loved me. Then, at the end of January when my mom got sick and had to go to the hospital, everything changed. I changed. The two of us stayed together, barely. Kyle would come with me to the hospital to visit my mom once and awhile, and it bothered me, I’m not sure why, Maybe because, at that time, when my mom so close to death, I wanted to be with her, her and my family. Kyle had no reason to be there. Especially the day she died. 79
March twelfth, 7:08AM my mom’s heart stopped beating, they brought the crash carts in her room, but they did no good. The scream of the horrid machine that calculated my mothers no longer beating heart filled the quiet hallways of the hospitals. 80
I think that made me explode inside, because no matter how much I was in love with Kyle, I snapped. 81
When my mother’s heart stopped beating, I ran into the waiting area, tears streaming down my face, and my hands to my ears to block out the sound…The world. Kyle followed me.82
“Carrie, I am so sorry! I just, can’t even say ho many times I am sorry. You’re mom, is…” he said in a sobbing voice. Why did he have to sob? His mother didn’t die, MINE DID!83
“Dead, yes I am aware of that Kyle. MY MOM IS DEAD!” I screamed at him with tears still pouring down my face. 84
“Carrie…” he started.85
“JUST GO KYLE YOU’RE NOT WANTED HERE. NOT BY MY DAD, NOT BY THE DOCTORS, AND NOT BY ME.” I said still screaming at him. I bet the entire hospital could hear me.86
“Carrie, you don’t mean that.” 87
I stayed quiet for a moment, thinking how I would respond.88
“Yes, I do. Goodbye Kyle.” I said in a quiet voice with my dead down.89
He just stared in awe… I wondered if he heard me. That’s when I got my answer. He stood up, and just walked away without saying a word.90
That was the last time we have even spoken since that day.91
The last sound I heard were his sneakers squeaking down the hallway, and then the sound of the monitor still crying through the hospital.92
And then it was all black.93
“Hey guys!” Ashley called out in her quiet voice over the crowd of the school herding to the cafeteria. 94
“Hey, Ashley! Kyle!” Sophie Giggled. She had always thought Kyle was cute, which made her always so giggly. 95
“Hey, Soph’’ Kyle said. ‘Hey, Carr’ he paused. Don’t tell me he was gunna use his nickname for me, if he was he isn’t gunna survive another day ‘uhh Carrie” he finished.96
I ignored him.97
“So Ashley what are we doing after school?” I said before he spoke again.98
“Well, are you guys gunna come to my house after school? And we could figure out what to do after that…” Ashley recommended.99
“Sure!” Sophie called out.100
“Ok, and Carrie you already said it was a good idea, you and Sophie just have to make sure is Ok with your parents”101
“Its fine with mine, what about you Care’?”102
“Like my dad would care” I said coldly. 103
“Kyle, would you like to come too?” Ashley asked.104
Oh no!105
“Uhmmm I have, uhh… Football tonight.” He lied, not even staring at Ashley, but me. He must have read my face. He had always said I was so readable. 106
Thank god. 107
“Oh, ok. Well, we better go and talk about our plans tonight” Ashley said to Kyle. 108
“Iight, later” Kyle said while giving Ashley a quick kiss on the cheek, then he finally left.109
“Carrie, why do you insist on being so mean to Kyle?” Ashley hissed in a quiet voice as we walked to our table in the cafeteria.110
I sighed “I have my reasons. I’ll try not to be mean to him… next time I talk to him” I said smiling, as I sat down with the others. 111
They laughed.112
Everyone went quiet for awhile. I sat there with my music blaring in my ears, Ashley reading a magazine, and Sophie was reading a book called ‘the Runaway’ for her book club. 113
Ashley gasped.114
“Guys I have a GREAT idea for tonight. Instead of staying in and watching movies’ she looked around her suspiciously for her annoying little niner cousin Marco, who --- if he found out --- would tell Ashley’s parents and we would all get in trouble. ‘we sneak out”115
1, 2, 3116
“NO! Are you insane! We would get in so much TROUBLE! NO! NO! NO!” Sophie screamed loud enough that the entire school would hear, thankfully…we were in the cafeteria so her voice was washed out by everyone else’s chattering. 117
“Sophie, come on. No one would find out. I think Ashley’s idea is great. We sneak out and just chill. What’s the problem? How the hell could we get caught? Ashley’s rents will be asleep, and we just go out the window and hang out till sunrise.” I explained to Sophie.118
She said nothing for a few seconds “What time do we leave?” she finally said.119
Defeat.120
A smirk formed on both Ashley, and My faces “eleven”121
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