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once back when we were still friends.
“So I’m going to have to put you on probation,” she told me with a sad expression. And for a moment I wondered if I might have gotten off if not for Mr. Myers’ presence.
“What exactly does that mean?” I asked.
“It means that you are suspended from cheerleading for the next two weeks.”
“Okay.” I nodded. I could handle this. After all, the first game wasn’t until early December, and Flair Fair wasn’t until after Christmas. Maybe this wasn’t really such a bad consequence. I attempted a meek smile.
“And that means no practicing as well, Jordan.”
“What?”
“You aren’t allowed to be with the cheerleaders for two weeks.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
“No, I am not. Perhaps this will be a good reminder to everyone that we really enforce the standards.” Satisfied, I’m sure, that she had ruined my life, she turned and smiled at Mr. Myers, who was finally getting into his SUV.
“But, Ms. Brookes,” I pleaded with her as he drove away, “that means I won’t know the routines for Flair Fair, not to mention basketball season.”
“I know. It’s a shame too. Somehow the squad will just have to get by without you.” And with that she just walked over to her car and drove away.
Now, you’d think that I would’ve had time to cool off as I walked home from school in the freezing cold wearing my practice shorts, since as fate would have it my cell phone battery was totally dead, but I think I only got madder and madder with each stupid step. I was quickly becoming enraged and felt seriously worried for anyone who crossed my path.
By the time I got home, there was absolutely no reasoning with me. I figured the smart ones would just get out of my way.
“What’s wrong?” asked Leah as I stormed in the back door and threw my bag on the floor.
“Life sucks!” I growled as I pushed my way past her.
Fortunately, she had the good sense not to say anything else, because I think I might’ve done her some serious damage.
“I need a ride to Scouts,” yelled Tommy as soon as he spied me going up the stairs.
“Ask someone else!” I snarled at him.
“But Mom and Dad aren’t here,” he said. “You’re supposed to take me.”
I turned around and glared at him. “I cannot take you to Scouts or anywhere else tonight. So just forget it!” Then I went into my room and slammed the door so hard that my mirror actually fell off. I couldn’t believe it didn’t break since it would only make sense that this day would have been followed by seven long years of bad luck.
Right now my plan is never to emerge from my room again, because if I do, I am quite certain that I will kill someone—Shawna Frye, to be exact. I have no doubt that she not only stole my boyfriend but also my jeans and my car keys. And I seriously wish she were dead.
nine
T HANK GOODNESS IT’S F RIDAY , I TOLD MYSELF AS I DROVE TO SCHOOL today. If I could just make it through this day, I would have two blissful days to recover from my increasingly messy life—which is rather ironic, since I totally abhor messes of any kind, particularly when they’re related to me.
Of course, the only reason I had a car to drive today was because my dad drove me back over to the school to get mine last night. That was after my little brother called my parents and told them that I was going totally crazy and that they’d better get home before he called up the mental hospital and asked them to take me away.
I’m sure he thought he had good reason to do this since I was basically flipping out in my room, screaming and throwing things and carrying on like a wild woman—and creating more messes, as it turned out. Pretty much out of character. Actually, it wasn’t quite as bad as it sounded, although I did break a lamp. But it was an old lamp, and I didn’t really care for it anyway.
“It’s like I don’t know who I am anymore,” I had complained as my dad drove me
“So I’m going to have to put you on probation,” she told me with a sad expression. And for a moment I wondered if I might have gotten off if not for Mr. Myers’ presence.
“What exactly does that mean?” I asked.
“It means that you are suspended from cheerleading for the next two weeks.”
“Okay.” I nodded. I could handle this. After all, the first game wasn’t until early December, and Flair Fair wasn’t until after Christmas. Maybe this wasn’t really such a bad consequence. I attempted a meek smile.
“And that means no practicing as well, Jordan.”
“What?”
“You aren’t allowed to be with the cheerleaders for two weeks.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
“No, I am not. Perhaps this will be a good reminder to everyone that we really enforce the standards.” Satisfied, I’m sure, that she had ruined my life, she turned and smiled at Mr. Myers, who was finally getting into his SUV.
“But, Ms. Brookes,” I pleaded with her as he drove away, “that means I won’t know the routines for Flair Fair, not to mention basketball season.”
“I know. It’s a shame too. Somehow the squad will just have to get by without you.” And with that she just walked over to her car and drove away.
Now, you’d think that I would’ve had time to cool off as I walked home from school in the freezing cold wearing my practice shorts, since as fate would have it my cell phone battery was totally dead, but I think I only got madder and madder with each stupid step. I was quickly becoming enraged and felt seriously worried for anyone who crossed my path.
By the time I got home, there was absolutely no reasoning with me. I figured the smart ones would just get out of my way.
“What’s wrong?” asked Leah as I stormed in the back door and threw my bag on the floor.
“Life sucks!” I growled as I pushed my way past her.
Fortunately, she had the good sense not to say anything else, because I think I might’ve done her some serious damage.
“I need a ride to Scouts,” yelled Tommy as soon as he spied me going up the stairs.
“Ask someone else!” I snarled at him.
“But Mom and Dad aren’t here,” he said. “You’re supposed to take me.”
I turned around and glared at him. “I cannot take you to Scouts or anywhere else tonight. So just forget it!” Then I went into my room and slammed the door so hard that my mirror actually fell off. I couldn’t believe it didn’t break since it would only make sense that this day would have been followed by seven long years of bad luck.
Right now my plan is never to emerge from my room again, because if I do, I am quite certain that I will kill someone—Shawna Frye, to be exact. I have no doubt that she not only stole my boyfriend but also my jeans and my car keys. And I seriously wish she were dead.
nine
T HANK GOODNESS IT’S F RIDAY , I TOLD MYSELF AS I DROVE TO SCHOOL today. If I could just make it through this day, I would have two blissful days to recover from my increasingly messy life—which is rather ironic, since I totally abhor messes of any kind, particularly when they’re related to me.
Of course, the only reason I had a car to drive today was because my dad drove me back over to the school to get mine last night. That was after my little brother called my parents and told them that I was going totally crazy and that they’d better get home before he called up the mental hospital and asked them to take me away.
I’m sure he thought he had good reason to do this since I was basically flipping out in my room, screaming and throwing things and carrying on like a wild woman—and creating more messes, as it turned out. Pretty much out of character. Actually, it wasn’t quite as bad as it sounded, although I did break a lamp. But it was an old lamp, and I didn’t really care for it anyway.
“It’s like I don’t know who I am anymore,” I had complained as my dad drove me
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