Right as I wake up I hear my phone buzzing continuously. They're all from Tracy. "Wake up stupid, you're late for school!" That text stood out to me. It was 9:00 AM school starts at 8 AM.
"Shoot!" I yell. I hop out of bed, grab my Khaki cut off jeans and my Tie Dye hundreds shirt. I threw them on as quickly as possible. I rush to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I get a few good brushes in and spit the rest out. I rush downstairs to the front door where my grey vans rest at the bottom stair. I slips them on as fast as possible. My backpack sitting right next to my shoes. I throw it on my back frantically. I grab my keys off the table and run out the door.
I end up getting to school at exactly 9:18 AM. I rush to my second period geometry class and halfway knock the door off its hinges.
"I'm here I'm here" I say completely out of breath. I sit in my seat which is directly next to Tracy. I look over to her and she's laughing hysterically just as the rest of the class was.
Mr. Roberts looks directly at me and scolds "Late again I see Mr. Jones" the class begins to laugh as I rest my head on my desk, still drowsy. "What's your reason this time."
I pick up my head from my desk and reply "Well you see there was this angry pack of wolves that I had to fight off of this helpless old women. I could see that she wasn't fit to take on 8 dogs alone so I, being the heroic guy I am, I go help her" he stops me without letting me finish. The whole classroom is laughing extremely loud not.
Mr. Roberts hushes the class. "Just don't let it Happen again Nick. One more tardy and I'll have to write you up."
"Will do Mr. Roberts." I say.
Tracy continues to laugh. She looks at me and whispers "You're so stupid Nick" the class lasted for about 15 minutes more before the bell rang for 3rd period. Tracy walks beside me.
"That was quite a good excuse for you being late" she says with a giggle.
"Yeah I know right, I think he bought it" I say sarcastically. Me and Tracy basically had the same schedule despite our 5th period were she had visual arts and I had theatre. We usually walk with each other to our classes but today was different. After we walked for about a minute down the hallway to our English class, she parts with a guy named Bishop. Bishop was a good guy don't get me wrong. Tall, Star of the basketball team, respectful. All around Good guy.
Tracy smiles at him and looks back to me "I'll meet you in class, alright?" I don't think to much of it. I reply to her "okay see you there"
I walk the rest if the way to English alone. We have 10 minutes between classes so I just sat In my desk waiting for Tracy to come in. I began reading my book when she didn't show up for a little. The book I'm currently reading is Looking For Alaska by John Green. Amazing author I'll tell you. I read for about 3 minutes and someone slams my book shut. I immediately know who It is without looking up. "How's this book you're reading now?" Tracy says as she reads the back of the book for the description.
"It was great until you shut it in my face" I reply to her, sounding more irritated then I intended.
"Oh, sorry it just looked interesting" she laughs.
"Yeah it is I'll let you borrow it when I finish" I say to her
"Sounds like a plan chocolate drop!" She say excitedly. Okay before you laugh, chocolate drop is her little nick name she has for me, she thinks it's cute. She's been calling me chocolate drop since our 8th grade year.
"So, anything happening between you and bishop?" I have no idea why I asked that. Maybe so I could here her say "nothing much" or maybe even "nothing at all" would be better in my opinion.
She replies "I don't know I think he likes me"
I feel a little concerned so I had to ask "Do you like him back?" A part of me wants her to say "HECK NO!" but she replies with a slight smile "I don't know, maybe"
My heart fell just a little at this. The bell rang and English class started. For the rest of the school day I think about if there's ever going to be anything between them two.
"Should I make my move on her now?" I think to myself. "No we've been friends too long, I don't want to ruin anything between us" "Maybe I should just bring it up and see what she say" I keep thinking all the whole way home. When I pull into my driveway, I see my friend Justin sitting on my front porch. I think to myself "Thank god, now I have someone to talk about this with."
