I walked into the office the same woman that I'd spoken to that morning was stood by the photocopier.
" I was told I have a call"
"Oh yes Honey" she smiled "pick up that phone over there and press 6"
"Thanks" I walked across to the white phone next to a chair and picked it up.
Me * hello
Mom * Chris... honey I'm so sorry I didn't call earlier I lost track of the time with the whole fourteen hour time difference
Me * I understand
Mom *so how's school?
Me * I already have the lead in the play; Miss. Doyle's been in touch with the Music director her
Mom * awesome I knew you'd settle in... is Xander helping you?
Me * yeah
It was easier to say that than try to explain I wanted to come here and not have a baby sitter as such
Mom * so did Jess get off to school okay?
Me * yeah, see made a new friend next door in the same grade so they went together
Mom * and your Dad I bet was nervous?
Me * headless chicken
Mom * and you sorted it all out I'll bet.
Me * I did my best.
Mom * and your best is always amazing honey... oh I have to go I have a T.V. interview... I love you Chris and I'll be back next week
Me * okay Mom have fun... Love yo
The phone disconnected before I finished my sentence; and I cradled the receiver in my hands for a while. I loved the success both my parents had in their jobs but it took a lot of my childhood away having to look after Jess when they were gone.
"Christine" I blinked a couple of times and looked round at the Secretary "You zoned out there honey" she giggled a high tinkling laugh "Mr. Sorenson asked me to give you a practice schedule for the play" she held out a neon pink sheet of paper.
"Oh thanks; I'd better get back to class" I put the phone down and hurried out of the door. Xander was talking in the hall to Miranda's brother and a few more guys. "Excuse me" they parted so I could walk through the middle of them
"No; I'm telling you wait till you hear her" I glanced up at the voice that said it; It was Nikolai the guy who Miranda had been talking to. He was looking at another guy slightly shorter than he was.
"Hey Wisconsin" Jackson called out as I carried on walking I turned round "Packers don't suck it was the first thing Reba could think of" I shrugged.
"Well that's impressive..." I smiled "I was a little surprised that she actually knew the Packers were from Wisconsin. At least I now know her I.Q must be at least as big as her shoe size"
I turned away as Xander hung his head and closed his eyes the others all started to laugh as I walked away Xander was going to yell at me at dinner; but if people didn't like Christine Sommers then they were going to have to deal with it.
The rest of the morning was uneventful Miranda had English when I had History just before lunch she said she'd come find me when she was done. I went to my locker and pulled out my lunch and my cell phone and walked outside into the sunshine and I went over to my Car and sat on the Hood. I pulled an apple from the bag and dialed my Dad's number.
Dad * Christian Sommers
Me * so how's it going?
Dad * hi honey; it's going really well so far I've just been meeting with players and the other coaches.
Me * so you haven't yelled yet.
Dad * you and Jess make it sound like that's all I do... and no I haven't I don't want to scare them
Me * you're a doofus sometimes. Mom called me.
Dad * she said she was going to when she called me when I was driving here.
Me * I've seen Xander and Aunt Marie said we're having dinner there tonight
Dad * good; is Xander still annoyed that you won't let him show you around.
Me * a little but he'll get over it
Dad * made any friends?
Me * one so far; she seems fun oh and I got the lead in Grease
Dad * you've been in school half a day
Me * I know but I'll fill you in later.
Dad * okay honey have a good afternoon and I love you
Me * Love you too
I hung up as Reba walked by with Jackson
"So you have a boyfriend; long distance with a farm boy" she said smugly.
"Have you ever been north of the State line; or are you just an ignorant suck up southerner?" The mid west had taken enough bashing now this Mid west girl was biting back
"I've been to New Orleans" she bragged. I slid off the hood of my car as I spotted Miranda walking out of the school
"Aw honey... that's sweet but that's actually due west; but good try" I looked at Jackson "What I said before I take it back the shoe size is so much larger" I pushed my phone into my pocket as Reba stood in shock I waved a Miranda. Jackson bit his lip and shook his head
"Yeah well the Packers play in the snow and it's stupid" she stammered struggling for something to throw at me
"Yep they do and yes it is because your ass goes numb and the beer freezes when it's thirty below but hell they know how to party" I winked "hey Miranda" I walked away
"Oh she got you there" Jackson laughed
"Shut up Jackson" She pulled away from him and stalked to where the rest of her friends were sitting.
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It's in the accent (Chris's story pt1)
RomanceMoving schools is one thing; moving schools from one end of the country to the other is another... Christine Sommers family have picked up and moved from the heart of Cow country in Wisconsin down to the Sunshine State so her Dad can take up a coach...