Midnight Memories ➳ h.s

Chapter 1: HAVE A PURR-FECT DAY!

Aren't Friday's suppose to be good? This one started badly. The note on my nightstand didn't tell me anything useful. My eyelids wanted to stay closed; my favorite jeans were in the hamper; and there was no milk in the fridge. Worst of all, my cell phone was dead: the shiny, candy red one that I'll have until it falls into a gutter; the one that has a calendar and reminder bells and it's essentially my portable, socially acceptable security blanket.

"You'll be fine," my mom said during the drive to school this morning.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"I could have a huge math test today. There could be a school assembly that I won't know about."

"It's just one day, Lucy. You'll be fine without your phone for one day"

Now , right now , standing here, I have proof that my mom was wrong. I am not fine without my phone for one day.

Today is the day I needed a new T-Shirt for gym class. Had it not been dead, my phone, the phone my mom and I programmed together at the start of the year with important little reminders like this one, would have instructed me, in its tiny block lettering, to bring a shirt for Phys. Ed. Today.

Therefore, today is the day I. Standing in gym shorts and my winter sweater, wondering what to do. I can't very well wear a sweater for basketball (which is what we're playing, according to the board near the locker room door), So I ask page if she has an extra top. We won't ever really be friends, but she still responds over over enthusiastically.

"Sure, Lucy, here you go. Forgot your clean shirt again, huh?"

Again?

I make a mental note to jot myself a real note later, while at the same time wondering why today's note didn't mention bringing a gym shirt.

Page interrupts train of thought. She smiles and hands me a bright yellow oversized tee with a beaming cat on it that reads: HAVE A PURR-FECT DAY!

"Thanks," Page, I grumble as I take the shirt from her and quickly put it on. It neatly covers the shorts and quickly put it on. It nearly covers the short shorts! That I'm wearing. Why my locker contained shorts and not some other warmer, cuter piece of bottom-covering sportswear, I have no clue.

Note to self: add "bring pants" to note to self, too.

I feel like page is watching me. I glance at her and , yep, she's watching me. We exchange pleasant nods before I throw my street clothes into the locker, slam it, and head out to the gym.

As I walk, two thoughts run through my mind. First, I wonder whether Ms. Martinez will let me go to the nurse's office for a band-aid to cover the painful heel blister that I can feel grating against my sneakers with every step. And, second, I can't help but thank my lucky stars that only the twelve other hapless souls with first-period gym class will see me in this hideous ensemble.

Unfortunately for me, Mr.Martinez is a cold hearted woman.

"No" she says, when I ask to go to the nurse's office before the game begins

"No" I ask in disbelief.

"No", she says again, black eyes daring me to argue. She holds her whistle at the ready.

I'm not stupid so I don't press the issue. Instead,I hobble back the bench, join my teammates, and vow to play through the pain.

Then a half way through what I can only assume is the lowest-scoring basketball game in high school sports history, a noise ricochets through the echoing gym that wall at once makes my arm hairs stand on end, my eardrums seize up, and teeth chatter.

For a moment, I don't know what's going on. Ms. Martinez waves her arms in the direction of the exit, and my classmates begin lazily walking toward the doorway.

That when I get it.

We are having a fire drill.

We, the students of LakeView High School, are going outside. All 956 of us. While I , Lucy Lane, am sporting a bright yellow cat T-shirt that says HAVE A PURR-FECT DAY! And too-short shorts p for the entire student body to enjoy,

Yep, it's a good Friday indeed.

AUTHORS NOTE:

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