Life is Not a Movie

School Bells

"Nicole! Let's go! You're going to be late for school!" Jessa yelled from downstairs.

I covered my head with a pillow trying to go back to sleep. Zeus pulled my blanket off and then grabbed my pillow away from me.

"Just five more minutes." I groaned.

I hear Jessa walk in. "I've already given you 15."

I roll over and open my eyes. "Fine." I groan as I get up."

"Breakfast is downstairs when you're ready."

Jessa walked out, and I started getting dressed. I pulled on a light brown blouse, with gray jeans an combat boots, and a multicolored infinity scarf. Then I made my bed, fixed my hair, and brushed my teeth. I headed down stairs and was hit with the scent of waffles and coffee.

I grabbed a plate and stacked two waffles on it. Then drowned the waffles in whip cream and sprinkled it with strawberries. Delicious!

I went and sat in my normal spot and Tom and Jessa joined on either side of me.

Tom and Jessa talked about what thy were going to do today, while I ate my waffles in silence. Then Tom looked at me.

"So..."

I stopped chewing. "Tho wah?" I ask with a mouthful of food.

"Are you excited for your first day of highschool?

I shrugged, swallowing my mouthful of waffles. "I guess."

"What do you mean, you guess? High school is the best four years of your life! You should be excited." Jessa claimed.

"Well ya. I'm excited to be moving schools and all, but I think I would be more excited if I wasn't already worried about the audition."

"That's what this is about? Nicole, you can't let that ruin you're first day of school." Tom said.

"I know, i know. It's just been bothering me. I mean why does it take so long to decide, if I was a director I would be able to do the auditions, choose the next day, and then call them within two days saying the either got the  part or they didn't. And I mean it's easy enough for you to say not to worry, because you already know what part you got, meanwhile I'm tearing my hair over it. I mean, this can be my big break." I rambled on.

"Listen, just focus on getting past the first day of school, and I'm sure by the time you get home the director would have been waiting all day to call you." Jessa gave me a small smile of reassurance.

I smiled back. "Okay."

"Great! Now go get your stuff. I'll give you a ride on the way to work."

I ran and grabbed my backpack along with my violin. This year, Eric, Sam, and I managed to get into and advanced orchestra class, so they were asking that we bring our instruments the first day.

"Bye Dad!" I screamed from the doorway. And yes I have finally started calling him dad, but that doesn't mean that I haven't stopped calling him English, and sometimes there is and occasional Tom thrown in the mix. Old habits die hard.

"Don't I get a hug?" He asked, as he walked up to me. He pulled in me into one of his special hugs and gave me a kiss on the forehead. "Have a great day darling. And be nice to your teachers."

I laugh. "You're funny. By the end of the day, there won't be a single staff member that doesn't know my name. And it won't be because you're my dad." I quickly ran out the door, before he could say anything, and jumped in the car.

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"NNNNNIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCCC!!!!!!!"

Here we go again.

I was tackled to the ground as my best friend Eric ran into me.

"You know the drill Sam." I said as I saw Sam's shoes walk up to us.

I felt a heavy weight get lifted off of me. Sam held out her hand, which I gladly took, and helped me up.

"Thanks."

"Anytime."

We both looked at Eric, who was jumping up and down. I gripped her shoulders, and with every muscle I had, I held her down until she finally stopped jumping.

"Can you guys believe it?! We're finally high schoolers! This is amazing! I mean look at the size of this school!" Eric spun around then stopped at me.

"So, have you seen Spencer yet?"

"No. Not yet. Last I saw him was at the wedding, but that was in July. Although he did say that he wouldn't be back until school started."

That did make me wonder though. What had he done fore the past two months? He told me that he was going to Canada to visit his grandparents and that we wouldn't be able to communicate due to how much international calling costs. Which I really don't get, because Canada is basically an extension of the U.S.

"Alright, well then let's go get our schedules." Sam suggested, leading us over to a line of students.

I was standing in line, introducing myself to some students from the combining middle school, when something blocked my vision, and everything went black.

"Guess who?"

"If it's not my boyfriend or my dad, I will personally kick you in the nuts." I threaten, even though I knew it was Spencer.

"Well then it's a good thing I'm one of the two." Spencer took his hands away and I turned around.

"Spencer!" I jump into his arms and give him a big hug.

"Can't. Breath." He gasped.

"Suck it up." I tease.

I release him and jump down. He smiles at me and takes my hand.

"God, I've missed you. I can't even begin to tell you how boring it was to not be able to talk to you."

"Well it's good to know that you kept your promise and had absolutely no fun without me." I laugh.

"What can I say. You make my life more interesting." He smiles. "So what ave you been up to? Did you keep up your end of the deal?"

"Let's skip the disappointment and just remember how I am with promises."

"Got it."

DING. DING. DING.

The school bell rang, telling students to head to first period.

"What's your first class?" I ask Spencer.

He looks at his schedule. "Um... Honors Biology with Fulbright."

I look at my schedule and smile. "Me too."

Spencer smiled back and held out his arm. "Shall we?" He raised an eyebrow and I couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous he looked.

I hooked my arm through his and we took off.