The Never Ending Sleepover

Chapter 1

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I'm sitting on a hard, royal blue, cold cafeteria stool. Laughing my brain’s off. My best friend Samantha, sitting across from me, made me laugh. She is always cracking jokes, especially about guys. Samantha and I have been best friends since third grade. I love her to death but I will always envy her long curly blonde hair, blue eyes and perfect smile.

I collected myself and said “I'm going to get a soda. You want one?”

She shook her head to say no and continued laughing.

I stood up and walked over to the drink machine, passing tables and people that I’ve known since kindergarten.

I reach in my back pocket for a dollar and put it in the machine. The machine eats up my dollar and I select a can of Coke. I pick up the can of soda, open it, and take a sip.

I turn around to go back to my table and I bang into someone. Well someone bangs into me; I look to see who I spilled all my Coke over. It was Chris Rodgers! I waited for his rude remarks, but they never came. I heard him mumble something that heard a lot like an apology. My ears must be playing a joke on me though, Chris doesn’t apologize.

I looked up at his face and saw his eyes, blood shot red. I saw tear stains on his face. I opened my mouth to ask what happened but he was gone.

I walked back to the table, passing the same people and the same tables. I sit down on the hard stool and Samantha was texting, probably her mom. She looked at me confused and asked “Where’s the soda?”

“Oh, I spilled it all over Chris.”

She started cracking up and said “Wish I saw it. What did that douche bag say this time?”

“It was on accident.”

“Oh, that’s the story were going with. Okay what did he ‘on accidently’ do?”

“He just banged into me, and it spilled all over him. Samantha I think there’s something wrong with Chris.”

“You mean the multiple STD’s the boy has?”

“Samantha, I spilled my soda all over him and he didn’t say anything. He actually apologized! He also looks like he was crying.”

“It was probably nothing; a girl probably just kicked him in his manhood.”

I cracked a smile and Samantha changed the subject to the big Social Studies test next period.