Miss me? (Discontinued For Now)

The Dreaded Moment

So here is the deal. The reason I haven't updated was because one day I was going to update both of my stories. I was finnishing this new chapter, my computer froze and the only way to get it back to being able to be used was to restarts it. So by doing that I lost all my work I was working on. As much as I didnt want to lose it, I needed the computer. Plus I  started year Nine of Middle School a few days ago!! Its a great school and I have met some really nice people and a really awkkward smelly person o.O anywaysss here is what I have been working on when I got the chance! Enjoyyyy

I wake up to the dreaded sound of my alarm clock. People have told me not to have my favourite song as my alarm but did I listen? No, of course not! So my hand flings out to slap the snooze button silencing If you Cant Hang by Sleeping With Sirens.I drag myself out of my warm and comfy bed and step into my en-suite bathroom. My bathroom is fairly big.I have black and white marble counter tops and a square sink, along with a square tap. The tap is sterling silver. The toilet is well, a toilet. But the shower. Oh my shower! My shower, other then my secret room, is my sanctuary. It has seven different shower head settings and the tub is a Jacuzzi. It also has the option for the shower heads on the walls to spray, massaging you.

Once I finish my bathroom routine which includes shaving my legs, washing my hair with jasmine scented shampoo and conditioner, and washing my body with grapefruit. I Swiss braid my hair to my left side of my head. I put some lacy underwear on with a matching leopard print lacy bra. I put on my blue areopostal undershirt on along with my blue light top. The back has a checkered patter. This past summer I wore it to the beach and got a tan like that.

The game was playing tic tac toe on my back. Anyways, I throw on some denim skinny jeans and grab my Wolf Pack jacket and my red converse. I glance at my clock on my bedside table. It reads 8:15. Wait. What?! 8:15?! I'm late! I run down the stairs, grab an apple, kiss my mom on her cheek goodbye, grab my keys, and run out the door. I hop into my Dodge truck and speed down the road. I get to school about five minutes later and make a quick stop at my locker grabbing my Romeo and Juliet book. I make my way to class, open the door, and every ones eyes flash to me.

'Why is everyone staring at me......" I ask

"Its cause we never thought you were capable of it."someone says

"What are you talking about??" I demand

"You changed everyone. You united everyone yesterday in the rain. Everyone is talking about it. Some even posted a video." A short, brown haired boy walked up to me and showed me a video on his phone. The video was of me when I was spinning around in the rain. Then it cut to the football game. It showed all the kids running and that one person that slipped. Then it zoomed to all our faces smiling and laughing.

"So? I don't get what the big deal is." But I never got my answer because the bell rang signaling that first block had begun. The teacher walks in and tells the class to settle down.

"So today we will be reading the book Romeo and Juliet, can I get two volunteers?" Nobody moves.

"Looks like I will chose!" She claps her hands in excitement. She points to a random girl and guy. They drag themselves up to the front of the class and start reading.

The class goes on like this till the bell rings. We all leave the class to go to our next block. I pass a few kids from yesterday and offer them a small smile and walk to the caf to grab a breakfast sandwich and a drink. When I enter the caf everyone stares at me. Some even start to whisper. I walk over to the nearest table and stand up on the shair.

"OKAY. LISTEN UP EVERYBODY." I yell "JUST BECAUSE I PLAYED FOOTBALL IN THE RAIN DOESEN'T MEAN YOU CAN STARE AT ME. NOW HOW MANY OF YOU PLAYED IN THE RAIN YESTERDAY WITH ME." I ask. People start to reaise their hands.

"Now how many of you had fun in the rain?" I ask. Everyone raises their hands.

"SO why do you all stare at me?" I ask looking around at the people in front of me. Nobody answers me.

"Exactly. Now if you will excuse me I am going to get food." With that I stepp off the stool and go and get my food. On my way out I get many high-fives and nods. I finnish my food and drink and go to my next class- Math. Math I don't find hard but I find it annoying. It passes just fine. But then comes along Gym. I quickly change into my black shorts and red shirt and head out onto the pitch.

"Okay class, today we will be playing softball so go and get your mitts." My gym teacher talls everyone." I feel myself pale.

"M-m-m-mr.Lucas-s-s. D-d-d-oo I Ha-a-ave To?" I stutter out.

"Yes. No better way to get over it then to embrace it." He even knows what happened. How could he make me play? How could he. I go to the box and pull our my glove. It fits on my hand perfectly. I look down at it sadly and go over to the bats. I pick out my old bat and sit down waiting further instructions. He splits us up on to teams. My team is up to bat first. As the line goes up to bat, my turn approches. I'm up to bat. I walk up to the plate.

Line your feet up I hear. Grip the bat with evenly spread hands, not to tight but not to loose I continue to hear. I see the pitcher wind up and release the ball. I swing the bat back and directly hit the ball with the perfect amount of momentum at the perfect time. It soars high about all the players and to the far right of the feils. The outfielders start running to get it. I run to first base, then second then third then finnaly home plate. I easily get a home run then go and walk off the feild back to the school. I look over my shoulder to see the gym teacher give me that "nod" saying its fine. I walk into the changeroom, rip off my gym strip, shove it into my bag and change. I walk to my locker just as the bell rings. I grab my lunch bag and walk outside to my spot. I walk into the woods a bit and sit down. I have been coming here since I started school. Nobody knows where this spot is. I pull out my food and start eating. I just sit and listen to the sounds of nature, thinking back to what happened earlier. I'm in deep thought when I hear a bell in the background. The school bell I think to myself. I pack up and pick myself off the ground and head back to school.

Sorry I didn't write about the peer counsiling part but I don't think anyone reads this so if you do please help meh out by leafing a comment about what you think of it. It would really help me out. Till next time

XoXo Jazz