Just Act

Just Act 2 (Full)

Class was pretty boring except for Jaci’s constant chattering. She was like that one squirrel from Hoodwinked right after he drinks the coffee.  It was “Oh, Cora are you okay?” and “Cora! You look upset! Do you want to talk about it?”  Cora this, Cora that. Cora’s tired of Jaci asking questions!

She was extremely worried about me because of yesterday and thank God I wouldn’t see Kellie until lunch! I swear those two make the most annoying questioning team ever! Abel kept smirking at me every time I’d roll my eyes at something Jaci said. I swear I love that girl to death, but she’s such a jibber jabberer.

“I see you later J.C.” I say using her nickname, patting her on the back as she goes to leave.

“K.” Jaci stops in the doorway eyeing my warily, “You best be believing we’ll be talking about yesterday at lunch though.”

I gulp as I watch her walk out. I think I’ll just run to my locker, grab my lunch, and go to the auditorium instead of going to the cafeteria. It nice and quiet in there and I wouldn’t run into Emily at all. Not to mention that my script is probably there. Miss Spitzpatrick likes to post the scripts on the bulletin board. She’s a big ancient dinosaur with a mole the size of the universe on her cheek. Also, whenever she speaks spittle flies everywhere, hence her nickname of Miss Spit.

I pick up my books and stack them in size from biggest to smallest and start making my way down the hall. The school really should invest in remodeling. There’s brown tile everywhere in the hallways. On the floor, on the walls, it’s amazing that it isn’t on the ceiling. Why couldn’t they have picked a non-poop color then again chocolate is brown.

While I’m having these wonderful thoughts of school remodeling, guess who happens to throw his arm around my shoulders, Dallas. I know I “forgave” him, but didn’t mean I actually forgave him for yesterday. I shake his arm off.

Dallas gives me a little frown. “What’re you doing after school?”

I think for a moment, cocking my head to the side. “Probably just going home, why?”

“I was wondering if you’d like to come over. We got the indoor pool all set up.”

I grin. “Even the water slide?”

Dallas has a pool built into his house, if you hadn’t already guessed that. It has a fifteen foot water slide and the deep end of the pool is 14 feet deep. It also has a little waterfall attached to it and if you go through the waterfall there is a sitting area.

Dallas pokes me in the side. “Maybe you shouldn’t come over. Last time you nearly killed yourself on the slide.”

I rolled my eyes at him. “That was one time!”

Dallas stared at me for a moment, waiting for me to continue.

“Okay, more like 14.” I made a face.

You see interesting things happen when I’m around water slides, very interesting things. These said things would make even a tough biker cry because they’re so daring. What can I say though? I have a daredevil streak.

My thoughts were interrupted when my shoelace decided to come undone and thought it would be fun to trip me. I went face first into the ground. My books scattered all over the floor, tripping numerous other people. 

“Fudge!” I groaned rubbing my aching face.

Dallas immediately kneeled beside me, brushing my hands aside. He started to take inventory of my face. I could almost hear him thinking, 2 eyes check, 1 mouth check, etcetera, etcetera. “Cora, does anything hurt?”