The Day My Life Began

Speaking at Chapel

Being back at school was boring. Like, really boring. I hated being a sophomore. It was the High School equivalent of Tuesday. Tuesdays hate me. Almost anything bad to me happened on a Tuesday. I think it was 2/3's of all that stuff. I don't think I have mentioned how much I hate Tuesdays.

As per usual, nobody knew their Christmas gifts were from me. Anonymous to a fault, that's me. Oh. I could do that someday, become a hero named Anonymous. Wonder how long she would last. They all loved their gifts, though. I knew that much.

Going back to school was a drag. I had spent an entire week just being lazy. It was amazing! Now I was told I had to do more high school stuff. Storyline dammit. Actually, you know, I need to curb my swearing. It's becoming a problem.

Tomorrow was a Chapel day. That meant I would have to sit still for an hour and listen to someone tell us some stupid sermon. It's boring. I don't really remember who was coming, so I guess I would have to ask. I liked knowing what level of boredom chapel would be.

Wow. That was rude.

My brother, Derek, was actually in charge of Chapel stuff. He would call people, asking them to come, making sure the sound system was all hooked up. Derek was the Big Man on Campus, and not just because he was nearly six feet.

I got up from my usual hideout, picking up just my phone. My computer was set to lock if I didn't use it for three minutes, so that should keep anyone out of it. It was almost lunch time, so I might as well meet Derek in the cafeteria. I picked up my lunchbox, deciding it was a better course of action.

The school was pretty basic, once you got down to it. It was a two minute walk to the cafeteria, if you walked slowly from the library. Everybody else in the school was already on their way.

Almost immediately, I spotted my brother making his way towards his friends.

"Derek!" I yelled at him.

The boy turned over towards me. He gave me a confused look. I ran up to him, so as not for me to lose his attention.

"Yeah, Morgan?" Derek asked. "What's up?"

"Who's speaking at chapel tomorrow?" I asked him.

This made Derek smile. "I actually wanted to talk to you about that."

I gave him a 'go on' look. "Well, who is it?"

"The guy I called to do it-Mr. Tucker-cancelled on us. His business is really taking off-"

"Derek, who is speaking tomorrow?" I cut him off. I was already tired from Jumping to a new book last night, and reading the book, and the two sequels. What? I really liked the book!

I had stayed there for awhile. It was long, hard, and incredibly boring. I mean, I was just a girl that (if I so wished it) could turn into a raging hurricane. What was new about that?

"The emergency speaker." He gave me a knowing smile.

I raised a brow. "And...that is..." Sometimes my brother has a lapse of stupidity.

He gave me a confused look back. "Morgan, you're the emergency speaker." Derek said.

Sometimes I'm the momentarily stupid one.

==DMLB==

How did I forget that? How did I forget being an emergency speaker at Chapel? My school has a weird setup. To teach kids how to be better leaders, they put us in roles where we need to lead. Giving us control of our schedule, letting us do our work, letting older kids drive their own cars, and speaking at chapel services.