Looking Back

Chapter 9: Wednesday

The next morning, I woke up to the brightness outside. I looked out my window to find a fresh blanket of snow laid out everywhere. It was the best day of my life. No school until 10:00 o'clock that morning. Whoo-hoo. It gave me enough time to sleep a little late, take a shower, and dress really warm. At nine o'clock, I picked out a black long-sleeved knit sweater, and a pair of blue jeans, and boots. By the time I was ready, Tanner was in his truck waiting for me. I grabbed my scarf and beanie, and was out of the door before I could remember if I needed anything else.

When we pulled up at the school house, snow was being thrown everywhere. It was crazy. People were running everywhere throwing snowballs. Even teachers. People knew what would happen if they threw a snow ball at me, everybody except for one girl. Windy. I don't what made her think she was so different than everybody else. Maybe it was because she was the most spoiled brat at the high school. Whatever it was crawled in her ear and said throw a snowball at Tamara.

She did the wrong thing.

If it wasn't for Tanner holding me back, she would have gotten dealt with right then and there, but I decided to wait until Tanner wasn't around. She was going to get it. It didn't matter how long I had to wait. She was going to get it.

As I stood at my locker planning out what I was going to do to her, someone much unexpected came to pay me a visit.

"Hey," said a voice I haven't heard since the time we gotten in that fight. I could see a crowd of people beginning to form a circle around us.

Turning my attention from what Tanner was trying to tell me, I looked at Big Mac.

"Listen, I don't want to fight," she said loud enough so the crowd could hear her. No one seemed to understand what she was saying, so I grabbed her arm and lead her to the handicap bathroom so I could lock the door.

"There," I said turning to her. "What did you want to tell me?"

She looked at the door as if she was afraid someone might overhear what she was about to say. "I was just going to say sorry and was wondering if you would like to hang out sometime."

"Oh," I smiled. "Sure."

"Friends." She stuck out her hand.

I clasped her hand. "Friends. Meet me by the door closest to the lunchroom five minutes before lunch. I have a plan that I think you would like."

"Alright. See you then."

After exciting the bathroom without a scratch or a bruise from one another, the crowd finally got the memo. We weren't fighting anymore.

I met Tanner at his locker.

"What happened," he asked.

"Nothing. We're cool," I said looking at Big Mac's back as she walked to the other end of the hall.

"You mean your friends with Big Mac?" He asked astounded.

"Yeah, you have a problem with it?" I asked trying to be frightening, but failed completely.

Tanner just laughed at me.

Five minutes before the bell rang for lunch, I asked Mrs. Pittard could I use the restroom. She let me go. Just as I was leaving the classroom, so was Big Mac.

When we were in whispering distance, Big Mac asked, "What are we doing?"

"Come on, just hurry." I beckoned her to follow me outside. "Okay," I said once we were outside. "We're going to make a huge snowball. I mean huge. Then throw it in Windy's face."

"I like it." She said thinking about it. "I like your idea a lot."

So for the remaining three minutes, we rolled up a huge snowball and hid behind a bush next to the door waiting for the bell to ring. When the bell rang, people walked by watching us. I put a finger to my lips telling them to be quiet and ignore us. They did just that.