Living life as Macy

Chapter 9

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[Recap]

“This time class, you are going to pick a name and act out with that person the story that is written. For example, if I picked a name and saw that it was Chris, let’s say, me and him have to pick out another paper and act out what is written on it. If we picked Titanic, we have to act out something from that story that will make you guys guess our story/movie.”

Okay this was something different. I can see that the class was starting to get interested in this activity as well. Girls were closing down their mirrors, while guys were putting back their phones in their pockets. First, a bunch of the cheerleaders got to pick the names and finally, Mrs. Morgan came towards me.

“It’s your turn Macy. Good luck!” , said the teacher with a smile.

I smiled back at her and put my hand in the envelop that she was holding and took out the name of….

I gasped looking at the name and at the title that my partner just picked.

Boy, I was one lucky girl, I thought sarcastically.

[End of Recap]

Chapter 9

No. No. Nooooo. This couldn’t be happening. Why is fate playing with me? Why do I have to be stuck with this person? I’ve known this class for more than 3 years. I know all of these students, so I could have worked with any one of them without having an awkward feeling. But why on earth am I stuck with this person? With this topic?

I look at the name I have picked. I couldn’t stop starring. My eyes didn’t want to blink, since I was frozen on the spot. I couldn’t believe that my partner had to be Michael of all people. Yes, Michael is the name I picked out of the envelop.

Michael.

My first friend from elementary school.

My first stalker?!

And my first crush.

Michael. He was someone important to me. But what was he to me now? Do I still like him, or am I just attracted to him, because he is so hot? Do I still have a crush on him? …

He passes me the topic he just picked and I get another shock of my life. Two shocks in less than 2 minutes! "Boy, today is my lucky day!" I thought sarcastically.

I read the name of the topic in my head more than one hundred times, just to make sure I haven’t read it wrong.

“Your topic is Romeo and Juliet” was written on the piece of paper that Michael just picked out.

This was going to be one awkward drama class.