Boop!

1.

I stroll down the hallway, hand in hand with my bae Jonah. I see posters of Ann Frank. Man, I love that girl. She was so brave during WWII. I must have read her journal a million times. It's so sad, but so amazing.

I also see posters of Beyoncé and Michele Obama. My school, Sampson Valley High School, is doing this "Important Women in History" project and we these were some of the best ones. You could lift the posters up and see the women's name, why she's important, and her bio. As I walk past all these amazing women, I realize that these women helped shape the world, maybe not directly, but they gave people hope. They give me hope.

I turn to Jonah.

"What?" He asks.

"Nothing, I'm just paranoid." I reply.

"About what?"

"Test tomorrow." I say even though there is no test tomorrow.

"What subject"

"Science. Big one, 30% of my grade." I lie. I am good at lying, but I kinda hate lying to Jonah. He's my bae, but we're kind of falling apart. Just going our separate ways, I guess.

"Oh. I was hoping we could hang out after  school today." He pouts. I roll my eyes,  what an exaggeration. Jonah was terrible at acting, I could barely stand it. I turn my attention back to the posters lining the halls, and I realize, I don't love them, I love them. I turn back to Jonah and gape.

"I... I..." I start.

"Sshh..." He fumbles to put his finger to my lips. He smiles and pecks my cheek. "Still paranoid?" I nod my head and hum. My eyes gaze around the room. I feel dizzy. I stumble, and my vision is blurry. I trip over myself and fall over. My vision and hearing gets worse. Soon, I can't make out what anyone is doing or saying, except for Jonah screaming for help. I try to explain that I'm fine, but they words don't come out of my mouth. Jonah is bending over me, bellowing for help. Soon the school nurse is rushing into the hall.

"Call 911!!" She screams. Everyone is crowding around me, and I daze off, thinking about how I love women, and how I'll tell Jonah.