Straight Lines, Not a Straight Spine

Chapter 11:

Song recommendation: "The World Will Know" from Newsies. All of the Newsies songs are good. Well, maybe except for a few.

I'm writing this on my phone so sorry if anything isn't grammatically correct. Also, super sorry for the late update, my memory is literally the worst.

I scanned the list. There at the top, was my name. I had made the team.

I celebrated on the inside. I hadn't thought I would make it.

I scanned the rest of the list.

Oh no.

This is not good.

Lyra and her friend were the only two people who didn't make the team. I felt awful. If I hadn't decided to try out for the team, one of them would have made it.

I continued into the gym. I told my friends I had made it, and they were all happy for me.

"Too bad you didn't try out for soccer." Heather sighed teasingly.

"Sure, then I'd be competing for field time against 26 other girls." I replied.

Later That Day...

I had apologized to Lyra during Science that day about how I had made the team and she hadn't, but she insisted it was fine. I was still feeling guilty.

Now, I was in Language Arts, Waiting for Mr. G to get class started. The boy at my table was throwing something  (probably an eraser) to his friends on the other side.

Finally, class began. Mr. G announced that we would be writing realistic fiction. He had taught us about story arcs or whatever before, but I already knew a lot of it (I'm a booknerd so duh).

He said that the character would have to face an adversity like bullying or something. He showed a slide on the SmartBoard about ten ideas for the adversity we could choose.

Number 3 on the list was the one I would choose for sure: Physical Adversity (or something similar). An example would be "Wonder".

Of course I would write about a girl with scoliosis! It was all I ever thought about.

Mr. G said to brainstorm ideas in our notebooks, so I pretended I was, even though I had my idea. I spent the next five minutes trying to think up a plot.

Mr. G then passed out papers with boxes to write information in. He told us to fill them in and then bring it to him to approve.

Before he sat down, he gave us guidelines to follow. (All I remember is that we would have a maximum of 5 pages, which I easily surpassed and was allowed to keep)

I quickly filled out my paper while the rest of my table joked about whatever since they were all popular people, so of course.

No one had finished by the end of class, so Mr. G told us that we would finish it tomorrow and then begin a draft in our notebooks.

My group looked over to my paper. Mine was mostly filled out. Theirs were mostly blank.

They all asked how I had come up with all of it, but I just said that it came easily and hid the paper. I didn't want them to see that it was all about scoliosis. The bell rang and I ran out.

Hey! Guess who's not dead?

As I mentioned before, i had a hard time remembering stuff to write about everything. I'm so sorry but I can't promise that this won't happen again.

Anyway, I went back to the orthopedic and my spine is in the lower 20s (whatever that is). So my next appointment is in the beginning of December. I'm honestly not sure if I want the brace again so... whatever happens will happen like it wants.

I also recently cleaned out all my drawers of clothes that don't fit or that I don't want (which I've been avoiding) because my Mimi took me to the mall to shop as my birthday present (finally). I did very well, so I have some new clothes for school (thank gosh).

I also got really sunburnt from a soccer tournament recently which is now fading. It's a good thing, because it hurt. I hope that my acne will soon disappear with it.

One last thing: Should I post the realistic fiction I wrote for class as my next chapter? I got a 100 (but almost everyone else scored high because it's Mr. G).

I also realize my readers don't know me as well, so I might do that next chapter (no personal info though!)

Thank you for your patience, and I'll see you next time I decide to post!