Diary Of Number 21

Chapter 3

Monday September 9, 2013
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Monday. Just another word for school. The only time that I like Mondays is when it's a snow day, it's a holiday when there is no school, or its my birthday. And today is a Monday.

Today I'm in my regular outfit, a teeshirt and jeans. My hair is pulled back in a ponytail and, thanks to my headband, my hair isn't in my face.

I cranked up my radio in the car on the way to school. I tried filling my head with music before school actually starts. When I'm bored I can just replay a song in my head.

The classes today can't be any slower. We have a volleyball game and I just want to get to it already.

Math didn't really feel that bad. Of course I can't even remember what we learned. I know it had to do something to do with fractions.

The only actually interesting thing that happened that period was when an autistic kid, A.J, had a meltdown. Well, this is what happened. Scott was tying his shoe and A.J thought Scott was staring and laughing at him. Scott would never do that, so A.J was overreacting. I know how autistic kids are cause my little cousin has it. So I know that they don't understand everything and get bullied and picked on sometimes. I absolutely hate bullying.

Science is my longest class. We have to had watched the most boring video today.

History felt like it was 5 hours, learning about "The Gold Rush" in California isn't very interesting to me.

Language Arts is one of the only classes I really enjoy. But the thing is we are reading "The Hobbit". And it is so boring. We read along in class while we listen to the CD version. It's so hard to stay awake.

Surprisingly I have never fell asleep in class before.

When lunch time finally comes around I am starving. I eat my sandwich, some mini Oreos, and a packet of gummies. Then afterwards I gulp down my water.

I didn't really talk to anybody at lunch today. I just listened to other people's conversations. And occasionally looking over at Carter who was busy talking to his friends.

Nothing happened at all today. It just felt like a big long blur of nothingness.

A boring nothingness.

Nothing happened the rest of the day. Nothing.

2:55 struck and the final bell rang.

I walked down to my moms office and changed for tonight's game. It was away at East Riverside. After this game we are all stopping to eat at Taco Bell.

I strip out of my school clothes and put spandex and my blue and white jersey on. I stared at the number on it.

21

I have no clue why I picked it. It just was used for so many things and I feel like its a unique number. I was going to pick 14 but something in my head was saying that I should pick 21.

Someone knocks on the bathroom door and I hurriedly pull my jersey over my head.

"Someone's in here!" I yell to them.

"Hey! Hazel hurry up the bus leaves soon!" shouted my mom.

I leave my hair down knowing someone will braid it for me on the bus. After stuffing my bag with my school clothes, I walk out of the bathroom to see that I have 5 minutes until the bus leaves. I hurriedly walked outside and saw that everyone was filing into the bus, so I lightly jogged over. My bag was thumping on my leg and I could hear things inside it jingling around.

My J.V. coach, Coach Leah, was standing at the bus doors counting how many players were getting on the bus.

"31,32,33, and 34!" She said finishing counting with me. I smiled at her and got on the bus. Looking over the options, I picked an empty seat so I could sit alone. Yeah, I'm a loner I know. I looked through my bag for headphones. After finding them, I put them on and pushed shuffle on my phone. The bus started to move and I dozed off.