Sunday, March 5, 2006
The breeze was softly blowing through my hair, as I fled down the stairs, about two minutes and thirty seconds of agony later, I was resting my head on the railing. As I was walking forward and looking up, and near the door I noticed that a paper for auditions for the school musical in April. This was the one I signed my name on the other day, when I took another look at it, the place where my name was had been erased and the name where mine used to be was now a different name. When I glanced at the paper again, Suddenly, I felt a tap on my back. I looked back and there she was, in the familiar tea dress, the amber braids resting loosely on her shoulder. She gave me a confident, cute smile, and I felt myself begin to blush. The female spoke, and I listened as the female asked,
"Are you interested in the school Musical? Please come and tell me. I'm one of the lead directors this year, we would love to have you."
I began to stutter as I tried to force words out of my mouth. My throat was dry and stuffy. I was shaking and trying to calm myself down. The shock and numbness of the moment, the excitement, the chaos, and all the things I was doing had all been taken away from me.
"I-I am! Very interested in the school musical! What was it called again?"
The amber colored hair female chuckled, she found me funny.
"It's called 'The Never-Ending Adventure'."
She giggled again, and that was when my face started to grow redder, I could feel my face heating up and I knew that my face was turning a shade of red like a tomato and I had to cover my face with my sleeve. I had to get out of here now.
"I-I look...I have to go, maybe we could talk another time about this..I'm just very umm..busy.."
I just quickly walked past her, down another set of stairs. As I hit around the last few stairs, I fell and face planted on the floor in front of me. I groaned in pain,
"Ugh... Ow..." I muttered through clenched teeth.
My legs felt so heavy that I couldn't get up from the floor at the moment, and I could feel the movement in my abdomen after falling, it was the kind of pain I hadn't felt in ages. The pain seemed to extend up my back and I screamed out in pain again. The world seemed to stop around me. My eyes rolled back in my head as I felt too dizzy to get back up. I heard a voice from behind me, coming down the stairs, it sounded like my history teacher, Mr. Carson.
"Harry, are you okay?"
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Yes, I totally forgot to introduce myself. I'm Harry Tides, I'm a Sophomore at Westmoor High School in Iowa. My Sophomore year is nearly finished, I just got a few more months.
"Yes, I'm fine, Mr. Carson."
I replied as I attempted to get up, only to fall on my face again.
"My legs are just tired."
I could hear him chuckle. Great, now I'm gonna look like a goddamn fool.
"Could you help me up, Mr. Carson? I seriously cannot move off the ground."
Mr. Carson helped me up and sent me on my way. I went back to my study group, which all of us were in the library. Once I got back in, I sat back in my spot, next to my best friend since grade school, Finn. Once I sat down, Finn started to talk.
"Dude, what happened? I literally thought you were not coming back. I thought you just up and left."
I, of course, knew I wouldn't leave him, so I told the truth.
"I fell down the stairs."
"You what?"
I could hear Finn, trying not to laugh.
"Yeah, the lead director of the school musical was chatting with me and I didn't see where I was going, so I fell down a few steps and face planted."
Finn would just burst out laughing, but of course since we are in a library, he was immediately quieted down by Miss Doubtfire, the Westmoor School Library teacher. Anyhow, after that, I explained why I got nervous to Finn.
"Wait, hold up dude. . . You like Hayley? Hayley Westberry? Her?"
Finn asked, he did seem to know who she was after all. I, of course nodded to that.
"Yes, it's Hayley. She's the one I like. The one with the amber colored braid and sweet looking smile."
I continued to explain her facial details, but I soon realized how weird that was, so I stopped.
"Dude, Chill. I don't need to know that stuff."
I blushed. It was liked I told him my life story with how much details I told him. But soon, the last hour of study time Sunday at school ended and we were free to leave.
I walked out to my 2002 Dodge Viper and I unlocked my car, and got in. As I did, Finn walked up to my door and asked if I could drive him home. Of course I won't deny my friend a ride, he does a lot for me, even if he is an asshole sometimes.
"Yeah sure dude, just don't track dirt in the car please."
I said, as I unlocked the passenger door for him. As soon as he hopped in, I let him shut the door as I shut mine and we began to drive. Finn's house was a bit of a way, you gotta get I-74 and stuff. But still, he lived in a nice neighborhood. As we drove, I turned on the radio, Coldplay's song Clocks came on and I just let it play. It was my favorite song anyways, around the time it came out.
As soon as I dropped Finn off, I headed back home as well. By the time I got home, it was almost 7:30 PM. At least I made my curfew of Eight'o Clock by about thirty-ish minutes.
I decided to avoid dinner since I wasn't hungry and my stomach and back was in pain earlier from falling on my face and down the steps. I made it to my room downstairs in the basement, I was greeted by my cat, Tomm with two M's, don't ask who named him.
As I laid on my bed, I began to think about Hayley and I. She was so pretty and I couldn't imagine her falling in love with me, that was just the most stupidest thing I could think of.
As I glance over to my desk in my room, I think about surfing the web before I go to sleep. And I decide not to, since tomorrow is another grueling day of school ahead of me.
So I close my eyes and let my mind and body fall asleep as I think about Hayley one last time . . .