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Monday, September 29, 1997
5:00 AM.
As my alarm clock goes off, I sit up. I feel rejuvenated. It's Monday!
I get out of bed and walk over the closet. I think today I'll wear a
purple colored sundress with some floral designs. It's one of the new
dresses I got yesterday. When I tried it on, i really liked the way the
dress felt on my legs.
I showered, shaved my legs, brushed my teeth, put my contacts in and got
dressed. I stopped a few moment to admire myself in the mirror making
sure I looked good as I twist my hips. I was mesmerized by the bottom of
my dress and it twirls. I curled my hair a little bit to give it that
added bounce I like.
When I was done getting ready, I grabbed my backpack, my gym bag with
clean clothes, and headed out of my bedroom.
Since I was getting better at my hair and makeup, I had some extra time,
so I sat down and had breakfast with Dad as Cindy was still getting
ready.
"Morning Dad," I said grabbing a bowl, spoon, cereal and milk.
"Good morning sweetie," he said. "What do you have planned for today?"
"I have nothing planned, but I'm sure something will come up. It always
does." I pour my cereal and milk and sit down at the table.
He chuckled. "That never goes away. Even when you're an adult." He got up
from the table to go take his shower. "Have a good day at school!"
I laughed at that. The 37 year old inside of me couldn't agree more.
I picked up a section of the newspaper that he was done reading. I can't
remember the last time I just sat down and read a newspaper. The front
page had stories I don't remember reading about originally, or that 17
year old Tony just didn't care about. The up and coming state governors
election. A missing local 11-year old boy. Nothing much going on
nationally today. I put that section down and picked up the sports
section. It was a whole wrap-around section for yesterday's NFL games.
The Giants game was front and center detailing their win. I read a few of
those stories. I even read an opinion columnist complaining that the
Giants ruined the possibility of a number one draft pick by winning.
Jeez. There are trolls in ever year!
Cindy came out into the kitchen. "Ready?"
"Yup," I said getting up. I put my away my breakfast and grabbed my bags
and car keys.
* * *
I headed out the door with Cindy and into my car.
"Oh," I said to Cindy. "Friday night is a touchy subject to Ron. I'd
rather not talk about it."
"Sure," she said.
I pulled my car into Ron's driveway where he was waiting for me. He
opened the passenger side door and slid into the car.
"Morning," I said.
"Morning," he replied.
"So, Ron," Cindy said. "What was your favorite moment from that party on
Friday?"
"I thought we weren't going to talk about it," I said shooting evil looks
at my sister through the rear-view mirror.
He smiled. "My favorite part? It has to be when you were playing beer
pong. The first shot you threw - landed in the cup like you've been a pro
for years. You should have seen their faces. Here was this high school
girl schooling those college frat boys."
The three of us laughed. I'm glad Ron's in a better mood.
"It's a shame you didn't win," he said.
"Yeah well," I said. "I overestimated my 17 year old body's ability to
handle large amounts of beer in such a short amount of time. Maybe it was
that shot of tequila too."
"Yeah," Ron said. "You should lay off the hard stuff."
He flipped through my CDs. "Oh you got some new CDs," he said.
"Yeah," I said. I got some from my family for my birthday yesterday.
He held a disk in his hand. "May I?" he asked.
"Sure," I replied.
He put a disk in the discman and pressed play. Aerosmith's Nine Lives
Album started playing. I could see Cindy rolling her eyes from the rear-
view mirror.
"I got you to wear dresses and makeup," Cindy said. "I need you to listen
to better music!"
"Nah," I said. I searched for in my memory. Who did she listen to in high
school? "Never gonna happen. Not going to get me to listen to Brittney
Spears!"
"Who?" she said.
Crap - wrong year! "New artist," I said trying to cover my tracks.
"You'll hear about her next year maybe."
I dropped it and drummed out on my steering wheel as we rode the rest of
the way rocking out.
* * *
While I was at my locker, Julie stopped by. "Hey Chris. How are you
feeling?"
"Much better after a quiet weekend," I replied.
"Great," she said.
"Hey Julie," I said. "I want to apologize again. I was out of character
Friday. But thank you for being there for me. I don't remember much, but
I remember you being there for me. And we've really only been friends for
3 days. So it really means a lot to me"
"No problem Chris," she said. "I know that wasn't you. Sometimes we make
mistakes. I won't hold it against you."
"Thank you," I said. "Oh - and I'm having my mom dry-clean your dress.
Hopefully I can get it to you by the end of the week"
"No rush." She smiled. "So. Homecoming," she said changing the subject.
I laughed. She's relentless. "I have a few ideas of people to ask. But
I'm keeping that to myself."
"Fair enough," she said.
I decided to turn the tables on her. "Who are YOU going with?"
"Nobody's asked yet," she said. "I think guys are afraid of me."
I laughed at that. "Um. What did you think of my friend Ron?"
"He's nice," she said. "At little on the quiet side."
"He did mention that he enjoyed talking to you." I nudged her.
"Oh did he?"
"I don't think he's asked anyone yet." I smiled at her and closed my
locker
She nodded smiling.
I decided to probe a little.
"How are you doing?" I asked. "How is home life?"
"Thanks for asking," she said. "Home life is fine. My parents are pushing
hard for me to get a track scholarship."
"That should be easy for you," I said. "Yeah, but I really want an
academic scholarship," she said. "I'd rather go to school for physics"
Julie's into Physics? I didn't realize that. "You can apply for both," I
said.
"Perhaps. We'll see how this marking-period goes. I need A's in Math and
Physics for this scholarship I've been looking at."
"That's awesome!" I said. Julie doesn't appear to need help from a time-
traveler, so I dropped my line of questioning.
"Look at you," she smiled, "you were this shy girl who said nothing a
week ago. I feel like I'm watching a bird fly for the first time."
* * *
As I walked through the hallway. There were a lot of people saying hi to
me. More than Friday.
"Hi Christina!"
"Way to stand up to that bitch!"
"Christina, you rock!"
One sophomore girl came up to me. "Christina, you are my hero."
I replied, "Listen, I'm not really for advocating violence."
"I tried out for cheerleading this year," she said. "But Amber ripped
into me, embarrassed me and made me cry in front of the entire squad. I'm
so glad you took her down!"
"I'm sorry to hear that," I said. "Don't let her get to you, and don't
let her bad attitude discourage you. Work hard and try again next year."
She smiled at that. "Thank you Christina!"
I was a little embarrassed. I didn't expect to be a school celebrity.
Here I am dispensing advice that days ago I wouldn't have followed
myself. I guess this did remind me of the time I did finally stand up to
one of my school bullies. I got a little bit of an attention boost for a
day. Although that bully was not the head cheerleader.
I was lost in thought. I was just about to walk into homeroom, when I
felt a hand grab the strap of my dress and bra and shove me against a
locker making a loud thud against it.
Amber stood over me with my back against the locker.
"Listen, you little bitch," she yelled. "You burst a lot of blood vessels
in my nose. You're going to pay."
Indeed, Amber's nose was swollen and I could see hints of back and blue
under her eyes that was cleverly hidden by makeup.
"Yeah," I retorted. "Like you made me pay on Friday when you slapped me?"
"I don't know what your deal is, but I promise you that I am going to
destroy everything you've worked for."
"I'd like to see you try," I said stepping closer to her and away from
the locker. Yo, cool it Chris. Not at school. You were just preaching
non-violence mere minutes ago.
She stood there in silence with her angry frown. Then she turned, grunted
in frustration and walked away. Maybe she realized the same thing. Any
further action from either of us at school would've ended poorly for both
of us.
I stayed there for a moment and fought back tears. My adrenaline was
going. I needed to catch my breath. I thought maybe she'd leave me alone.
That's what happens when guys fight. They earn each others respect and go
on with their lives. All I'm doing is escalating this war with Amber.
It's getting worse and worse.
I was breathing normal again, so I turned and walked into homeroom. I
hope my eyes aren't red.
Fay was already there. When I sat down at my desk she turned around.
"How was Friday night?" she said.
"Oh boy," I said. "You didn't miss anything. Lot's of drama. I'd like to
forget about it."
Just then Jessica came in and sat down and winked at me. "How did you
feel this weekend after the party?"
"Awful," I replied. "It took me hours just to be a functional human
being."
"Same," she said. "One of the cheerleaders had to drive me home. It was a
rough Saturday. I sat at home watching MTV all day."
"I'm jealous," I said. "My mom and Cindy dragged me to the mall."
I noticed the track coach, Coach Shannon come into the room and walk up
to my English Teacher. My teacher looked towards me. "Christina. Coach
Shannon would like to see you."
I got up and joined Coach Shannon in the hallway.
"Miss Demarco," she said. "Gale Pierce broke her leg this weekend. I was
considering having you join us for the rest of the season."
"Really?" I said. "Me?"
All of the anger and hostility I had only minutes ago evaporated with
this sudden good news.
"Yes," she said. "But you'll have to work extra hard to catch up with the
rest of the team. Do you think you can handle that?"
"Absolutely," I said. "You can expect no less than my full effort."
"I expect nothing less," she said. "See you at practice this after
school."
Wow. That was unexpected. I was excited. I didn't expect to be this
excited. But I'm on the team. Fuck you Amber. You're not ruining my
Monday!
* * *
About 10 minutes into English class I heard someone whispering to my
side. It was Jessica.
"Chris," she said. "Can I borrow a pen?"
"Sure," I whispered. I dug an extra blue pen out of my bag and handed it
to Jessica.
2 minutes later she handed it back to me. There was a rolled up piece
paper wrapped tightly around it.
I unrolled it and read it. "Come over this afternoon after practice?"
Oh wow. Didn't expect that so soon. I just suddenly got nervous. Me and
Jess alone in her house? My thoughts drifted to Friday night in the
closet. I felt a twitch down below. I crossed my legs at the thought.
Well, we won't be drunk. Maybe she just wants us to get to know each
other. Maybe she wants to help me make amends with Amber.
I wrote "Sure" on the note. I rolled it back around the pen and handed it
back to her.
Minutes later she handed it back. "Thanks for letting me borrow the pen,"
she whispered.
I unrolled the note. She had added her address to the bottom of it with 3
hearts. Or maybe she wants to make out for a few hours. I think I could
be down for that too.
I got excited. It's only 8 AM and already I've been asked to the track
team, asked out by a cheerleader, and been assaulted by Amber. I guess 2
out of 3 ain't bad.
* * *
In AP Comp Sci, my personal study time was over since last week's project
was over and Mr. Perry lectured new material all class. All this really
meant for me was that I needed to find more time to do homework tonight.
Val asked me how the Power Puff team was shaping up. I told her it was
done. I got 15 girls to join the team and the same 6 guys to be
cheerleaders. I just needed to schedule a practice later in the week. The
game was Friday after school before the real football homecoming game, so
I figured a Wednesday practice would be about right.
At lunch time, Ron I and went to Burger King. After we ordered out meals
we sat down the restaurant.
"So anything new?" he asked.
"So I made the track team!" I said. "I have to stay after school today
for practice."
"That's great!" he said. "Congrats! I suppose I can hang out in the band
room until you're done."
"Anything new with you?" I asked.
"Nope. Chemistry is kicking my ass!"
I guess he didn't run into Julie yet.
* * *
I changed for gym class and my daily run with Julie. I was nervous about
Amber. What did she have up her sleeve? Should I worry?
When I saw Julie I waved and smiled.
"Guess what," I said to her.
"What?"
"Coach Shannon said I can be on the team for the rest of the season." I
said.
"That's awesome!" she said hugging me. "Congratulations."
"Thanks!" I said.
"Of course you understand-" she said. "I'm going to have to go harder on
you now."
I smiled and started running before she said let's go. "Bring it on!" I
yelled back to her as she started running after me.
When the rest of the class came out to the field the two of us joined
them. I didn't see Amber. Tim saw me though.
"Yo Christina!" he said. "That was totally wicked on Friday. I heard you
gave my college buddies a run for their money on the beer-pong table."
"Yeah," I said. "It was fun."
"Oh," he said. "I loved the cat fight! You knocked Amber on her ass in
one punch. Totally rad." He had a goofy laugh. It was getting on my
nerves.
"Hey," he whispered. "If you want more of my special drink mix. I've got
more in my locker."
"Ew. No," I said. Was he talking about the keg of shitty-ass beer or the
shots of cheap-ass tequila. I guess it doesn't make a difference. "That
was wretched." I saw Brittany. "Oh. Excuse me. I'll be right back."
I jogged to Brittany. "Where's Amber?"
"I think she got a doctors note to sit gym out for today."
"Oh." Should I be relieved?
"I saw her in another class. Her nose is kinda swollen." Brittany said.
"Yeah," I said. "I um- ran into her this morning"
I should ask Brittany what she knows about Amber's home life. I believe
Brittany and Amber's friendship predates Amber's role as cheer captain. I
bet she's got some insight. As I was about to ask Brittany, I was
interrupted.
"Christina," Carl said running up to me. "Hi. I'm Carl."
"Hi Carl," I said. "I know your name already."
"Awesome." He smiled. "Christina, I was wondering," he started. Then
paused. "Do you have a date to homecoming?"
I froze. What do I say? Shit. I may want to go with homecoming with Jess.
Or Chase. Or by myself. But I don't want to go with Carl.
"I'm sorry Carl," I said trying to let him down gently. "I was planning
on asking someone else this evening." That's partially the truth I
suppose. Poor Carl. I've been in his place plenty of times. Maybe I
should've said yes to him. But there are two people I really want to
gauge the possibility of going with first.
The gym teacher blew her whistle. The teacher had a sack of soccer balls.
Shit, I'll have to grill Brittany later.
"This week we're doing soccer," she said pulling a ball out of the mash
bag. "For the first 20 minutes we'll pair up and just practice kicking."
Everyone in the class paired up. I paired up with Julie. After 20 minutes
of kicking the ball back and forth, the teacher had us split into teams.
It wasn't very organized so there were no positions, and everyone was on
the field. I honestly hadn't played soccer since high school. At first I
stayed near my own goal to play defense. But Julie and some others
convinced me to play more offense. So I sprinted after the ball, stole it
from the other team and managed to kick it to the net before the goalie
deflected it. After that, my team started passing me the ball more.
Toward the end of class, I stole the the ball from the other team, run it
down the field, then passed it to Julie who scored.
When class was over I was winded from running up and down the soccer
field for 20 minutes. Maybe that was Julie's plan all along. But I felt
good.
* * *
The rest of the day went by as normal. No crazy life destroying acts by
Amber. So maybe I was in the clear.
After band class, Fay pulled me aside. "I forgot to give you something
this morning."
"Oh?" I said curious.
She reached into her backpack and pulled out a cassette tape. "Listen. I
was thinking about you over the weekend. I know you're going through a
personal journey right now. I made you a tape. Like a motivational group
of songs I thought you might like."
I was stunned. "You made me a mix tape? I don't know what to say. Thanks
Fay."
"Hang in there." She smiled.
She was serious about maintaining a friendship. This made me happy.
* * *
I changed into my gym clothes for track practice. As I ran out to the
practice field, I saw the track team on the track in front of the
bleachers. The cheerleaders were in the south end-zone. I waved to Cindy
who waved back to me. I also saw Amber staring at me. I waved. She gave
me the middle finger.
When I got to the track team, Coach Shannon had us all huddle around her.
"Alright ladies," Coach Shannon said. "We have a meet on Thursday. I have
to put everything we have into practice this week. Pierce is injured and
will be out the rest of the season." Some audible groans were heard.
"I've asked Demarco here to fill in."
I smiled as the girls' track team all looked at their newcomer. A number
of girls pat me on the shoulder wishing me luck.
During practice we did a lot of running. A lot. But also some of my
teammates and the coach showed me some proper form. I had never done this
in any organized fashion in the past. Running on the track, in some says
was easier than sprinting around a baseball diamond. But it was easier
for my competitors too.
Practice was hard. Very hard. Despite the running with Julie every day. I
was still not in prime shape. But I was better than I was on Wednesday
when I first tried out for the team. There were times I wanted to quit
right there. But something in me stopped me from quitting. Maybe that was
the whole point of last week. I learned to pick myself up and push
harder. I put my head down and pushed through the rest of practice.
"Great hustle, Demarco," Coach said as we headed to the locker room.
Julie walked with me. "You did good," she said. "Not bad for your first
real practice."
"Thanks," I said catching my breath.
"Gotta run," she said running ahead of me. "I got something to do!"
I was out of breath. I was sweating. My t-shirt was sticking to my skin.
Despite that. I felt great.
* * *
After getting changed back into my clothes I walked to my car. I was
still overheating but my dress gave me much needed air-conditioning as I
walked. Much to my amazement Rob & Julie were at my car together talking.
"Long time no see," Julie said smiling.
"So guess who asked me to homecoming," Ron said leaning against my car.
"Who?" I said coyly.
"Me," Julie said
"Oh really?" I said. "Did you say yes?" I asked Ron.
"Yeah," he said. "What about you Chrissy? Who are you taking?"
"I'm working on it," I said.
"When you figure it out, we should do a double date," Julie said. "Maybe
Wednesday?"
"Sure," I said. "If I get a homecoming date by Wednesday."
Cindy walked up to us carrying her cheer bag. "That was a hard practice.
Thanks a lot Chris for setting off Amber!"
I knew she was joking around with me.
"I do it for you sis." I smiled.
"You must be Christina's sister," Julie said. "Hi, I'm Julie."
"Hi Julie. I'm Cindy," Cindy said. "Are you the one behind this new and
improved Christina?"
"No - that's all her," Julie replied. "I'm just helping her come out of
her shell more." Julie nudged my shoulder.
Just then Brittany approached us.
"Hey Brittany," I said forcing a smile. "What's up?"
"Um, Christina," she said. "I can't do power puff. Can you take me off of
the list."
"Oh. I'm sorry to hear that," I said showing disappointment. "I can cross
you off when get home."
"And all of the other cheerleaders, too."
I froze. I looked at her with a serious expression. "Why?"
"Amber told us that we couldn't play."
"Amber told you you can't play in a charity football game? She doesn't
run your life."
"You have no idea what's it's like being on the cheer squad," she said.
"She demands loyalty."
"You're right I don't," I said. I glanced over to Cindy who gave me a
frown and shrugged. "But letting one person run your life doesn't sound
right."
"Maybe you could talk to her?" Brittany suggested. "We really do want to
play."
"Me? I tried to talk to her all last week. And this was before I decked
her ass in front of a lot of people. Then she shoved me into a locker
this morning! She isn't going to talk to me."
"A lot of us are upset she's forbidding us from playing for you."
"Oh. So this whole thing it is about me?" I said. "What else is she
planning on doing?" That last question was more rhetorical than anything.
I didn't expect Brittany to know Amber's evil plans.
"Sorry," she said. "I gotta get going. Please talk to her?" She walked
away.
"Shit," I said out-loud. "How? How am I suppose to sit down and have a
civilized talk with Amber?" I said.
"You will figure it out," Julie said. "Just don't punch her in the face
again. Alright - gotta run. Have a good evening Chrissy. Ron. Cindy."
I opened the car door. Neither Ron nor Cindy said anything. I was so
close to leaving school today without any major drama.
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