Chapter One
The school bell interrupted my history teacher’s lesson on the Neolithic Revolution, and as always, the students all rose at once as if an inner alarm went off a micro second before the actual bell rang. Everyone raced to the door as Mrs. Martin desperately tried to remind us that our essay on chapter 5 was due next week, but it was no use.
Why is it that the last period of the day always seemed the longest? I wondered as I pushed my way into the busy hallway. The last day of the week always reminded me of a vein, all the students being red blood cells going every which way trying to get to their next destination. I hurried down the stairs and took a short cut through the breezeway. My friends were waiting for me outside, Friday night and Mom’s away for the weekend!
I was greeted by a group of three as I found my way to the parking lot “Hey, girlfriend!” Pheonix said in his gay voice as he approached me, arms open looking for a hug.
“Wadduh, boy?” I asked as I fell into his arms laughing. After he released me from his bear hug we turned and walked over to our two best friends, Steve and Britt, who were both leaning up against the fence by the softball field.
“Hey Pheonix, Lyric. ” they said in unison, Steve tipping his Yankee hat in a greeting.
“What’s up, Steve?” I asked “ready for the couples’ weekend at my place?”
A mischevious smile spread across Steve’s face as he eyed Britt, who blushed knowing what was going through his head. “As hell, I am!” he replied with an amused laugh.
“Then what are we waiting for?” Pheonix exclaimed “Let’s go, Lyric, climb on” he bent over and I jumped onto his back with a running start and a giggle.
Britt rolled her eyes, smiled, and laced her fingers through Steve’s, Britt’s hair flew across her face as Pheonix ran down the path. We left them behind with me bouncing up and down on his back.
