Like Stars That Shined: Almost 25000 words!! TIME TO CELEBRATE Chapter four-six
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CHAPTER FOUR:
When I got home that day, I was surrounded by all my brothers and sisters.
“Aria,” David whined, “Mom won’t let me sleepover Jared’s house, she’s like, and ‘it’s a school night,’”
“Why are you telling me this again?” I asked.
“Because if I whine to Dad he’ll tell me to shut up, I obviously can’t whine to Mom…”
I interrupted him.
“Okay, okay got it,”
I went over to the play pen that was sitting in the living room and picked up Xavier.
“Hello,” I said, “Did you sleep well today? Did you eat yummy food?”
I didn’t know why I was talking to a one year old, but I just was.
Xavier just nodded.
“Where’s Kasey?” I asked David, “I told her I would help with her schoolwork.”
“Ugh!” David said, “She’s upstairs throwing a fit,”
“Why?’ I asked.
“Mom yelled at her for not doing her chorus,”
Still holding Xavier, I walked into the kitchen where I smelled Granny Smith’s Apple Pie.
“Ooh! Yummy,” I said, I walked over to my mom and gave her a “hug” it was like a half hug because I was holding Xavier in one arm.
“Thank You, sweetie,” My mother said, “You should go talk to Kasey! Explain to her why I yelled at her,”
“Again, why did you yell at her?”
“She didn’t do her chorus,” My mom said, “It’s her own fault…”
“Okay, Okay got it,” I said, “Here,” I handed Xavier over to my mom.
I toke the short cut through the living room and up the stairs. I knocked on the door loudly, because she was blasting
“KASEY!!” I shouted over the music, “OPEN THE DOOR!”
A moment later the music was down to what I would call a reasonable volume. Kasey opened the door.
Kasey is the second child born to Mary Jones, she’s absolutely gorgeous. She has long, straight blonde hair, with turquoise color eyes.
“What?” She demanded.
“Hey,” I said putting my hands up as to say I surrender, “I wasn’t the one that yelled at you,”
“I know,” Kasey said, “Come in,”
She opened the door a little more, and closed it behind her. Her room was messy as usual, clothes hanging out of her drawers, her bed unmade; she had bottles of Dr. Pepper all around the room.
“Don’t you understand the word clean?” I asked.
She shook her and pushed all of her make-up off her bed, and motioned me sit down.
“Listen,” I said, “Mom and Dad hold a roof over our head…”
She interrupted me.
“Are you seriously lecturing me?” She asked.
“Yes, I am lecturing you,” I said, “You just started sixth grade, I know you’re under a lot of pressure but…”
Yet again, she interrupted me.
“You don’t know half of it,” She said, “Middle school is hell,”
“Trust me,” I said, “I know it’s pretty bad, but I’m alive, right?”
“I wouldn’t talk yet,” she said, “You still have a whole school year ahead of you when you finally get to go to Beauford High.”
I nodded and said,
“Yup,” I knocked on her desk, she stared at me, “it’s a joke, you don’t really believe in superstitions, right?”
Kasey didn’t answer, she simply darted the question.
“I heard you talked to the guidance counselor today, how’d that go?”
“No comment…” I said.
I stood up and said,
“Just do what Mom says, and I won’t have this discussion with you again,”
She gave me a look of disgust, and I marched out of her room.
As soon as I opened the door, David, Mackenzie, Lucy, Matthew, and Cooper were listening at the door.
“David, Mackenzie, Lucy, Matthew, and Cooper,” I said, “If you don’t get out of here NOW, then you will be grounded FOREVER,”
As soon as I said the last to words, they jumped up and ran away. I giggled. Today was my 10th day of school, and it could have been better. It would’ve been nice to share the day with Jacob if he wasn’t completely avoiding me. I just got to follow what Mr. Yardley said, and let’s hope for the best. Tomorrow, was Tuesday, the 11th day of school. Oh, how I wished it could be summer again. My family had ZERO trouble, until school started. The only two members of the family who weren’t fighting were my Mother and Father. I glanced at the clock it read: 3:35. I’ve been home for exactly thirty minutes, elementary school ended at 3:30, Middle School ended at 3:00 and high School ended at 2:30. The elementary school is like down the block, so it takes not even five minutes to walk from there to our house. So it’s easy for David, Mackenzie, Lucy and Matthew. I really truly feel bad for Kasey, I knew what it was like when I started middle school, and it was bad. I remember that day just like yesterday…
“Mom,” I whined, “I don’t want to go to Middle School,”
“Relax,” My mother said, “Everything will be fine,”
“Why are you so scared?” Kasey asked. “It’s just school, Schools fun!”
“You won’t be saying that in a couple of years,” I said.
“Yes, I will,”
“No, you won’t,”
“Uh-huh,”
“Nut, uh,”
“Shut up!”
“You shut up!”
“Both of you shut up!” My mother said.
We both obeyed, but Kasey stuck her tongue out at me. The door bell rang.
“That must me Jacob,” My mother said.
“Of course it is,” I said, “bye mom,”
I was so excited that Jacob was here, that I totally forgot to worry about my day. Once we arrived, it was a whole lot bigger than the elementary school.
“Ooh,” Jacob said, “The bigger the school, the more girls,”
I laughed, and smacked him.
“Ow,” He said, “That hurt,”
“Oh, stop being a baby,”
We both laughed, and together hand and hand we walked up the front steps of the school. The classes were great! We didn’t learn anything, just rules, stupid rules. This was when I actually hated learning, now I love it. All the bad stuff happened when we were eating lunch. Jacob had gotten a fever, so he was sent home, lucky for him…So I was sitting at a table, all by myself, when a girl my age, came and sat next to me.
“Hi, my name is Peyton,” She put her hand out, I shook it.
“My name is Arianna Jones, nice meeting you,”
We were sitting at the first table, so we were the closest to the entrance. The doors of the cafeteria opened and this big kid came in with six slightly smaller boys following behind him. He looked into my eyes, and I looked into his. I knew he was nothing but bad.
“Don’t make eye contact,” Peyton said, “That’s Ezra and his minions he will beat you up,”
She explained that he went to a different elementary than the one I went too and she had to deal with Ezra for five grades.
Too late, I thought to myself.
Ezra and his minions came up to our table.
“Nice shirt you got on,” he said.
Then without warning he grabbed Peyton’s chocolate milk and spilled it all over my shirt, I burst out crying and ran to the nurses’ officer, for that’s when she lent me a new shirt that was in the lost and found.
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“Arianna,” My mother called from downstairs, “Come set the table,”
I sighed, and slowly made my way downstairs.
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“Mr. Yardley has great advice,” I said to Peyton at Gym, “Though he’s a little creepy,”
“Tell me about it,” she said, “he’s very odd,”
We both laughed, today was Tuesday, the eleventh day of school. I would either confront Jacob on Friday, the weekend, or Monday. Peyton and I were playing volleyball with Mya, Cindy and Nelly.
“Did you have fun making out with Marcus?” I asked Mya.
Her eyes widened.
“How did you know about that?” She said, looking around, probably seeing if Ezra was around or not.
“I have my spy’s,” I said, “and really it’s not that big a deal,”
“It is to Ezra,” Mya said, “He has to admit that we are not going anywhere, I knew it wouldn’t last longer than a week,”
“Then why did you get involved?”
She just shrugged. Jacob and a couple of his friends entered the gym, he saw me, I smiled and he quickly looked away. I sighed.
“Having troubles with your boyfriend?” Cindy asked, she obviously saw what just happened.
“Cindy, shut up!” I said, “We are just friends, maybe not even that…”
“Okay, fine having trouble with your boyfriend,” Cindy asked, “Meaning the friend that’s a boy,”
“Yeah,” I said, “He’s completely avoiding me, he’s not answering any of his calls or texts,”
“Interesting…” Cindy said, “Did you talk to Mr.…”
I interrupted her.
“Yes,” I said, “I talked to Mr. Yardley, he gave me some advice which I am following,”
“What’s the advice?” Nelly said out of the blue, I totally forgot she was standing there, she’s more of a follower than the leader, she doesn’t talk much.
“He told me to give Jacob some space, then after a week confront him,”
The bell rang, and we hurried off to English. As soon as we walked into the classroom, our teacher started yelling at us.
“You’re late,” Mr. Stevens said to me, “you have detention here after class,”
What? I was a minute late; he can’t do that to me? That means detention is an hour meaning, I wouldn’t be able to be at Spanish class.
“What about Peyton?” I asked, pointing to her, “She’s late too.”
“She sure is,” Mr. Stevens said, “But I liked her, I don’t like you,”
“Meaning…?”
“You get detention, she doesn’t,”
Peyton blushed and I sighed and walked to my desk.
“Don’t worry,” Peyton said, “I’ll tell you who you’re partner is as soon as I can,”
I sighed, that’s right. Mrs. Martinez was going to assign partners for our Spanish assignment.
“You better,” I said to Peyton as she took her seat, “You better…”
The class was very long, to my disappointment. It wasn’t that I didn’t like English, I loved English! But I forced myself not to listen, because that would mean I would have to listen to Mr. Stevens, the worst teacher alive. If you could even call him alive, he was at least in his seventies, shouldn’t he have retired yet? Maybe he wanted the job just to annoy me. After class, everyone left to go to Spanish while I was here stuck with the worst teacher ever.
My definition: Mr. Stevens.
“I want you to organize my desk drawers,” Mr. Stevens said, “I’ll be back in an hour, you better me done,”
With that he left me to organize his drawers in his empty classroom. Why didn’t he clean out his own drawers, oh that’s right, when he bends down he might break his back. I cleaned and organized his desk. An hour later, Mr. Stevens returned with a bag a Donkin Donuts.
“You want some?” He offered.
I went to grab the mini donut, and he stuffed it in his mouth. I sighed, I should’ve known…
“Get going,” He said, “you have History.”
I grabbed my back pack and left the classroom. When I went to get the History books out of my locker, Peyton came running down the corridors.
“Arianna,” She yelled, “here is the list of the partners,” She was practically in tears.
“Why are you crying?” I asked.
“I have the worst partner imagined,” Peyton said.
“Wait,” I said, “I thought you took French?”
“Oh,” Peyton said, “I transferred from French to Spanish, I hate French!”
“They let you transfer like that?” I said, snapping my fingers.
“Yeah,” She said, “They love me,”
“Who did you get partnered with?” I asked.
She gulped and said,
“Ezra…”
My jaw dropped.
“No wonder why you’re crying,” I said, “Who did I get partnered with?”
“Oh,” she said, “I forgot to look,”
She looked at the paper, and her eyes widened.
“Marcus,” She said, “You and Marcus are partners,”
“That sucks,” I said, practically screaming.
“My partner sucks,” Peyton said, “You partner on the other hand…”
“I wanted Jacob as my partner,” I said, “I figured if we were partners we could actually have a conversation,”
“Hey,” Peyton said, “Don’t complain I have…Ezra,”
She shivered by the name. I laughed.
“Who does Jacob have?” I asked.
She looked at the paper again.
“Mya,” She said, “He has Mya,”
Could my day get any worse?
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CHAPTER SIX!!
As soon as I walked through my door, it was chaos.
“Arianna,” My mother called from the kitchen, “Help me!”
I ran to the kitchen where my mother was struggling by the stove. She had Xavier in one arm, while stirring soup in the other. While Kasey was in the living room blasting
“Where’s Dad?” I shouted, trying to be heard when
“Working late,” My mother shouted back, “Go help Matthew outside,”
I quickly nodded, and walked to the back door. As soon as I walked outside I was blasted by a gust of wind.
I ran over to where Matthew and Lucy were.
“What happened?” I asked Lucy who was attempting to help him down.
“Do you need to know what happened?” Lucy asked, I didn’t answer, “I didn’t think so, help me get him down,”
I couldn’t get him down for the life of me, Jacob, I thought.
“I’ll be back,” I said.
With that I ran inside the house, and ran to the front door, and opened it. There standing on the other side, was Marcus.
“Hey,” Marcus said, “I didn’t think you would be so excited to answer the door,”
“Uh,” I stuttered, “I was actually going to go get some help,”
“Is everything alright?” He asked, he sounded so sincere.
“Yeah everything is alright,” I said, “My brother is just hanging upside down from our tree,”
He pushed me aside and ran out the back door. I walked into the kitchen.
“Who is that?” My mother asked, while she was sprinkling some salt into the soup.
“Just a kid in my class,” I said, “We are partners for the Spanish assignment.”
My mother nodded. I looked outside the window, and Marcus was gradually bringing Matthew down from the tree. Once Matthew hit the ground softly, Marcus crouched down and started to untie the rope from Matthew’s feet. Matthew stood up and Marcus gave him a high-five. I smiled. I slowly walked out the back door, and walked up to where they were all standing.
“Lucy,” I said, “Can you go help Mama in the house?”
She nodded and ran into the house.
“Well,” Matthew said, “Thanks again, I have to meet my friend somewhere, bye!”
With that he ran out the back gate, I hoped Mom knew where he was going.
“Um,” I said, “Thanks for helping my brother down.”
“No problem,” He said, “Are all these kids your siblings?”
I nodded.
“Big family you got here,” He said.
“Big family, big handful,” I said.
He smiled that brilliant smile. He was wearing a button down plaid shirt, with blue shorts and black converse.
“Nice shoes,” I said.
“Thanks,”
“So we are study partners, eh?” He asked.
I nodded.
“Sadly…”
“Normal girls your age would be so happy to have me as there partner,”
“I can’t call myself normal,” I said.
He laughed.
“When and where do you want to study?” He asked, “Say, my house after school tomorrow, or…starbucks?”
“Starbucks,” I said plainly.
He seemed very disappointed, probably because he couldn’t make out at Starbucks.
“Okay, fine with me,” He said.
“Really…?”
“What?” He asked.
“Is it really fine with you?” I said, “To do our assignment at Starbucks,”
“Nope,” He said.
With that he ran out the back gate yelling,
“It’s a date,”
I sighed; it was anything but a date. Yeah he was cute, but his personality made him ugly. With that I turned around and walked straight back in the house.
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