Alone In the Middle(Ch.5)

by Solana in World of Books

It was during sixth period, during Mrs. Humming's California Gold Rush lecture, that Melody's plan fell to complete pieces.

"Is this room 204?" the PA system asked. "Yes it is." said Mrs. Humming. "Would you send Lisa Jenkins up please." I got up. In the hall, I saw Melody and Jamie walking out of their classrooms too. I walked over. "So, did y'all get called to the office too?" They nodded. They didn't feel like talking and neither did I. We were silent the whole walk there.

"Do you three know why you're here?" asked Mr.Watson. We shook our heads. "No? Well maybe this will give you a clue." And in walked the divas, Grace O'Malley and Greg Hart. Slowly, my stomach began to churn. Ann no longer had the jello stained outfit, but her hair was slightly red. Grace looked nervous and wouldn't meet my eyes. And Greg just stood there.

"You see, Grace here, told us about your little scheme to start a food fight. She said how you came to her, asking if she would dump her tray onto Ann's lap. She told us the whole story. Clearly, you expected that it would be an accidental food fight and no one would trace it back to you. But thanks to Grace, you three are in big trouble."

"Lisa Jenkins, I am very disappointed in you. How could you do that to your sister, to us, to your school?" I looked down guiltily. My parents had come and picked me up from school, along with the divas. The dance was no longer canceled. Jamie, Melody, Grace, Greg and I were banned from the dance. It totally stunk for Jamie, since Kevin had asked her to go to the dance with him. Melody was always surrounded by guys, and she would flirt like crazy. I would hang with friends. I never had a date and could totally care less. I had fun. That's what I was going to miss. I did feel bad about Grace and Greg though. They had been mere pawns in our plan, pawns that got eaten up, when they so willingly jumped to go to battle. The divas wouldn't go. They'd already wailed at me long and hard, asking me if I had any idea what this would do to their reputation. I felt slightly guilty, but after the first five minutes, I simply sat there writing a story in my head. Honestly, like they could tell the difference.

But they continued to wail for a long time. But it eventually ended, and I found myself alone in my room. In the end my parents had given me one month punishment, only to go to school, pick up the monsters and any other errands that I might have to do. It was no big deal, I still had phone and computer privileges. It was school punishment that I feared. Not the administrators punishment. They already had us clean the cafeteria and there was five of us, so it wasn't a huge deal. No, I meant the school itself.

Now, you know how their was that era back in England, in the 1500's, where the royal family started to turn on each other over the fight to be queen? Well, I've never known that to happen in my school. I mean, their have been loads of fights for power, but the famous family rulers have never fought each other. It would cause turmoil, destruction of the very fabric of the popularity cycle itself. But there's a first time for everything, and my family has been known for firsts. The whole two sets of identical twins? First. Having twins when it's not in your generation? First. Having blonds when both sides of your family come from a long line of curly haired brunettes, with the occasional red head? First. So clearly, it makes sense that a torrent of rumors about a certain unseen, brown-haired girl who was related to the most powerful twins in school, started circulating after Thanksgiving break. It wasn't going to end with a simple sorry. No, my sisters started it, and my school was only going to finish it when a long drawn out fight ended. Or should I use war?