First Kisses come in Seventh Grade 51

don't read this!~ Chris asked you out. Literally. You were running in the hall again. Running to your locker as usual, except you were gonna be late today because you were held back in class for a talk. When your name was finally cleared, you marked it again by taking a full gallop down the stairs. You had learned how to stop crashing into people. You just completely pull on your brakes and you don't crash into anyone. Another option was steering your feet anywhere but into people. So often times you'd end up on a water fountain, in the wall and into doors or lockers. It hurt but at least it was just you and not you AND the innocent walker. Once you crashed into a wall instead of th

Chris asked you out. Literally. You were running in the hall again. Running to your locker as usual, except you were gonna be late today because you were held back in class for a talk. When your name was finally cleared, you marked it again by taking a full gallop down the stairs. You had learned how to stop crashing into people. You just completely pull on your brakes and you don't crash into anyone. Another option was steering your feet anywhere but into people. So often times you'd end up on a water fountain, in the wall and into doors or lockers. It hurt but at least it was just you and not you AND the innocent walker. Once you crashed into a wall instead of the eighth grade kids upstairs and one guy shouted after you, "Hey, don't rape the wall!"

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  1. You slouched in your seat and glowered. "Ms. White, that kind of behavior is unacceptable at school or anywhere else. Show some respect, you represent a Maline Middle student, you represent Maline Middle school. How you just behaved there was out of terms and clean up duty should be assigned," he said. "So? The troll snot there has an unacceptable behavior as well. Did you see what he did?" "What I saw was you demonstrating violence to a whole crowd of students and parents and younger siblings of students. And you do not call others by the name of troll snot," he boomed. "The guy was touching my friend's butt," you said. "Then she should have or you should have been a better friend and reported to a teacher," he said. "And you'll do what? Have a nice little talk with the pervert and then let him go out and do that again?" you snapped. "Violence was not the answer," he snapped back impatient. "He called me b----," you mutter. "Weren't you the girl who got hurt by Jessica Jones? Did you learn your lesson then?" he asks you. "I sure did sir and today I've proved what I've learned," you said. You were assigned a week of clean up duty.
  2. Your Mum punished you by making you take your brothers out to the elementary school Halloween party. "Put on something orange," your Mum tells you. "Why?" you asked. "Because that is the rules of the school party. Everyone wears orange or black," she answered as she shoved an orange sweater over Willy's head. "What kind of dumb party is that? Who's the new principal? We got to wear costumes and have a costume contest, why does everyone have to wear orange?" you complained. "Kids that can't afford costumes may feel left out and it's just better because then everyone is wearing orange or black. You never know, someone can dress in a costume and shoot the students and teachers," she replies. "Why can't Steve take them out?" you asked. "Steve's busy." "Busy with what?" "Oh why don't you be quiet," she snaps.
  3. Your Mum drops you off at the party. You hung around in the corners. A few fifth grade boys were playing basketball behind the teacher's back. The hoops were right above the food. They would glance at you to see if you were gonna report them. Why would you? They kept the mini games going.
  4. A little girl came up to you. She was holding a cookie. You remembered when you were in second grade. You always steered clear of any scary middle or high schoolers. Maybe you looked really dorky right now with last year's orange jail suit. But this little second grader came right up to you. She wasn't scared. That annoyed you a little. Didn't they always say, middle schoolers can take a little elementary kid and launch them into toilets and stuff? The little kid held the cookie up to you. She had an orange skirt, glittery orange top and a little headband among a forest of crazy brown curls. You noticed her socks were Hannah Montana. "Do you like Hannah Montana?" you asked her. She looks up at you with those huge brown eyes. "No, my sister does," she says. You took the cookie and stuck it in your mouth. Gross. The flavor invaded your tongue. But you kept the cookie in there.
  5. "So why are you wearing Hannah Montana socks?" you asked her. "My sister likes Hannah Montana. I don't. The songs are annoying. My sister is annoying. So I wore her socks. I like them because every time I walk, I step on Hannah Montana," she says. You loved this kid. You actually swallow the cookie. "So who's your sister?" you asked her.
  6. The little girl grabs a plate of chips before answering. A basketball fell at your feet. You stooped down to pick it up and tossed it back to the guys. Your brother Jordan was playing with the fifth grade guys now. The little girl says, "Mandy." You nearly spat the cookie out. Something must've ran down your windpipe. You nodded as you chugged down a glass of punch. Horrible taste. "Yeah, I hate what the school provides too," said the little girl. It's like this girl was your age. Kinda. You grinned at her. There were still meshed up cookie in the back of your teeth. Chookie. You liked the word. Maybe you should invent a new cookie and call it chookie. "Here, classic coke," the little girl says as she hands you an ice cold can. It sounded like she was mimicking her uncle or something. "Where'd you get this?" you ask her. She points to a cooler that was dressed up as a mini coffin. "Neat," you said as you took the coke. "Open mine for me," she says as she hands you a second one. You smiled. Well, the new generation hadn't changed much. A little kid is still a little kid.
  7. "What's your name?" you ask her. "Winnie, short for Winifred," she says. "I'm Erin," you tell her. A basketball bonks you on the head. Luckily it lands on the floor. You flashed your eyes at the thrower. Two girls. Giggling third graders. "Grandmas," Winnie mumbled. "What?" you said. "Nothing," said Winnie. You only knew one person who would insult people by calling them Grandmas. Mandy of course. The little girls reminded you of the smaller version of you and Mandy. You were a little sad, you realized you kind of missed elementary.
  8. This year for Christmas, all you wanted was a Christmas tree and lots of snow. Last year's snow was the thin kind that only covered the surface and all it did was freeze the air to below zero. No good for packing into snowballs. You were busy. Busy working in organizations and raising money so other kids could get something wrapped this year too. Busy trying to save money for your friends, Mum and your brothers. You MIGHT get something for Steve if you had anything left. Money was tight. In the house and in your own pockets. You were only gonna spend on Ryan, Rene, Chris and Lily. Including your Mum, Jonathan, Derrick, Willy and Nick. That was nine people to hunt gifts for. The store wasn't cheap. You had taken a little newspaper job somewhere that out of the district that Chris wasn't doing. You had to bike there every day after school to send out newspapers and get a little cash each week.
  9. Sometimes you would stop your bike and stare at all the Christmas lights in the display windows. You wanted your window to look just like that. The big window in your living room to have a huge pine tree, complete with ornaments the size of oranges, string, candy canes, lights as bright as mini suns and topped with a shimmering star. Of course, you'd never get something that good but at least some lights on a tree would be nice. Lots of snow outside with you and your family in a warm home. You liked the feeling and stopped everyday at the corner grocery store to admire the lights. Not much, but it'd still be nice.
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