Hi! I’m Lindsay, you may have heard of me before? Maybe not.
Let’s just say I was in a book that was written recently, I forgot what it’s
called. This is what I guess you could
call a sequel to the first one.
Anyway, I was walking to school one day when I ran into
Bucky, the school bully, really, his name was Bartholomew. But that is another story. “Hi, Shorty! You want
to play some dodge ball?” he said as he threw a basketball at my face! Basketballs
are hard, and heavy. Imagine one of those two pound weights that people run
with getting thrown at you face. Not fun. I fell down, my nose was bleeding,
and I was crying. The principal and my friend Kate, and her brother Levi ran up
to me. “Lindsay, are you okay?” the principal and Levi asked. I didn’t answer,
I was way too busy listening to Kate yell and scream and scold Bucky. He looked
like a big three year old the way he coward before her. “Are you listening!?
What is up with you??? You don’t just throw a basketball at somebody’s face!
‘Hey have a ball!’ NO!!!” Kate screamed. Bucky was looking pretty scared when I
remembered my bloody nose. “Katherine, you can go to class now. I’ll take care
of Lindsay, you too Levi. And Bartholomew, see me in the office. You heard me, The Office!” The principal said. Bucky
shrunk down to six inches, and slunk away. The principal led me to the nurse’s
office, my nose was still bleeding. Wow! I thought. How much blood do I have up there? “Oh my! What happened? Come here
Lindsay.” Chloe, the head nurse said. I sat on the chair. “What happened???”
Chloe asked again. I explained it all, while watching her eyes get bigger and
bigger, wider and wider! I thought her eyes were going to pop right out of
their sockets!!! Chloe grabbed a wash cloth and started to clean my nose, she
bandaged it up and I looked dumb, so she just said that if my nose started to
bleed again, I should just ask to go to the ladies room. Well that was
brilliant!
As I walked into class the other kids’ eyes grew wide. I had
a feeling my nose looked crooked. During class I felt my nose began to bleed. I
sighed and raised my hand. “And so Prepositions- yes Lindsay? Do you need
something?” Mr. Lelli said. All the other kids stared at me. I drew in a
breath. “Yes sir, may I go to the ladies room?” I asked. He nodded and I ran out,
embarrassed. But not for the last time.
Later in class my nose began to bleed during Geography. “So
which one of you can tell me where Mt. Everest is located?” Mr. Lelli asked. I
raised my hand too quickly. “Oh, Lindsay. How about you come u and point it
out?” my cheeks flushed, and I shakily went up to the board. I looked around d
for it. “Hurry up Miss Tango!” Bucky sneered. I took in a breath. I pointed it
out. “Good job Miss- I mean Lindsay.” Mr. Lelli said. I smiled, sat back down,
asked to go to the bathroom, and when answered, ran out. I repeated this
process 12 times before and after recess. People picked on me, thinking I was
actually using the bathroom. Only Kate believed that I was fixing my nose.
The next day my nose still
looked crooked. Bucky sneered at me, and teased me, and I wanted to punch him.
Sometimes, school was so tough!
A week later, still the same. Two weeks later, status quo!
Finally, finally! My nose looks basically normal again! OH YAY!!! After what
seemed like years of humiliation, the suffering is over! Nobody teasing me no
one staring at me! But strangely, no more Bucky!
Okay, so I know that Bucky isn’t my favorite person, but
where could he be??? I mean honestly! I have never known him to ever be so
sorry that he hurt someone, and I’ve never known him to get expelled. So much
for my revenge plans of throwing a whole carton of eggs at him when he walked
to school, so much for TPing his locker. No one seems to care that has gone!
Mystery solved! He was moved to another class! Hallelujah!
He is out of my hair!!!
I saw Kate and she did not look happy. “Whats up?” I asked.
“I have been moved to the class with Bucky, without you.” She said. I sighed,
“That stinks.” I said. Levi nodded “why do you care?” I asked him. “Well, the
Bible says to mourn with those who mourn, and to rejoice with those who rejoice.”
H answered. I nodded, then said “Yes, but this is not at all the worst thing
that could possibly happen to Kate you know.” I said. “I’m not so sure, Kate
said it could be one of the worst.” Levi replied. Kate and I walked to our
class laughing, leaving a puzzled Levi to go to his class.
I went to class, without Kate. The whole class room felt
empty, even though it was chalked full with kids. New kids were there, and that
meant everyone needed a new partner. Everyone hung out with someone else Mr.
Lelli paired us up with. I was with Kate, but now I needed a new partner.
“Alright! Ya’ll get new partners, so pay attention to who your with.” Mr. Lelli
ordered. “Samsony/ Clevey.” He stared to call out names. I waited for mine.
“Tango/ Dolomite.” He called out mine. I wondered who Dolomite was.
Well, is soon found out. A new girl whose real name was Brittany.
I liked that sound. Lindsay and Brittany. Yes, that sounded good. Perhaps she
would be almost as close a friend as Kate! Maybe she would be a genius and
would help me with homework! Or maybe she’s a mean, snotty, perfect girl who
just moved here. Oh brother! I should meet this girl before I blow up! Oh, I hope
she’s goo!
Forget about good! We go together great! Like Pb&J, like
salt and pepper, like cheese and mice, like- anyway, at lunch, we shared cookies, talked about the
newest pop star, and even told each other our phone numbers. It was really
cool, even Kate seemed to like her…
Well, pretty soon Kate, Brittany, and I all became the
cookie gang! The reason why was because we all gave out cookies to everyone one
day. It was for our Sunday school class. I even gave a cookie to Bucky, or
Bartholomew. It was awesome! So I guess
that change, really in retrospect isn’t all that bad! I mean come on, if Kate
hadn’t moved to a different class, I wouldn’t get a new partner. And f I didn’t
get a new partner, I wouldn’t have met Brittany! Wow, everything always works
out for the best doesn’t it!?