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Authors: Celeste Buie
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Future Professions Day, Wednesday is Wild Day—dress in costume or mismatched—Thursday will be Tropic Day, and of course Friday is School Spirit Day. The annual class hallway decoration contest will be Thursday after school from three to six. Seniors will have the main hallway in the front of the school, juniors are in the English wing, sophomores have the art wing, and freshmen are in the math wing. The powder puff game follows hallway decoration at seven P.M. Who wants to make posters to advertise the upcoming week?”
A few hands shot up.
“Great. It would be awesome if you could each make one or two posters and put them up around the school. The other popular theme was decades, so that’s what our homecoming floats will be. Each grade will pick a decade starting with seniors, then juniors, and so on. Get into groups and decide what your top choices are.”
Adrienne, Elyse, Zach, Emilee, Lauren, Nichole, a few others, and I moved to a round table in the back of the library.
“Who here has seen the new guy? Well, besides Brynn, of course.” Emilee did a quick look around the circle, but her glare stopped on me. “Dibs.” It was both a claim and warning. I felt her irritation with me across the table.
“Don’t you have a boyfriend?” Elyse challenged.
“Technically, yes.”
“And you want another one, or you’re looking to replace the current one?”
“Either. I don’t expect you to understand. Some of us can handle more than one guy.”
“
Some
are too boy-friendly for their own good.”
“What exactly are you saying?”
“What I’m saying is that you’re a—”
“Hey, let’s decide on our decade,” I interrupted before Elyse could dig herself a bigger hole. Everyone looked at me. “My vote is for the seventies or eighties. We can get some mannequins and dress them in authentic outfits. Or pick a famous band from the era and decorate it as a concert stage.”
Emilee wasn’t going to allow herself to be sidetracked. She squinted at me. “Didn’t you walk with him to class? As in, like,
every
class?”
“Um, yeah, I stopped by Mr. Newland’s office this morning and he asked me to show Landon his locker. We have the same first hour.” I had no idea why I felt the need to explain.
“That’s convenient,” she muttered.
“I didn’t arrange his schedule.”
“Why are you being so possessive of a guy you just met?” Elyse asked.
“It’s nothing you could possibly understand.”
Zach looked like he wanted to pull his hair out. “Chill out, Emilee. Seriously. You’ve been a grouch all day. I can’t take it anymore. Let’s focus on what we’re supposed to be discussing.”
Emilee sat back in her chair and crossed her arms with a huff. But Zach’s words worked.
Our conversation went back on topic, and we were able to get a jumpstart on our hallway and float designs. We assembled as a group again to announce our choices. We picked the eighties, the juniors chose the seventies, the sophomores wanted the twenties, and freshmen decided on the sixties.
“I know it seems like there’s plenty of time before Homecoming Week, but it’s going to fly by. Use these first two weeks to secure sponsors and collect donated items from local businesses. If you’re really organized, you can actually ask for specific clothing or props that go with your decade. This will save you valuable time because it will require fewer modifications.”
The meeting adjourned, and Elyse and I walked out together.
“Do you want to be there when he’s in front of the firing squad again, as you put it?” she teased.
“No,” I cringed. I’d spent enough time with him. Any more would be dating him. “When is the interview?” I asked.
“Either tomorrow or the next day after school. I want to think of some good questions to ask him. I have the standard ones, but I thought I’d flavor it up a bit.”
Good. I hoped she gave him a thorough interview. “I think it would be better if I wasn’t
A few hands shot up.
“Great. It would be awesome if you could each make one or two posters and put them up around the school. The other popular theme was decades, so that’s what our homecoming floats will be. Each grade will pick a decade starting with seniors, then juniors, and so on. Get into groups and decide what your top choices are.”
Adrienne, Elyse, Zach, Emilee, Lauren, Nichole, a few others, and I moved to a round table in the back of the library.
“Who here has seen the new guy? Well, besides Brynn, of course.” Emilee did a quick look around the circle, but her glare stopped on me. “Dibs.” It was both a claim and warning. I felt her irritation with me across the table.
“Don’t you have a boyfriend?” Elyse challenged.
“Technically, yes.”
“And you want another one, or you’re looking to replace the current one?”
“Either. I don’t expect you to understand. Some of us can handle more than one guy.”
“
Some
are too boy-friendly for their own good.”
“What exactly are you saying?”
“What I’m saying is that you’re a—”
“Hey, let’s decide on our decade,” I interrupted before Elyse could dig herself a bigger hole. Everyone looked at me. “My vote is for the seventies or eighties. We can get some mannequins and dress them in authentic outfits. Or pick a famous band from the era and decorate it as a concert stage.”
Emilee wasn’t going to allow herself to be sidetracked. She squinted at me. “Didn’t you walk with him to class? As in, like,
every
class?”
“Um, yeah, I stopped by Mr. Newland’s office this morning and he asked me to show Landon his locker. We have the same first hour.” I had no idea why I felt the need to explain.
“That’s convenient,” she muttered.
“I didn’t arrange his schedule.”
“Why are you being so possessive of a guy you just met?” Elyse asked.
“It’s nothing you could possibly understand.”
Zach looked like he wanted to pull his hair out. “Chill out, Emilee. Seriously. You’ve been a grouch all day. I can’t take it anymore. Let’s focus on what we’re supposed to be discussing.”
Emilee sat back in her chair and crossed her arms with a huff. But Zach’s words worked.
Our conversation went back on topic, and we were able to get a jumpstart on our hallway and float designs. We assembled as a group again to announce our choices. We picked the eighties, the juniors chose the seventies, the sophomores wanted the twenties, and freshmen decided on the sixties.
“I know it seems like there’s plenty of time before Homecoming Week, but it’s going to fly by. Use these first two weeks to secure sponsors and collect donated items from local businesses. If you’re really organized, you can actually ask for specific clothing or props that go with your decade. This will save you valuable time because it will require fewer modifications.”
The meeting adjourned, and Elyse and I walked out together.
“Do you want to be there when he’s in front of the firing squad again, as you put it?” she teased.
“No,” I cringed. I’d spent enough time with him. Any more would be dating him. “When is the interview?” I asked.
“Either tomorrow or the next day after school. I want to think of some good questions to ask him. I have the standard ones, but I thought I’d flavor it up a bit.”
Good. I hoped she gave him a thorough interview. “I think it would be better if I wasn’t
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