The Life of Vi

Chapter-5-

                                “Vi! Tell me all about it! I want to know everything!” said Tammie over the phone. I’m guessing she was staring out her window at my house waiting for Haden to leave so she could call me because after I waved good-bye to Haden as he went in his dad’s truck the phone was ringing. I mean, how else could she call me in perfect timing?

                “Gosh Tam, why do you think if you leave me alone with a guy we would do something?”

                “Because! Well tell me what you guys did!”

                “Umm, well I told him about the classes and what we already learned; we did all our homework, and watched some TV.”

                “That’s it?” Tammie said kind of disappointedly.

                “Yeah, well we did kiss.” After I said that I regretted it. Tammie screamed in the phone one of those high voiced girl screams and I bet the whole neighborhood could hear it. She was so loud.

                “OMG, OMG , OMG!!! Why didn’t you tell me that in the first place? Ahhhhh! I can’t believe it!” Tammie was screaming into the phone now. This is why I wasn’t going to tell her in the first place. But I knew if I didn’t, she would find out some way and then kill me because I didn’t tell her first. “Ok you have to tell me EVERYTHING! Was it like a make-out or was it a peck? Does this make you officially boyfriend and girlfriend now? “

                “It was a good-bye kiss,” I say because if I told her it was a make-out I wouldn’t be able to hear out of my right ear anymore.

                “How long was it?”

                “I don’t know how long it was! Am I supposed to keep track?”

                “Can you please stop freaking out? I’m not making a big deal out of it so you shouldn’t!”

                “If you don’t make a big deal out of it then I have to!” Tammie said with some attitude, “Well I have to go my mom has to do ‘business calls’ which we all know it means she’s calling her new boyfriend.UGH! Bye.”

                “Bye,” I said and flopped on to my fluffy bed.

                Tammie’s mom, Nancy, is divorce for about two years now and since day one of being single, Nancy has been on a husband hunt. She’s exactly like Tammie, always needs a guy in her life. But being a mother of 4 you would think it’s hard for her to find someone who’s willing to take in 4 kids.  Right? No, not true. She has guys begging for her. Nancy still looks like she’s in her early 30s when really she’s 43. She has a bob hair cut and blonde hair like Tammie. She’s not super thin but not fat; she is right in the middle. And she has a caring personality. Everyone loves her.

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The beginning of the day went well. I survived though the morning classes and now it was time for lunch. I had lunch from home so I went straight to the library. I walked in and all I could hear was the loud booming voice of the gym teacher, Mr. Johnson, and the squeaky voice of the librarian flirting. I continue to walk into the library and said hi to the two teachers.

                 “Good afternoon Victoria! Nice to see you today!” Ms. R ,the librarian, said. She was a scrawny little woman. Probably in her earlier 50s but by the look of her you would think she’s 80. She had gray hair that sat in a little bun on the back of her head. She always wore old dresses that were two sizes too big and today she was wearing a dark purple dress with big tropical flowers pasted on it. But Ms. R can find anything about anything anywhere. In a book, on the internet, or even in school files, she knows it all.

                “Be ready for P.E. today, Vi. We will be playing volleyball!” Mr. Johnson said after Ms. R. He was a short chubby fellow but had big muscles in his arms. I think he used to do wrestling, but those are just the rumors. Mr. Johnson wore sunglasses everyday (even in the winter) and wore shorts 70s and a t-shirt. He was a nice guy, but he pushed everyone.

                “I will.” I say trying to sound enthusiastic but I think he knows how much I hate volleyball. So I head to the back corner of the library. There is a big window next to the corner so you always have light and it’s the quietest spot in the library. I found it in the beginning of the year and claimed it. But when I walk to the corner past the book case, someone is there, in my spot. Really? I think. Why of all days someone has to take my spot today? I decide to go to the corner to see who it is when the person calls out…

                “Hey! Tammie was right. You are always here,” said the voice. And I knew exactly who it was. It was Haden. 

                “What do you want?” I ask just wanting some peace for once.

                “Can’t I eat lunch with one of my friends?” says Haden

                “Yes but not with me,” I snap at him.

                Haden grows softer, “What’s the matter Vi?  Did I do something wrong yesterday? ‘Cause I think you liked it.”

                Oh no he just hit a nerve. “Why would you think that?”

                “Because you didn’t stop me and if you wanted to, you could.”

                I plopped right down next to him and start eating my lunch. “I really don’t want to talk about it,” I say, “Can I just eat my lunch in peace?”

                “Sure,” Haden says, “But after school, I think we should have a proper date because I don’t usually go around kissing girls without getting to know them first.” Before I could say anything else he said, “I’ll pick you up at five.” And then he left.

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                Tammie got to have study hall at the end of the day so we hung out together in the library. And the first thing she says to me was, “Did Haden find you during lunch? He asked me where you were and I told him where you usually are and a list of the other places you could be too! OMG! I think he likes you! Soooo what did he want?”

                “He wanted to take me on a date after school because he doesn’t ‘go around kissing girls without getting to know them first’ whatever that means,” I say it with some attitude because in all the afternoon subjects he ignored me and wouldn’t take ‘no’ as an answer. Why is he insisting on taking me out?

                “So what did you say?”

                “I said no a couple of times, but he wasn’t listening to me.”

                “YOU SAID NO???”

                “Quiet down! And yes I said no a bunch of times but he’s still taking me out.”

                “Than you are going out!” Tammie says, “And I’m going to help you get ready!” Now I really have no choice.  “Oh! We should really finish our homework now so we will have time to get you ready.” And we did finish our homework and it’s in record time for Tammie.