it's monday, no mary, no squirrel

where is mary?

it was really cold this morning while i waited for her outside of my house since she has to pass by me on the way to school. but she never showed. i wondered if she was ignoring me. i figured she was still angry about the facebook thing.

i head to school without her and dream of some new pranks to play. I could create a fake facebook account, become her friend and then post an ad for weight watchers on her wall. Haha. Good one Sami.

I figure i'll see her in our second period math class and I'll throw something at her.

But she isn't there. Instead i tear out a sheet of paper, scribble "where is mary?" and throw it at her friend lilly chung.

she throws back. "dont know. said she would be back today. jerk." I guess she heard about the hair removal prank.

i write a response apologizing for the facebook thing and start crumpling the paper into a ball to throw it when i am called on by the teacher.

"sami, how do you answer this question"

"well um, id start on the left" its an algebra question. that gets a few chuckles which just annoys the teacher. i didnt mean to be funny but i have an uncanny way of saying things that come of as funny half the time.

"ok, anyone else?"

that day in gym class, while playing defense against randall, i tell him that mary's still not around. he spins, hits a layup and says "Pay attention. or ill school you."

i check him the ball, he open his mouth as if he's about to talk. i relax my defense and put my hands down and wait to hear what he has to say. but then he just takes a quick dribble and lays up again. tricky bastard.

this time i hold the ball till he says something.

"so i asked my cousin about that computer stuff. he thinks your an idiot and probably left it on hibernate. as for the squirrel thing, sounds personal. you guys ever talk about squirrels?"

i say no, we dont. why would we talk about squirrels.

"i dont know." he pauses, looks slyly off to the side and says "nigel had an idea" after that i check him the ball and we finish up our game and i dont mention mary or the squirrel stuff again.

in the locker room, james, a senior runs by with a water gun while we are changing into our normal clothes and gets us pretty wet. hes on the football team. likes to pick on the underclassman. how cliche is that?

he does this about once a week- hes been a real pain. we got him back once by egging him but later he wrestled me to the ground and kept on slapping me with my own hands while saying "why do you keep slapping yourself? why do you keep slapping yourself" now we just take it.

"you like it! you love it! YOU NEED IT!" he yells at us as he sprays us.

i go to the 8th floor during my lunch break. thats the freshman hangout. the lower years all have their lockers on the higher floors. i carefully navigate around the kids playing magic cards and i skid on over to lilly chung and say "hey. hope im not interrupting anything"

she's reading a copy of "In Touch" magazine. she doesnt look up from it but just says "hey" back. it sucks that when a girl is angry at you all of her freinds have to be angry at you too.

"i was hoping you could tell mary i am sorry about the facebook thing. i'd tell her myself but i can't get in touch with her. "

"sure." is all she says. now im nervous. its hard to talk to someone who doesnt want to talk to you.

"also, could you tell her that was a great prank she pulled on me friday nite. do you know how she did it?"

"what prank?" well apparently mary hadn't told her. which is pretty weird because why would you pull a prank and not tell your friends? doesnt that take the fun out if? and dont girls tell each other everything?

so i tell her what happened, and didn't quite get the reaction i was looking for.

"friday? she IM'ed you friday? i've been trying to get in touch with her for a week! she always goes away and never contacts anyone and then she contacts YOU to play a prank. and i was having issues this weekend!"

i shake my head in sarcastic disappointment."how messed up is that? so..." i pause for affect. "what do you think she meant by the squirrel?" i say.

"i don't know" i think she ignored the question too upset by the fact that mary didnt tell her. "im going to text her right now."

she texts, we wait a moment and get no response.

"thanks. let me know if she gets back to you. ill do the same" i say and then head down to the lunch room for some oval pizza and chocolate milk.

"you know you look like you peed on yourself?" she yells as im walking away. i guess im still pretty wet from the water gun.