My principal sat in front of me counting to ten and pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to stay calm. I just stayed there picking at my nails, trying not to laugh at this whole situation. It’s really hard not to when the principal’s head is redder than a cherry blow pop.
“Miss Williams.” He started.
“Yes, Mr. Anderson?” I spoke like that dude from the matrix. I’m always poking fun at his last name; he counted to ten again slowly.
“Care to explain why there is a cow on the second floor?!” He boomed.
Huh, I guess counting doesn’t work after all. I gave him an innocent look.
“Why sir! I’m appalled to think that you think I had anything to do with that prank!” I said in false shock, and might I add it was awesome! He looked like he was going to have an aneurism!
“There’s a sign on each side, saying: Anna Rules!” He yelled. I couldn’t stop the slight chuckle that escaped. He looked ready to kill.
“Aw! C’mon, Mr. A! It was funny and you know it! Besides you’re lucky I decided against using an actual bull, so you’re welcome.” I shrug.
“Get out!” He screamed. I stood up and saluted him.
“Yes sir! How long this time Cherry?” I asked him. Hmmm, I like calling him that because it seems like any time I’m near him his head turns to that color.
“Two weeks.” He spit out.
I smiled at him widely, and sauntered out, but not before turning around and saying, “You might want to give that poor cow some hay.”
He looked ready to strangle me, so I booked it out of there, laughing. I saw Mrs. Henderson, the secretary of the office, on my way out. She chuckled at me.
“A cow Anna? Really?” She laughed, but kept it quiet as to not disturb the bear in his office. She was one of my favorite faculty members here. She was in her late fifties, and had a round face, but still as feisty as they come.
“Well, yeah! I couldn’t get a hold of an elephant on such a short notice.” I shrugged, joking. I grabbed my side bag from the chair, and headed out with a new kick in my step. I wanted to kill some time before 4th period was over so I can see my best friends Danny, who was my gay go to guy friend, and Missy who was shy, but was good for a lookout, and gave amazing pep talks.
Bathroom it is! Heading in there I fixed myself and combed through my soft colored red hair that goes down to my shoulder blades, and fixed a smudge under my hazel eyes. Today they’re greener in color, while other days, they could be a light brown.
“Dang, I got to get a tan.” I muttered to myself. I had pale white skin that Danny adored but I hated to no end. I did not want to look like some sparkly vampire thank you very much! The bell rang above me, and I walked outside my science class, waiting for my friends to come out for lunch. Danny was out first.
“Danny boy!” I yelled. He rolled his eyes at me, but smiled and picked me up, doing a spinning hug. I laughed as he put me down.
“I have to say Red, that cow thing turned out pretty genius.” He praised. We gave each other high fives, and just then Missy came out. I gave her a quick hug before we set off to leave.
“How’s your foot?” I asked, trying not to laugh. He huffed.
“That stupid cow! I know we blind folded it, but did it really have to step on me?” He complained, hobbling along. Missy and I laughed at him.
“Well, you shouldn’t have called her fat.” I shrugged; he gave me a flat look.
“She’s a cow. They’re supposed to be fat.” We all laughed as we saw animal control walk in. We all usually walk to my house after school. It takes about twenty minutes, and sucks if it’s raining.
We lived in northern Montana, and it was pretty here except for the dang snow in the winter. I hate the cold, but it was close to the end of the school year, and that means we’d all be adults living in the real world. I sighed as my sundress swished and my cowboy boots clacked against the sidewalk.
“What’s wrong Anna?” Missy asked. She never called me Red, for some reason. Maybe she thought it offends me? I looked into her pale blue eyes, as her long dark brown hair flew with the wind.
“We have three and a half months until we graduate! And I’m still not sure on what to do!” I complained while resting my head on Danny’s shoulder. He pats my cheek, and laughs.
“You could probably get into any college with your grades!” He smiled. I scrunched my nose.
“I don’t want to go to college! Hmmm, maybe I’ll travel the world?” I suggested. That sounded pretty cool. Danny laughed lightly and brushed the stray blonde hair out of his deep brown eyes.
“That sounds like you.” He nodded to himself. Missy agreed, and I finally knew what I want to do, that made me grin but then it faded.
“Crap!” I exclaimed. They looked at me.
“What?” Missy asked, as I put a hand to my forehead.
“You need money to travel. And I doubt my middle income mom would want to pitch in.” I sighed. Not that I’d ask her anyways, she works too hard as it is. There goes that plan.
“Why don’t you ask your dad?” Danny suggested. I punched him in the arm and he winced.