So, tomorrow, we have this gross thing called Field Day. It's basically like gym class, except it lasts two hours. No one really likes it except the jock guys, who proclaim it serious business and take out any fun that could possibly be had anyway. Each grade is pitted against the others, which is annoying because a lot of my friends are in other grades, and I can't get near them to talk to them while Field Day is going on. We are, however, permitted to wear shorts to school tomorrow, which could potentially make for some good eye candy...
I often skip Field Day, but I'm not sure if we're having classes before Field Day, and I need to see FCG if we do. Sometimes we only have the ones before lunch, which would suck horribly because my class with FCG is directly after lunch while the one I hate with a passion and often leave close to tears from is directly before lunch. Sometimes we do short classes and have them all. We usually did the former in middle school except one year, but I can't remember what we did last year. (Also, my mom is letting me save my 3 free absences for the hellish week after the AP Exam. I told her there was no reason for me to ever, ever go back after next Wednesday, but sadly, you get 3 free absences per quarter, not 1235645241, so I can't do that.)
In middle school, you couldn't get away with not signing up to do any events, but in high school, you so totally can. Even Mrs. History Teacher said so. My friends and I didn't sign up for anything last year, either, and we aren't going to this year. If you pay your $5, you're basically allowed to do whatever the hell you want. We all hate Field Day, and someone in our group currently has a damaged knee, so we are going to use, "Oh, but we didn't want her to be lonely!" as our excuse if needed.
You better believe I'm skipping stupid Field Day my junior and senior years. There is no point. Ugh, I also need to stop procrastinating on my math homework, but it's too boring and confusing, so I'll just keep typing this!
Anyway, FCG was nervous today because she has to go meet the boss for her summer job soon. We also somehow got onto the subject of hair, and she randomly demanded I feel hers. I was, of course, more than happy to oblige.
Then, she became sad. A quick backstory first: At my school, if you have a certain grade in a class, you don't have to take the final at the end of the year. The only one (besides the AP history, which is mandatory) I'll be taking this year is chemistry, but I could possibly have math too if I do badly on my next test. (The test that determines this? Why, it's no other day than next Wednesday, of course, two hours before I see FCG as she leaves forever. High chance I'll fail just due to nerves.)
FCG has been so happy the past few days because she believes that she has a high enough grade in every class to not have to take any finals. The keyword phrase here is "she believes." She is really, really looking forward to leaving that shit school forever and not having to take any finals. Nothing makes her happier.
Well, today, she was informed that she will more than likely have to take the French final. She went from, "Oh, Super Duck, feel my hair while I tell you about my summer job~ :D" to, "WHAT NOOOOO :(" in about .0000000001 seconds. The teacher just destroyed her dreams of not having any finals, which she had been excited about for days. I think I might have seen tears forming in those gorgeous pale blue eyes, but she went from sad to all-out rage mode too quickly for me to be sure. Awww...
She begged and begged for extra credit opportunities and such before next Wednesday. The teacher seemed to be taking some sick sort of delight in this, judging by her expression as she calculated FCG's grade. FCG got super quiet.
Me: FCG? Are you okay?
FCG: No! I didn't want to have to take any stupid tests, and now I probably have to. I'm so pissed.
Me: Aww, it's gonna be alright.
FCG: Not if I have to take this stupid test!
No one upsets FCG, even over something as small as this! I might have to kick some ass. >:)