The Lonely Hearts Club
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"Okay, stop your blubbering, woman. You're being a big tear whore."
"What?" I screamed in surprise. I couldn't help but laugh. "What the hell was that?"
He shrugged. "Well, you needed a good laugh."
"Yeah, but 'tear whore'?"
"I was under pressure -- it was all I could think of."
He leaned in one last time to wipe the tears from my face. He smiled warmly at me. "All better?"
As I nodded, something caught my eye in the hallway. I saw Tracy staring at us with her mouth open. She walked away quickly when she knew she'd been spotted.
"Look, we've got two weeks left before break. Let's make a pact to not let anything get in the way of our .. . friendship again!' he said to me.
I smiled at him. "that would be great."
Crap
"All right, let's get back to our lockers before we're late for first period." He put his arm around me and led me to my locker. A wave of relief started to come over me as I grabbed my books. . I had completely forgotten that my first class was Spanish with Todd,. Crap.
Or, more appropriately, caca.
there was no way I was going to pass Spanish. I kept copying everything Senora Coles was writing on the blackboard, but I couldn't concentrate. Todd, came in a few minutes late to class with a pass, and I was too scared to look over at him.
"All right, just a reminder that your final is next Thursday. that's it for today. Now it's time for your conversations. En Espanol, por favor" Senora Coles said to the class as she walked to her desk in the back of the room.
I turned around to face Todd, and found him staring at my wrist. I wore a long-sleeved sweater to cover up the bruise, but you could still see some of the brown and blue. I opened my mouth to speak, but couldn't think of what to say.
Todd, said something, but his voice was so low, I couldn't hear him.
"Que? I asked.
Todd, looked over at me. "Lo siento, Margarita, Lo siento."
He looked exhausted. Before I could say anything, the bell rang. I started to collect my books. When I walked out of the class Todd, was waiting for me.
"I really meant it, Penny. I'm sorry." His face was red, and he was slouching up against the lockers right outside of class.
"thanks, Todd,."
He gave me a weak smile before he headed to his next class. Todd, just didn't seem like Todd, unless he was making a joke or goofing around. I felt a little sad -- how much else could possibly change? I could hardly keep up as it was.
By lunch the entire school knew that not only had Todd, gotten drunk on Saturday night, but his parents had caught him, and this morning they'd met with Principal Braddock, who'd had no choice but to suspend Todd, from the basketball team for three games.
Now I understood why Todd, was so upset. Even though it was his own fault,
"So . . ." Jen said as Morgan sat down, "Where did you and Tyson run off to after the party?"
Morgan blushed.
"Nice!" Jen laughed. "I see it was a successful evening all around."
"Oh, leave her alone," Diane said.
"Actually, this is sort of what I wanted to talk about," Tracy said.
Morgan looked horrified.
"No," Tracy shook her head. "I meant about the Club." She started to hand everybody a sheet of paper.
My heart jumped when it got to me. I was a little hurt that this was the first I was seeing of it. I knew we talked about it, but still. . .
The New and Improved Rules of. The Lonely Hearts Club
Heretofore are thy official rules for members of "the Lonely Hearts Club." All members must agree to such terms or thy membership shall be struck from thy record.
Members are allowed to date, but must never, ever forget that their friends come first and foremost.
Members are not allowed to date jerks, tools, liars, scum of the earth, or basically anybody who doesn't treat them well.
Members are required to attend all Club meetings on Saturday nights. No member shall wuss out on attending due to a date with a boy. Exceptions are still for family emergencies and bad hair days only,
Members will attend all couple events together as a group, including, but not limited to, Homecoming, Prom, parties, and other couply events. Members may choose to bring a boy with them, but said male attends event at his own risk.
Members must first and foremost be supportive of their friends, no matter what choices they make. What matters most is for us to stick together.
And most of all, under no circumstances, shall anybody take what is said in the Club and use it against someone, You all know what I'm referring to.
Violators of the rules are subject to membership disqualification, public humiliation, vicious rumors, and possible beheading.
As people started reading, there was a lot of head nodding and verbal support for the new rules. I looked over and saw that Tracy was waiting for a reaction from me. "What do you say, boss lady?"
"Let's make this a group vote. All in favor of the new rules;"
All the hands at the table shot up.
"Thank God!" Tracy exclaimed. "Michelle, can you please start dating my brother again so he'll talk to me?"
Michelle started to blush.
"Here, invite him to the party." Amy started passing out envelopes. "There is one for each of you, but feel free to bring a guest. Even male ones." She winked at Morgan.
Amy handed me mine, which had "Penny Lane, Fearless Leader" written neatly on the front. She was throwing a big holiday party for the Club after our final exams.
"What?" I screamed in surprise. I couldn't help but laugh. "What the hell was that?"
He shrugged. "Well, you needed a good laugh."
"Yeah, but 'tear whore'?"
"I was under pressure -- it was all I could think of."
He leaned in one last time to wipe the tears from my face. He smiled warmly at me. "All better?"
As I nodded, something caught my eye in the hallway. I saw Tracy staring at us with her mouth open. She walked away quickly when she knew she'd been spotted.
"Look, we've got two weeks left before break. Let's make a pact to not let anything get in the way of our .. . friendship again!' he said to me.
I smiled at him. "that would be great."
Crap
"All right, let's get back to our lockers before we're late for first period." He put his arm around me and led me to my locker. A wave of relief started to come over me as I grabbed my books. . I had completely forgotten that my first class was Spanish with Todd,. Crap.
Or, more appropriately, caca.
there was no way I was going to pass Spanish. I kept copying everything Senora Coles was writing on the blackboard, but I couldn't concentrate. Todd, came in a few minutes late to class with a pass, and I was too scared to look over at him.
"All right, just a reminder that your final is next Thursday. that's it for today. Now it's time for your conversations. En Espanol, por favor" Senora Coles said to the class as she walked to her desk in the back of the room.
I turned around to face Todd, and found him staring at my wrist. I wore a long-sleeved sweater to cover up the bruise, but you could still see some of the brown and blue. I opened my mouth to speak, but couldn't think of what to say.
Todd, said something, but his voice was so low, I couldn't hear him.
"Que? I asked.
Todd, looked over at me. "Lo siento, Margarita, Lo siento."
He looked exhausted. Before I could say anything, the bell rang. I started to collect my books. When I walked out of the class Todd, was waiting for me.
"I really meant it, Penny. I'm sorry." His face was red, and he was slouching up against the lockers right outside of class.
"thanks, Todd,."
He gave me a weak smile before he headed to his next class. Todd, just didn't seem like Todd, unless he was making a joke or goofing around. I felt a little sad -- how much else could possibly change? I could hardly keep up as it was.
By lunch the entire school knew that not only had Todd, gotten drunk on Saturday night, but his parents had caught him, and this morning they'd met with Principal Braddock, who'd had no choice but to suspend Todd, from the basketball team for three games.
Now I understood why Todd, was so upset. Even though it was his own fault,
"So . . ." Jen said as Morgan sat down, "Where did you and Tyson run off to after the party?"
Morgan blushed.
"Nice!" Jen laughed. "I see it was a successful evening all around."
"Oh, leave her alone," Diane said.
"Actually, this is sort of what I wanted to talk about," Tracy said.
Morgan looked horrified.
"No," Tracy shook her head. "I meant about the Club." She started to hand everybody a sheet of paper.
My heart jumped when it got to me. I was a little hurt that this was the first I was seeing of it. I knew we talked about it, but still. . .
The New and Improved Rules of. The Lonely Hearts Club
Heretofore are thy official rules for members of "the Lonely Hearts Club." All members must agree to such terms or thy membership shall be struck from thy record.
Members are allowed to date, but must never, ever forget that their friends come first and foremost.
Members are not allowed to date jerks, tools, liars, scum of the earth, or basically anybody who doesn't treat them well.
Members are required to attend all Club meetings on Saturday nights. No member shall wuss out on attending due to a date with a boy. Exceptions are still for family emergencies and bad hair days only,
Members will attend all couple events together as a group, including, but not limited to, Homecoming, Prom, parties, and other couply events. Members may choose to bring a boy with them, but said male attends event at his own risk.
Members must first and foremost be supportive of their friends, no matter what choices they make. What matters most is for us to stick together.
And most of all, under no circumstances, shall anybody take what is said in the Club and use it against someone, You all know what I'm referring to.
Violators of the rules are subject to membership disqualification, public humiliation, vicious rumors, and possible beheading.
As people started reading, there was a lot of head nodding and verbal support for the new rules. I looked over and saw that Tracy was waiting for a reaction from me. "What do you say, boss lady?"
"Let's make this a group vote. All in favor of the new rules;"
All the hands at the table shot up.
"Thank God!" Tracy exclaimed. "Michelle, can you please start dating my brother again so he'll talk to me?"
Michelle started to blush.
"Here, invite him to the party." Amy started passing out envelopes. "There is one for each of you, but feel free to bring a guest. Even male ones." She winked at Morgan.
Amy handed me mine, which had "Penny Lane, Fearless Leader" written neatly on the front. She was throwing a big holiday party for the Club after our final exams.
