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Rhonda's Spring Break-Personal Narrative
It was the smell of food that woke me up.
When I looked at the clock, I realized I’d been allowed to sleep in until almost noon. The previous night’s nightmare felt like a dream within a dream.
I could hear Hannah and Rhonda talking in the kitchen so I slipped away and into the bathroom. The thought of a shower sounded better than the food smelled which was saying a lot.
When I walked out into the living room, they were sitting down eating grilled cheese.
Hannah looked tired and a flood of guilt hit me.
Even tired, though, her smile was bright. “Before you ask, I called the school and told them you were sick. I’ve already got an excuse written.”
It didn’t even hit me that it was Thursday until she said that.
“I’m sorry about last night.”
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“What’s wrong?” Rhonda asked.
“I’ve never been to a theater, remember?”
She nodded.
I relaxed. “There’s a first time for everything."
She smiled proudly at me. “That’s my little authority challenger.”
I rolled my eyes.
I spent the day working on assignments. My goal was to be completely done until after Spring Break. Most of the homework took moments. When I finished my math, I handed it to Rhonda. I felt I owed her for last night.
Then I started on the speech for Daphne. Rhonda had trouble understanding why I was working so hard for her since she’d been such a jerk. I had some theories about Daphne that I’d been bouncing around in my brain. They weren't fully cooked, so I thought it best to keep them to myself for a while longer.
Seamus and Hannah were on their way out to run errands when Alex stopped by right after school.
He and I sat on the couch while Rhonda took her usual spot in the chair facing us.
“She had a nightmare last night,” Rhonda said.
I squeezed my eyes shut. There was no doubt in my mind that she was going to tell on me, but a small part of me had hoped she wouldn’t.
“Have you ever thought about taking control of the nightmare?" he asked.
“No, I hadn’t, but that’s a good
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“For now, about a week after school gets out.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means I’m working on a way to stay.”
I sat up and looked at him.
“I understand if you can’t. It’s not that it won’t hurt, but I’ll understand.”
Alex started twisting a piece of my hair around his finger. “The only way I’m leaving is if I take you with me."
I hated to rain on his determined parade.
“You do realize that we are only sixteen. My parents may have something to say about that."
Alex sat back. “Yeah, I’ve thought about that. Like I said I’m working on it.”
“Working on what?” Rhonda plopped down in the booth.
She slid over to let Jay sit down.
“His flight back down under,” I said.
Rhonda made an “oh” face.
Jay raised his hand like he needed permission to speak.
“I need to apologize to you,” he said, looking at me.
“No, you don’t.”
“Yes, I do. I was just caught off guard.”
I shrugged. “It’s okay. I seem to catch a lot of people off guard.”
“I have some questions though and I apologize in advance if they’re too personal.”
“Shoot,” I said

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