Chapter 4: Lasts & Firsts
The following takes place the day
after Chapter 1:
Jake
lamented the underwhelming sensation he felt as he parked his red Jetta in the
employee parking lot for the first time.
It was his last first day of high school. He strutted down the corridor doling out
sporadic head nods and hellos, as well as a couple of full-fledged low-fives.
He
took his usual seat on the bench, between Dylan and Erica, one arm around
each. He couldn’t help but smile. He saw them staring, whispering, and he loved
it. That morning he had arrived early
with Dylan and pulled up the blog on every computer screen in the library. Day 2 and they were rapidly approaching 1,000
hits. They’d hardly been back an hour
and everyone was talking about their creation.
A
small pack of sophomores approached.
“I
read your post,” one daring underclassman blurted out.
“It
was really good,” another chimed in and blushed.
Jake
winked and said, “Thanks,” as the girls giggled and scurried away.
“You
guys have fans,” Erica joked.
Dylan
retorted, “You have to start somewhere.”
They all laughed
as the crowds started to disperse, with eager students ambling away to their
first classes of the term. Finally, one
by one, they each got up, bag over shoulder, en route to Spanish or, Woodshop,
or European History. Jake was the last
to get up, as he sat and took in the scene.
For most, it was
just another day of school, but for him it was something more. He knew he would remember this one for quite
some time. But, this was no time to
reminisce, far from it. It was time to
get to work. Time to make a change for
the better. Jake still wasn’t quite sure
what he'd done, but he knew it was the start of something big. Perhaps he’d even write about it one day.
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