The Life and Times of Bailey
Author's note: Well obviously I inspired myself to write this piece, but also my teacher Mrs. Mahmoud inspired... Show full author's note »
We were merely freshmanNow it was summer. It was my first summer leading into high school and no one had any idea just how scared I was. I mean most of my friends from HTS were going to Westmont, but it was a big school, to me at least. It was just such a transition that I didn’t know if I could take it. That summer was so nerve racking that I really didn’t think I could take it. I remember my sisters and I took a trip to Michigan with my sister’s fiancé and his family, and just being away from everything took
The dance was so different from anything I had ever experienced. We actually had a good DJ and there were so many people! Literally there were so many people in school on a Saturday at night that I thought we were at a club or something. I went with a pretty big group of friends and we all had a good time together. Not one of us had a date, but that wasn’t really that big of a deal, there were some guys in our group it wasn’t like we didn’t have anyone to dance with. It’s not like we were complete loser freshmen or anything. I remember it was really hard to dance with my sling on and I’m sure I looked like a complete dork. That was literally one of the dumbest homecomings ever. The only cool thing about it was the theme. It was masquerade ball, which I thought was a really good idea. I thought it was so cool how people got to plan the dances and everything I wished I could do that. For this dance though I thought you had to buy a mask, luckily I wasn’t dumb enough to bring a mask of my own because student council made really pretty masks for us. I remember all the tables being filled with glitter and the walls were covered with masks too it was really cool. I’m not going to lie though, the DJ sucked. Since I knew I looked dumb, I barely danced and I pretty much just stood around. While my friend Monica and I were standing around Tommy came up and started talking to me he said I looked really cute in the sling and then walked away. I was astounded. I had never gotten so much attention from boy before. This was pretty cool to me and my friend Monica said he was “totally flirting.” After the dance we all went to a bonfire, I can’t quite remember whose house it was at, but I remember I felt so cool; this was my first high school party and my mom was actually letting me stay out a little bit later. It’s not like there was drinking or anything it was just a regular bonfire, but it was really fun, and I met a lot of cool people. I also found that it was better to be friends with everyone than to pick and choose your friends which is what Amy and Kristine were doing. The next week was very weird apparently homecoming week was a time for new relationships. My friend Karly started dating this guy and she knew that I sort of had a crush on him. I just let it go though, it wasn’t like it would have worked out he was a complete band geek and I was moving up in the world. They would always come to me with relationship advice he would text me asking stuff about her and she would text me seeing if I could find stuff out about him. It was really weird. They lasted for about a month… ahh, young love. I wasn’t doing that well in the boy area. I hadn’t talked to Tommy for a while and Christmas break was coming closer and closer. I decided if I should get my friends presents or not and since I didn’t have any job, the decision was a no. I did however get my family presents. It isn’t the same when you had no money of your own, but I still liked buying everyone presents for Christmas. I was thinking about buying Tommy a present, but I didn’t know if that would be weird or not. My mom said I should, it would be fine. So I did and right before break I gave it to him. He really liked it, I even forgot what I gave him, but he liked it and that was alright with me. My friends and I hung out a lot during Christmas break, we went sledding (this was my first time sledding by the way) and I remember my friend Ally and I making chocolate chip cookies. Ally was really cool and we got along great together. It was finally Christmas and my family was at my aunts. I saw my phone had a missed call and I went outside. I checked my phone and it had one new voice-mail. I was freaking out it was from Tommy! He called to say have a Merry Christmas and thanks for picking up your phone. I knew he wasn’t being serious because he was laughing but I called him back immediately! Of course it would be my luck that he didn’t answer his phone. I just left him a message that said thank you and Merry Christmas back. I was about to go back inside when my phone rang. I nearly died; dying on Christmas would not be good. I was pretty much shaking and I answered my phone. It was Tommy and we talked for like thirty minutes. We talked about so much random stuff, but I was so excited that he called me. I had to go though because we were all about to eat dinner. He said it was ok and he would call me later. I was so excited I had never got a call from a guy. Not even when I was dating what’s his face… I know that’s sad right? I went the rest of Christmas break without talking to him, I didn’t call him and he never called me back, but I figured it was ok that didn’t mean anything. The rest of the year played out pretty normal. The play was right around my birthday and a lot of people I know were in it. My friend Kristine actually got a part in it and I was really surprised because I never even knew she wanted to be an actress. The play was really good and I bought Ally and Kristine flowers. Karly and I went to Jewel and it was probably the most fun trip to Jewel ever. Karly really liked this guy who worked there and he was a cashier. We bought flowers and gum and we went in his line. She was so nervous she couldn’t even talk to him. I can still hear him saying, “Did you want the gum in a bag?” And her just looking dumbfounded, then me yelling at her, “Karly, did you want the gum in a bag?” She replied with a slow no and looked really embarrassed and it was really funny. I hate to say that embarrassing moments of my friends are funny, but they are way better than my embarrassing moments. Karly and I went to the play and it was my first since I was about 8 years old with my sisters. The auditorium was bigger than anything I ever saw at Holy Trinity and I was very impressed. The lighting set the stage and the acting wasn’t too horrible, I was especially shocked when actors had to kiss each other. It was funny, but I never really expected this for a school production. My friends really did a great job too. Who knew they had it in them.
One thing I will never forget from high school is the football games. In the fall football was our biggest sport, but it was kind of sad that our marching band was better than our football team. Still all of us Sentinels always came to cheer each other on even if we lost. Most of the time there was no storming the field for us, but we still had fun, and our super fan section was always the best! At first I didn’t really like football or “school spirit” I was still really shy. Whenever I didn’t go to a football game I regretted it, and if I did go I felt kind of awkward. I wanted to have fun like everyone else, but I wasn’t close enough to everyone yet. My new friend John was on the football team and Karly, Ally, and me always went to cheer him on (sometimes I just wasn’t there). Even though our football team mostly lost we all had fun and that’s all that mattered. I really wanted to try out for a sport but it just wasn’t happening. I used to play volleyball and softball, but I was just too busy with other things, like trying to balance high school. I was really attached to my sisters. It was really hard to transition from Holy Trinity to Westmont and then try and make a ton of friends so I became even closer with my sisters. Even when people would invite me out to hang out with them I didn’t really want to go. I felt like I would be missing something at home. I figured I needed to be with my family at all times. It’s not a bad thing to hang out with your family, but it’s also good to make friends. It got really bad sometimes where even when I had plans I would break them to go do whatever my sisters were doing. I finally started letting go little by little and would go see movies with my friends or go to half of a football game and then hangout with my sisters. The semester was almost over and it was time to take finals. This is the time I started to get panic attacks. I knew High School was serious and I knew I had to get good grades so I would freak out about tests. Each night before a test I would start to hyperventilate and I didn’t know what was happening because this had never happened to me before. So one can imagine before my finals I was freaking out. I just had to learn how to deal with my panic attacks and since I was using coping techniques like counting I got them less frequently. So many things happened to me my freshman year. I was diagnosed with Occipital Neuralgia… this mean I have an exposed nerve by the back of my occipital lobe. Yeah that’s pretty cool right? Well I got headaches a lot so bad to the point I would throw up. I went to get an MRI and a CAT scan and that’s how the doctor found it, they sent me to a neurologist. I’ve been doing pretty good with the medicine I was on, but that was a lot for a freshman to take. I was also introduced to many “interesting” things to say the least. I met a girl named Alicia and she was so nice. We hung out a lot, but it’s not like I couldn’t see she was a stoner. I have to say I was proud of myself, and of her. She never pressured me to smoke, and she knew I didn’t like it so she never smoked around me. It was crazy I had never been introduced to things like this before; I just had to figure out how to deal with it. I mean that’s what life is all about right? It’s about dealing with things that come your way. I’m pretty sure everyone thought I was doing drugs, but I wasn’t and when people asked if they could have a cigarette I would just look at them like “are you serious right now?”I didn’t see how I fit the stereotype of someone who could do drugs either. I mean I wore band t-shirts and jeans a lot. I guess that was what druggies wore. I really got offended when people thought I did drugs. I wanted to change my image the only problem was I had to have money to buy new cloths and new accessories to make me seem less like a “druggie”. This meant I needed a job, but a person really can’t get a job when they’re only 15. I was so ready for freshman year to be over. I was tired of being an underclassman, but I still had almost a whole other semester to go. I started hearing about this thing called Snowball and I thought it sounded really dumb. There was no way I was going to go to that. There were plenty of people telling me how everyone who went there was a hypocrite and I certainly was not a hypocrite. Ally was going apparently she was a “leader” or something like that; I thought it was dumb and I was totally turned off to the idea. Everyone wanted to go even Tommy said Ally wanted him to go and I wasn’t really excited for that. I kind of thought Ally liked Tommy, but I just brushed it off. I was like well that’s cool but I heard it was dumb. I think he ended up not going, but we hadn’t talked as much as I would have liked… I needed things to progress way more if I was going to hang out with him or something. It seemed like high school was already way too complicated for me and I just was not very excited about it. Finally after months which seemed like years of waiting spring break showed up! It was pretty fun, but of course I had homework. I hung out a lot with my friends Karly John and Ally. I met this really cool kid. His Name was Granite Von-Zastow. Yes Granite like the rock. Ally and I were making things to have for a picnic with her and John and Karly and of course Karly brought her boyfriend. Ally asked if she could bring her friend Granite which turned out to be a mutual friend of everyone else too. Of course no one cared. That when I was in my red pants wearing phase. Yeah, it was weird I think I looked weird but it’s ok. He showed up and he looked straight out of a punk band. He complimented my red pants and aviators and I said I’m going to call you Granite. To have this make a bit more sense I actually gave him the nick-name Granite Von-Zastrow, because I misheard my friend say his actual name and everyone’s been calling him Granite ever since. We have also been friends ever since that fateful day in spring. It was really amazing how I could meet so many new people so quickly in high school yet in HTS I had barely any friends, and it was also cool how I started meeting people from different schools. The school year was really flying by. We got back in school and there were only about two months left. I thought it was crazy. I was almost done being a freshman! How could this be? I was actually growing up. I had basically survived my first year of high school! I was so excited for summer to be here. I was going to chill out max relax all cool and shoot some b-ball outside of school. Actually I was not going to do any of that, but I was however going to sleep chill out and watch “Melrose Place” a plenty with my sister. I was also stoked to hang out with my friends and possibly go to Chicago or something. This summer was going to be my summer I thought. I wanted to do so many things. Unfortunately all I heard from my mom was “you’re not going to Chicago by yourself. I don’t care what your friends do.” I didn’t even have a car yet. All I had was a permit that was worthless. Summer didn’t really start out with a bang. I really just stayed at home, and even though I didn’t do much it seemed like the summer was flying by. Also concerts started to seem like a really big thing. I was getting invited, but I was never allowed to go. I was starting to get sick of these restrictions. Now summer was almost over and I hadn’t done anything. I felt like a loser; all my friends were having fun without me. My mom just didn’t get I was in high school now; I should have been allowed to have a little fun. My sisters always yelled at me. They said that I should be happy with the freedom I had, that they didn’t get to do half of the things I did. I thought, well you never wanted to do half the things I did. My summer was not great but hopefully sophomore year would be.