This was only the beginning of such sleepovers. I would have skipped them, but I was scared that my friends wouldn’t like me. So I went to all of them, staying in my room to sleep every day after. I fell farther and farther behind in my classes, but at the moment I didn’t really care. I just wanted to make it through alive.
Roberta was the first to pick up on it. One day she confronted me about it. “Joy, I want to know why every time we have a sleepover you skip classes.”
“Um.” What could I say to that? “I have a reason, but for now you don’t need to know.”
Roberta was not satisfied with that. She told the rest of our group about it, and the were always pestering me, being quite mean. They didn’t believe me, and they really wanted to know. One time I even caught Roberta reading my journal. After one really hard day I was taking a nap. Savana came down to our room. “Joy are you okay?” And then to my surprise I had smacked her, and she was laying on the ground.
I cried myself to sleep.
Yes, this was supposed to be posted a long time ago. Like on November 1st. So just pretend it is November 1st, and you’ll be good.
Savana was spending more time with her horseback riding friends, and we didn’t have any classes together, so I started hanging out with Roberta. Her group was the popular one, the one everyone loved and wanted to be with. This group wasn’t all that great though….. While we were eating lunch I saw Savana wandering around, looking for a place to sit. I waved her over to where I was.
“Sit with us Savana.”
“Her! Sit with US?” Serenity answered. “Nope. Go sit with the rest of your loser friends.”
“Then I’ll come sit with you.” But Savana had already turned away.
It wasn’t bad though. It was kind of fun being in the popular group here. But really I just missed Savana.
I was at my door, trying to get in. The lock wouldn’t open, and Savana wasn’t around to help me. Suddenly this girl walked up.
“Need some help?”
I stepped aside and let her do her thing. In seconds the door was open. I took a step toward it, but The girl motioned toward her own door, the one next to it.
“Wanna come in, Joy!”
“Sure, wait, how do you know my name?”
“You are the one who fell asleep in class right?”
She opened her door, and we walked in. It was one of the more expensive, nicer rooms, that only the richest families could afford. I realized that the girl must be part of the ‘popular group’ for they were the only ones with expensive rooms. She hopped up onto the bed and motioned for me to follow, but I stayed on the stool.
“Yes, that’s me.”
“Good. I admire your courage Joy. I’m Roberta, but my friends call me Bob.”
We talked until the dinner bell rang, and when it did Roberta invited me to sit with her, and I said yes. Because I liked Roberta.
I turned over and put my pillow over my head. “Be quiet Hope!”
“Oh Joy,” Savana Laughed. “We are at this boarding school, River Valley, not home.”
I sat up. She was right. A bell rung. I realized that I had slept in my clothes and I hurried out of bed to change.
I was trying to pull my hair into braids, when the bell rang.
“Is that the breakfast bell?”
“No Joy, that is the late bell.” She took off running, leaving me behind. When I got to my class they were doing names. I had had a hard time falling asleep the night before and I was really tiered.
The teacher was about as far away as she could get from me. I rested my head against the table for just a minute. And I fell asleep. I felt a tap on my head. “Hello?” The teacher said. “And what name do you have the honer of having?” “Ummm.” I stuttered. “What was the question? Oh, I won’t know it. I fell asleep.” I admitted hesitantly.
“What is your name?”
Her expression softened. “It’s okay Joy. You can get a pass and go to the nurse’s office. Just try to stay awake from now on.” The Teacher walked back up to her desk.
As I walked out of the room I saw a girl raise her hand.
“I forgot a pencil.”
“Then use Roberta’s!” She snapped.
Why was she being so nice to me? I wondered. Then it dawned on me. She knew about my chronic illness.