Happy Birthday to Me Again (Birthday Trilogy, Book 2) by Rowe Brian

Author:Rowe, Brian [Rowe, Brian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-09-21T23:00:00+00:00

But here I was, traipsing through the halls of my old middle school, looking just the way I did five years ago, as if not one day had passed.

If any of my old teachers remember me, I thought, they’re probably going to faint, have a heart attack, or just start screaming.

“Son, shouldn’t you be in class?” two teachers asked of me on separate occasions as I made my way through the halls, looking in all the classrooms to see if I could find my sister. I had no idea what classes she took. But this wasn’t that big of a school. There were only so many places she could be.

I made my way up and down the left side of the school, not having any luck locating Kimber in any of the classrooms. I headed back toward the middle of the school, when I saw mean old Principal Priss, a tall, gray-haired figure with a thick moustache, making his way toward me. I had forgotten about him. He was almost as bad as Mrs. Gordon.

I wonder if he’d remember me.

I stepped back into the closest entryway I could find and hid behind a door as the Principal walked past me to the other end of the hall. He over-emphasized every one of his footsteps, like he was a cocky old man on a mission. I saw him pull out a walkie-talkie as he turned the corner.

“Ass,” I said out loud.

“Excuse me?”

I turned around to see a library, one a third of the size of Mrs. Gordon’s grand oasis at Caughlin Ranch High. I looked past the bookshelves on the left to see nearly a dozen students sitting at tables. I didn’t see Kimber, unfortunately.

“Excuse me, can I help you?”

I turned to my right and almost fainted from fright. The one element of the middle school I remembered was that of the sweet, young librarian Mrs. Newt. In her early thirties, with a short build and frizzy brown hair, she was that rare figure who never went out of her way to make my life a living hell. I figured she’d still be here. I was dead wrong.

“I asked you a question!” the librarian said, staring at me like I was a complete dummy. I didn’t look at her like she was stupid; I looked at her as if she was a clone.

The librarian looked just like Mrs. Gordon, only thirty years younger. She too wore an awkward business suit, with big black glasses, and she too looked like she could be as young as twenty-five and as old as forty.

“I’m sorry,” I said. “I seem to be lost…”

“Keep your voice down! This is a library!” She rushed up to me and pushed me against the wall. “Shouldn’t you be in class, young man?”

“I’m sorry… are you…”

“What?”

“Is your last name… Gordon?”

“What? Of course not!”

Spit came out of her mouth on that one, hitting me on both sides of my nose, as well as my left eyebrow.

“I’m a married woman, unlike my mother.

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