That Girl, Darcy by James Ramos

Author:James Ramos [-LIBRARY, James Ramos]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Future House Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Spirit week used to be something to look forward to. Back during freshmen year we were all way too excited about it. A chance to dress like weirdos and not get sent to the office on a dress code violation? No one passed that up. They’d had Mime Day, and my friends and I had painted our faces and worn stripes and overalls and refused to talk to anyone all day. We almost got in trouble for that. Things had changed sophomore year, when suddenly everyone was too cool and mature to participate in something so childish. My friends still did, of course, but we didn’t go all out like we had the year before. By junior year, people started to come around, and now, as seniors, most people were as excited about it as the freshmen.

Over the years there had been some interesting ideas that came out of the whole affair. We’d had a Zoo Animal Day (I’d been an ostrich), Desert Plant Day (I was, obviously, a cactus, along with just about everyone else, aside from a handful of palm trees), and my personal favorite, an Inanimate Object Day (I’d been a bookshelf).

This year’s offerings were decidedly less exotic. A mainstay of Spirit Week was the infamous pajama day, which was pretty much an invitation to dress as skimpily as you could without being completely naked, which is exactly what Lucas had been trying to get away with since we were freshmen. “If I wear a bathrobe, who’s going to know?” was his argument. “In this heat, I sleep in the nude anyways. Wearing pajamas would be dishonest.”

Kyle and Liam were particularly excited about pajama day, even though the most they were going to see were a few extra bra straps. “There’s a strict no lingerie policy,” I reminded them.

“Rules are made to be broken,” said Liam, who was wearing Oscar Meyer Weiner pajama bottoms.

I rolled my eyes at them and stuffed my pillow under my arm. I was wearing my X-Wing pajama pants and my bathrobe, which was brown and made me feel like a Jedi knight.

Classes that day felt like sleepovers. A lot of people seemed to have taken pajama day to mean, “Roll out of bed and come to school with whatever you slept in.” There was plenty of bed hair and morning breath and BO. Mrs. Hernandez got on the PA to remind everyone to be modest and remember that being allowed to wear pajamas in school was not a license to sleep during class. Aside from the staff and faculty, the only person wearing normal clothes was Darcy, and I was not at all surprised. She didn’t even have a pillow. Given her sunny disposition it wouldn’t surprise me if she slept on a bed of nails or a coffin.

“Do you always sleep in jeans?” I asked when she sat down next to me in English.

“Aren’t we the fashionable one today,” she said as she took in my outfit. “Why do I

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