Picking and Celebrating
After a whole day of learning practically nothing, I desperately needed chorus. As the bell rang, I ran out of the Art Room, dropped my stuff off at my locker, and bolted to the choir room. As soon as I bolted in the door, I realized something. I didn't have a song. I was too caught up with the Thanksgiving preparations to get a song! And the assignment is THE BEATLES for crying out loud! I was probably the ONLY one who didn't have a song, so I slumped to my usual seat and expected the worst. After everyone piled in the room, Mrs. Hodge, in her normal smiley manner, walked to the front. "Hello everyone! I hope you had a great Thanksgiving." She smiled. There was a few "Hey Mrs. H's" but nothing else. Everyone seemed so solemn. I expected to hear SOMETHING from Callie, considering she's usually a bowl of sunshine, but she was sad and wearing black. WAIT BLACK?! I whispered to Callie, "Cals, why are you wearing black?" She looked at me and w...