An Offer I Couldn’t Refuse

My school shut down. My sister graduated and left. My best friend graduated and left. I started a new school. On my first day of my junior year of high school, I walked into a classroom full of faces that I didn’t recognize.  My fellow classmates that had decided to go to this same school, had been spilt up from me, and I never saw them. It was crowded and cold and robotic.

Two weeks into the school year I was unhappy and a little lost. I decided to go to a volleyball game at a different school and watch one of my old classmates play.  I walked into the school, and something felt different. It felt homey, it felt comfortable. I sat down in the stands with my mom, and I watched the game. I saw her smiling and laughing with her team mates. She seemed genuinly happy. I wished that I could be that happy in my school.

After the game she came up and gave me a big hug. She had brought a couple of her team mates with her that wanted to say hi. We talked for a long time, and they teased me about how I should transfer there and how much fun we would have.

A picture from the night I decided to transfer

A picture from the night I decided to transfer

 

The idea settled in my head that night, and in my head, they had made me an offer that I couldn’t refuse. I wanted to be as happy as my friend was. I wanted to walk into the school that felt comfortable. That felt like home.

I went to my mom that night and told her that I wanted to transfer. I think she saw in my eyes exactly what I was feeling, because she never questioned it. She just said, “Okay, let’s go talk to your dad.”

So we did. We talked for a long time that night, and when I finally went to bed, I felt at peace for the first time in a very long time.

The next day, in my second period class, the principal came and pulled me out. We went to his office where my mom was and we talked for awhile. Then I went to my locker, cleared out my stuff and I walked out. No one knew, and it was best that way.

I drove home, and my mom and I went to my new school. We talked to my new principal and the secrataries. I toured the school and met some of my new classmates.

I started school there the next day, and it was the best decision I have ever made. I am forever grateful for my old friend and for my new friends, who made me an offer that night that I could not refuse.

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