Lacey chapter 1 by lexi garduno (primary phonics books TXT) 📕

Have you ever felt like your world is falling down and you feel dull and sad? Have you ever had that feeling like your life is going to down in the ditch and will always stay like that? Well, I know someone who has. And let me tell you, all those little problems that are bothering you, all those little disagreements, arguments, mean nothing compared to her life. My name is Mandy and I am going to tell you a little story about my friend.

Her name is Lacey, Lacey Kingman


To my mom, Maria


“Just when you think it can't get any worse, it can. And just when you think it can't get any better, it can.” — Nicholas Sparks


Intro

Lacey, Lacey has always been a friend to me. She is like a sister to me. I know everything about her. Her favorite color, her favorite band, her favorite food, her favorite book, even her favorite number. She has always been there for me, she’s the bestest friend anyone could have.


The Ocean!....

“No, please, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. This can’t be true!” I am wailing, in my desk, at school. How embarrassing…but I can’t stop. For some reason, the tears will not stop, I can’t control myself. I know that when I get home I would be in trouble. My mom will not accept the fact that I lost my phone!
“Yes, yes, it’s true; it’s a fact. Why, Daniel, write that fact down. ‘Mandy’s phone is in the ocean’. That will be perfect for your report on The Ocean,” Ms. Delany must be telling some type of joke; she couldn’t be telling the truth. “Anyways,” Ms. Delany turns her head to me, “yep, Mandy; I was walking through Australia, on my way to Yolanda’s. And while I was walking all of a sudden, I see something far out in the Indian Ocean. And so, I dig my binoculars out of my purse and looked closer. Then I noticed the little buttons and the keychain, and then I knew it was your phone, because you had just gotten a new phone and I saw what it looked like. It was a…a…a Samsung! Yeah, it was a Samsung. Because remember when I took your phone away the other day; you were texting during class? So anyways, I told this fisherman if he could go out and fetch it for me. He said ‘Of course’ and I said ‘thanks’. Unfortunately, he couldn’t get it at the moment so; he’ll be here around 2:45? So don’t worry you’ll get it back. I’m pretty sure he….” She just keeps babbling and babbling on, just shut up, would you? And Australia?! This area isn’t even close to Australia! What is her problem? I know my new phone is not in the ocean, and definitely not the Indian.
I drop my head on my desk. Ms. Delany finally stops talking. I wait for her to say she’s joking, but she doesn’t instead she says, “Alright everyone, we are going to watch a movie,” everyone cheers, “Okay, okay. Quiet down now. Make sure you guys take notes.” She says as she pulls down the projector screen.
“What? Your just gonna put on a cartoon after you just told me my phone is in the ocean” I yell but she doesn’t hear me, “Are you listening to a single word I’m saying?” “Apparently she’s not because she ain’t answering me!”, I thought to myself.
Right then, someone walks up behind me and taps me on my shoulder and says in a stuck up voice, “Do you know what show we are watching, missy?”
I turn at her, giving her ‘the evil eye’, she sees the angry expression on my face. “Does it look like I care?” I answer back in a snotty tone.
“Don’t talk to me like that!”
“I can talk to you however I would like!”
“Daddy!”
“You stop that this instant! Chloe! Go to your desk!” Mrs. Delany yells at Chloe as she thrust her hand out pointing to Chloe’s desk. “No. better yet, go to the principal’s office!” Chloe marched towards the door, stopping at the doorway to turn and give me a dirty look. She turned back around and walked out.
Ms Delany turns to me and smiles, “Isn’t this your favorite show? ….We put it in our notebook 'cause they're Blue’s Clues…..Whose clues? Blue's Clues! You know what to do! Sit down in our thinking chair and think...,” Ms. Delany sang. She walks over to me while singing. She bends over and grabs my hands and pulls me up. She holds my arms up to try to make me dance, I look like a puppet. I have no control over myself.
“….thi-i-ink. Because when we use our minds and take a step at a time, we can do anything...That we wanna do! Yoo-hoo! I love Blue’s Clues, don’t you?” I see a smiling Ms. Delany as she spins me around. She’s still spinning, I pull away.
With an angry look on my face, I clench my hands into fists which I have down by my waist. I yell, “You guys are all nuts!” I stand on top of a chair and shout some more, “This is not a usual day,” I take a breath, what am I talking about; this whole class has been weird! I jump down from the chair and walk up to Ms. Delany, everyone’s starring.
“Ms. Delany! I am serious about this! You know I do not watch Blue’s Clues, and neither does the class. You didn’t walk through Australia to Yolanda’s, we don’t even live close to that continent! Yolanda’s is just down Prairie Ave. Moreover, my cell phone is not in the Ocean! This is so retarded!” I am yelling my head off at this teacher and she does not understand a thing! Right now, all I want is my phone. “I’m out.” I say in a calm voice I raise my arms up and walk towards the door, I drop my arms down.
My teacher looks at me, and in a voice I could not explain, says, “But we put your favorite show on.”
Everyone repeats her and says, “Yeah we did. We put your favorite show on.”
“I have no idea what you are talking about. I do not like Blue’s Clues at all. I don’t watch it, I never watched it, I never will!” I shouted at her. I am still walking to the door, but the more I walk, the farther away I get from the door. I have a mad expression on my face, I am mad. I am still angry and confused, but I don’t care. I keep walking.
“Oh don’t be silly, Mandy. We were all at your 3rd birthday, the Blue’s Clues theme party? Remember? You were so cute with your little party hat. Right, Chelsea?” Ms. Delany smiles at Chelsea. I stop turn around and stare at them with my mad expression.
Chelsea looked turned her head directly to me and looked up and down at me. She says, “Looked better as a toddler.” Everyone starts laughing, I am so embarrassed and mad, and confused and….and.
I drop down to the floor on my knees. I cover both of my ears with my hands. I repeat over and over again, “This is a dream. This is a dream. This is a dream…” I stop, but I shout, “Just leave me alone.” They are all still laughing. I pick myself up and walk to the door, I look back. Then turn forward again and keep walking down the long hall.
“But, don’t you want to wait for the guy to bring your cell phone?” Ms. Delany asks. Everyone stops laughing. She sounds like she’s never drank anything before, her voice sounded dry.
I turn around and look at her. I say calmly, “Ms. Delany, my phone is not in the ocean,” I lift my arms and drop them down on my thighs and heave a big sigh, at the same time nodding my head from left to right. I turn around and walk towards the door again. As I reach it, I stop and turn around to a bunch of people in their desks looking at me. I close my eyes as I turn back to walk out of the room.
BUMP! I open my eyes and jump to seeing a man in scuba gear holding something covered in seaweed.
“Nope, your cell phone ain’t in the ocean anymore.”
I stand back, and with a confused look on my face I ask, “Who are you and why are you here?”
“Well first off, my name is John. And well seems like Jessica, your teacher here, asked my boss to,” he coughs and clears his throat. “Lemme get this thingy off,” He says as he sets down the seaweedy thing on one of the desks and pulls his mask off and shakes his head. Water flicks off of his hair, “Ok, well, your teacher here, asked my boss, Frankie, if he could go out and fetch your phone. It was way out in the Indian Ocean. So, my boss asked his best,” John pulled to thumbs up when he said the word “best” and smiled. And he kind of had a New Jersey accent.
“See,” Ms. Delany said, “I told ya!”
I gave them a face that was saying ‘I don’t believe you.’ Than I say, “You guys are trying to get me to believe that my phone was in the ocean? Because it’s not working.”
“Well, it was. Do you want it,” John asks raising his left eyebrow.
“Sure. Yes,” I say as I hold out my hand. “Of course, thank you.” I say rolling my eyes. He picks a phone covered in seaweed up. So that’s what that was.
“Alrighty, here ya are,” He says. With a grin on his face, he hands me my phone.
I stand there and stare at the screen, I roll my eyes, chewing my gum. Wait where did the gum come from? “How is this supposed to work if it was in water for more than an hour?”
John heavily sighs; He reaches into his pocket and pulls his phone out. He holds it up in front of me. He shows me the screen; it’s lit up and reads ‘John’s Fone’ on the screen. “That, this phone right here was in the ocean for more than a day,” He says. The phone begins to ring. The background turns black with little white font wording in the middle reading and now reads, ‘Call from Frankie.’ A little, white figure of a phone sits next to the words.
“Ohp got a call,” He brings his phone back up to his face to see who is calling. He looks at the screen he gets a frightening look on his face. “Oh! I’ve got to take this. It’s the boss.”
I sigh, rolling my eyes, “If you say so.” I reach for my phone and grab it. When it’s in my hands, I give a sigh. I look up at John, from my phone, with my eyebrows raised.
He nods forward. “Well, go on and try.” John mouths.