Way To Make Yourself Heard!
At the time of this story, I’m a very shy and very petite high school freshman. My locker is right next to my homeroom. A middle school friend’s locker is right next to mine, which we’re both excited about… until she gets a boyfriend a couple of months into the school year. Every time I go to my locker, they’re making out and grabbing each other against it. I try going between different classes, during lunch, and at the end of the day, and they’re always there. It takes me several tries to get their attention, and then they only move over enough for me to barely get my books out. This goes on for about a week.
One morning, I am running late and have about ninety seconds to grab my books before the homeroom bell. I sprint to my locker and, of course, they’re making out right in front of it.
Me: “Um… excuse me!”
They ignore me. I tap my friend on the shoulder.
Me: “[Friend], can you please move over? I need my books.”
She waves me off.
Me: “Come on! I don’t want a detention!”
I try to squeeze around them but get shoved out of the way. My fuse is officially lit. In the loudest voice my 4’11”, super shy, freshman self can muster, I yell:
Me: “WILL Y’ALL GET A ROOM ALREADY?!”
They stop and stare at me.
Friend’s Boyfriend: “What did you just say?!”
Me: “You block my locker all day, every day! There’s a freaking hotel down the street; go there! Now move!”
They jump apart. I get my locker open in record time, grab my books, and dart into homeroom as the bell is ringing.
Me: “Am I late?”
Homeroom Teacher: “Not at all.”
Classmate: “I didn’t know you could yell that loud.”
Me: “Did y’all hear all of that?”
Most Of The Class: “Yes!”
My face turns red. My homeroom teacher chuckles.
Homeroom Teacher: “Don’t worry about it. They won’t be doing that again against your locker anymore!”
He was right; they didn’t. My friend didn’t talk to me again until we were sophomores.