Best Be Mine
I am new here and this is my first story. Abigail Winshtner is the most awkwardly silent kid in school, though she holds a secret that, hopefully no one ever figures out. She's the Sabotage your Radio, and no one knows it.
"Ay, it's your host Sabotage your Radio here and I've got the latest scoop on Valentine's Day. How many of you out there will be spending it at home watching sappy romantic movies and pigging out? Well I'm with you people. I know those of you who are desperately in love with your soulmate, can't wait for Valentine's Day, but for those of us who aren't, there's only three days left! So go and rush to get that date for the Valentine's Day school dance. Because you know you will be shunned if you go alone. After all, who would want to go alone?" I said.
I looked over at Tony, signaling him to get me a caller.
"We have a caller from Massapequa High, Stacy, what do you have to say about Valentine's Day?"
"I think it's a joke. I mean it's like all the guys don't care about any of the girls besides the ones that are skinny and about perfect. I mean why they don't think 'Hey! Let me change my perspective and then I could maybe see behind my chauvinistic self and see that there are other beautiful girls out there?' I just don't understand it." Stacy said.
"I understand Stacy, but I don't think they'll ever change. But good luck on your search though, I'm sure you'll be successful." I said, "Alright people, I'll be back in five, don't touch that dial."
I was officially off air, I understood what Stacy was saying, though my radio station was very popular amongst the schools, no one knew who I was. I disguised my voice so no one would find out who I was. I was going to tell Stacy that too. If people knew who I really was, then I'd be in trouble, because then guys would be flocking to my sides and saying all these things about how brave it is of me to do this and talk amongst the states and tell them all about this. Truth be told, I wasn't brave. I barely talked in public and I had panic attacks when a teacher asked me to either answer a question or present something in the front of the class. That was the real me. Not Sabotage your Radio. I was Abby, 17-year-old and a senior at Lake Harbor High. No one besides Tony, not even any of my other friends knew I was Sabotage; Tony was the only one that I could trust. And trust him I did. He was amazing, he listened, he could keep a secret, and most of all, and he was just like me.
"You best not be pigging out on Valentine's Day, you'll get fat." He said winking at me.
I smiled and put the headphones back in.
"Hey, I'm back and ready to roll! I have a quest for all of you. You may have heard about the things that happened in my school, and I know that this will be hard, not knowing who I am and all, but if you find out which school I attend from the information I give you, then you can win a special prize."
Tony and I had come up with this idea. He thought that the show was too sheltered and needed even more exposure, so a contest to figure out which school it came from (In the US of course) could possibly make more people listen in. I wasn't sure about all of it because, God forbid what if someone found out who I was, then I'd stay in my shell forever and ask to be home-schooled. And of course, my mother would do it because she loves me and is a retired teacher. So it's an open opportunity at the moment.
"I'll be giving clues to help you along, maybe once or twice a day because after all I don't want the challenge to be too easy. You will not be able to submit any of your guesses until day three because I don't want to get a whole bunch of submissions saying hour high school, oh and that's another thing. In your submission I want you to tell me the facts. Why is it your high school? What makes you think that I reside within those very walls which you learn? Pay attention because here's the first clue. I'll give you five seconds to get out a pen and a piece of paper or whatever you need to write this down. Alright, here goes.
This first clue is, on September 30, I told you I was on which side of the US? Need me to repeat it? Once more guys, On September 30, I told you guys I was on which side of the US? Remember; don't just submit your high school name or else you'll be disqualified. Same time tomorrow and I'll give you guys another clue. Maybe later today I'll put an extra one in, but you have to be listening. I'll be back at 4. So until then, do what you need to do, catch up on some school work in between trying to figure out where I am. This is your host signing out, and I will Sabotage your Radio!"
I was officially off air until four, which meant that I needed to run to class with Tony.
"Tony, hurry up, I told you to get that stuff ready before! I can't be late again! They'll just know something is up, I can feel it. Plus, I can't stay for detention if I'm late again. I have the show!" I said running around grabbing all of our stuff.
We rushed into Chemistry right as the bell rang, which meant that we were officially on time. I let out my breath and went to sit next to Tanya at the lab table.
"Easy day today, Mr. Tucker isn't here today, which means we can't do that lab that he wanted to do so badly." She said rolling her eyes, "Anyway! Ohmigod, did you hear about Sabotage your Radio? She's having a contest to see which person can figure out which high school she goes to! Too bad about the whole explaining the submission thing though, I was just going to continually send our school's name."
That's why I did it Tanya. I thought to myself. If anyone could beat the machine it was Tanya. She wins tons of contests that way. I think that I'm going to limit the number of submissions that a person can send.
The substitute sat at his desk paying us no attention while the whole class buzzed with anticipation of the next clue.
I didn't think that so many people would be stumped. They didn't remember.
I looked over at Tony, signaling him to get me a caller.
"We have a caller from Massapequa High, Stacy, what do you have to say about Valentine's Day?"
"I think it's a joke. I mean it's like all the guys don't care about any of the girls besides the ones that are skinny and about perfect. I mean why they don't think 'Hey! Let me change my perspective and then I could maybe see behind my chauvinistic self and see that there are other beautiful girls out there?' I just don't understand it." Stacy said.
"I understand Stacy, but I don't think they'll ever change. But good luck on your search though, I'm sure you'll be successful." I said, "Alright people, I'll be back in five, don't touch that dial."
I was officially off air, I understood what Stacy was saying, though my radio station was very popular amongst the schools, no one knew who I was. I disguised my voice so no one would find out who I was. I was going to tell Stacy that too. If people knew who I really was, then I'd be in trouble, because then guys would be flocking to my sides and saying all these things about how brave it is of me to do this and talk amongst the states and tell them all about this. Truth be told, I wasn't brave. I barely talked in public and I had panic attacks when a teacher asked me to either answer a question or present something in the front of the class. That was the real me. Not Sabotage your Radio. I was Abby, 17-year-old and a senior at Lake Harbor High. No one besides Tony, not even any of my other friends knew I was Sabotage; Tony was the only one that I could trust. And trust him I did. He was amazing, he listened, he could keep a secret, and most of all, and he was just like me.
"You best not be pigging out on Valentine's Day, you'll get fat." He said winking at me.
I smiled and put the headphones back in.
"Hey, I'm back and ready to roll! I have a quest for all of you. You may have heard about the things that happened in my school, and I know that this will be hard, not knowing who I am and all, but if you find out which school I attend from the information I give you, then you can win a special prize."
Tony and I had come up with this idea. He thought that the show was too sheltered and needed even more exposure, so a contest to figure out which school it came from (In the US of course) could possibly make more people listen in. I wasn't sure about all of it because, God forbid what if someone found out who I was, then I'd stay in my shell forever and ask to be home-schooled. And of course, my mother would do it because she loves me and is a retired teacher. So it's an open opportunity at the moment.
"I'll be giving clues to help you along, maybe once or twice a day because after all I don't want the challenge to be too easy. You will not be able to submit any of your guesses until day three because I don't want to get a whole bunch of submissions saying hour high school, oh and that's another thing. In your submission I want you to tell me the facts. Why is it your high school? What makes you think that I reside within those very walls which you learn? Pay attention because here's the first clue. I'll give you five seconds to get out a pen and a piece of paper or whatever you need to write this down. Alright, here goes.
This first clue is, on September 30, I told you I was on which side of the US? Need me to repeat it? Once more guys, On September 30, I told you guys I was on which side of the US? Remember; don't just submit your high school name or else you'll be disqualified. Same time tomorrow and I'll give you guys another clue. Maybe later today I'll put an extra one in, but you have to be listening. I'll be back at 4. So until then, do what you need to do, catch up on some school work in between trying to figure out where I am. This is your host signing out, and I will Sabotage your Radio!"
I was officially off air until four, which meant that I needed to run to class with Tony.
"Tony, hurry up, I told you to get that stuff ready before! I can't be late again! They'll just know something is up, I can feel it. Plus, I can't stay for detention if I'm late again. I have the show!" I said running around grabbing all of our stuff.
We rushed into Chemistry right as the bell rang, which meant that we were officially on time. I let out my breath and went to sit next to Tanya at the lab table.
"Easy day today, Mr. Tucker isn't here today, which means we can't do that lab that he wanted to do so badly." She said rolling her eyes, "Anyway! Ohmigod, did you hear about Sabotage your Radio? She's having a contest to see which person can figure out which high school she goes to! Too bad about the whole explaining the submission thing though, I was just going to continually send our school's name."
That's why I did it Tanya. I thought to myself. If anyone could beat the machine it was Tanya. She wins tons of contests that way. I think that I'm going to limit the number of submissions that a person can send.
The substitute sat at his desk paying us no attention while the whole class buzzed with anticipation of the next clue.
I didn't think that so many people would be stumped. They didn't remember.
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