Get It Right

Inspired by the Glee Song: Get It Right

As soon as my eyes closed, I felt something hit the back of my head. I sat up, groggy, and turned to face my friend Toby, who was snorting at my sleepy expression. I patted down the short strands of blond hair that were sticking up from where I rested my head on my hand. Stupid Toby, just as I was about to fall asleep he has to go and throw a stupid wad of paper at me! Can't a girl just sleep in History class like normal? I mean, it's not like everything the teacher says is really important.

"Do you have a problem with people falling asleep in class?" I asked him coolly, my eyes narrowed down to thin slits.

"No." He said simply. "But I do have a problem with you falling asleep in class though. Seriously, you could get caught and hello, there goes our video game off today. I will not be a happy camper if you get a detention just because you fell asleep in class."

That was Toby for you, always watching out for you whether you wanted him to or not. I don't think there has ever been a moment when he hasn't acted like that. Ever since we were little kids, he was always warning me of what he thought would get me in trouble. Once when I was seven, he told me not to go to the swing sets in the park because the other kids were using it and he didn't want me to get in a fight with them. I swear it's like ADHD only worse.

Whenever people asked me to describe Toby, I would only be able to say he was goofy-looking. But if I was asked that now, I wouldn't be able to respond. Over the years, Toby had improved his appearances. Gone were his short cropped hairstyles; in came the hairstyle that I could only call "Justin Beiber hair flip worthy" Sometimes, he even looked like Justin Beiber, which was scary. He has brown hair and deep hazel eyes that occasionally looked more green then brown. Toby dressed as plain as one could dress; blue jeans and white tee shirts. The fanciest he has ever dressed was at Prom and even then he wore dark black jeans, white tee shirt, and a leather jacket.

I rolled my eyes "Thanks for saving me. My Hero." I replied sarcastically and turned back around in my seat. I caught Trace looking at me and I smiled sweetly and waved. I swear I heard Toby groan in the background.

"Trust Kali to date the most stupid quarterback in the school." I heard Toby mutter under his breath and I chucked my pencil at him, laughing quietly when I heard his astonishment.

"It's my job as popular girl of the school to date the popular guy. Duh." I whispered at him.

"No, it's the cheerleader's job to date the dumb jock. You're mixing things up by dating him." Toby snorted and I shook off his reply.

"Uh-huh, sure." I muttered, and then held out my hand. "Can I have my pencil back please?"


Instead of giving it back, he gave me a high five. Jerk.




I quickly checked my light makeup in my locker mirror before heading out to lunch. Trust me when I say that I am not that much of a girly girl. The only makeup I wear is eye shadow, and that is just to enhance my dull blue-gray eyes. I don't wear high heels that much, only when I feel like impressing Trace, and that's not that often. My outfits usually consist of a short dress with flats or jeans, converse, and plain tee shirts. I don't have a particular style as you can tell.

"Hey Babe, we need to talk." Trace met me at the end of the hall, his black hair sticking up in the back. It looked adorable.

"Sure, what's up?" I asked with a surprisingly cool voice. Normally when guys bring up the "We need to have a talk" sentence, it means that they want to break up.

"Jamie, the head cheerleader, asked me to homecoming. So I said yes, of course." He said proudly, no shame in his voice.

My mouth dropped "Why would you say yes?! I thought we were going together!" I shouted a little too loudly.

Trace shushed me and ran his fingers through his hair, his silver eyes bore into me and my soul. He was indeed the popular guy of the school, and I being his girlfriend made me the popular girl. It required you to hang out with senseless girls and you always had to look like you thought you were better than everyone else. Not a fun feeling to experience.

"We never made that official. Try and think reasonably." He sighed, giving me the impression that he thought I was dumb.

"Oh, you're right. Stupid of me to think that a boyfriend and girlfriend would actually go to homecoming together." I snorted.

"About that..."He began.

"About what? Us? I'm sorry, I don't believe there ever was an "us"" I growled and shoved him into the locker. Boy was I made. I made a sharp turn on my heal and headed for the lunch room doors.

"Kali...wait!" He yelled behind my back.

I turned back around. "What? You want to ask permission to tell your dumb jock friends that you dumped me instead of the other way around? Go ahead Trace. Just leave me alone." I scoffed and flung open the doors to the cafeteria. My group of senseless girls came and rushed to my side.

"What happened?" The dumbest of the three, Christy, asked.

"Are you really that dumb? Trace dumped her." Allie, the smartest one said and inspected her highly priced manicure.

"No Allie, I dumped him in front of everyone. While he was telling me that he was going to homecoming with some chick named Jamie." I told them quietly.

The third girl, Leah, seemed to ignore the conversation we were having and stared that the food displayed on the counters hungrily. She was the glutton.

"Oh Kali, I'm so sorry!" Allie told me with fake sympathy. I ignored her and looked around for Toby and Jade, my real friends. When I finally spotted them, I put on my fake laugh.

"No, I'm fine really. Hey, I got to go check on these losers over here. Text you later!" I laughed.

They all waved and began talking about what color their nails were. I rolled my eyes and walked towards my real group. All my acts of snotty girl popularity faded away as I dropped down at the table.

"Hey guys!" I said genuinely.

"Hey." Toby said at the same time that Jade said "We heard."

I took a drink of my water. "Oh," I gave a nervous laugh. "New travels fast."

Jade snorted and tucked her multi-colored hair underneath her ear. "Yeah, especially when Trace is the one that dumps you." She took a drink of her Dr. Pepper.

"Wow...I knew I should have shoved him harder into the locker." I mutter and Jade choked on her soda.

When she finally swallowed it, she gave me a high five. "I taught you well."

I laughed. "Movie night for homecoming then? I don't think I am going to go to the dance now."

She nodded "Duh"

After school, Toby walked over to my house. We had a tradition; it was video game off night. Whoever won the week before got to pick out the three games we would be playing and whoever won that day got to dare the loser to do whatever the winner wanted him to do. Needless to say, the last time I lost, I had to cover my face with pizza sauce and cheese, and then I had to ask three different people in three different households if they were Team Jacob or Team Edward. It was embarrassing, but Toby seemed to get a kick out of it.

"Prepare for total domination, because it is time to have some Wii action." Toby said confidently as he pulled out three different games.

Hm, Mario Kart, Wii Sports, and Guitar Hero. I was going to win this. [Insert evil laugh here]

As we finished the third game, my instinct turned out to be true. I won 3-0, no chance for him to get a comeback. Toby stared at the T.V with his jaw touching the floor. The Wii remote slid out of his hand slowly and he dropped down to his knees.

"Nooooo...." He cried and pounded the floor.

"Come on Loser Pants, it's time for your punishment. " I kicked him in the ribs gently and sat down on the couch. Toby sighed and sat down beside me.

"What is it this time? Another run-around-the-block-with-girl-panties-on-my-head?" He groaned.

"No, I want you to tell me....who you're in love with." I said mysteriously. Toby's face turned bright red and he looked the other way. Huh, so that's what he looks like when he blushes. I didn't even know Toby blushes.

"Do I have to? Why can't I just put some of your panties on my head? "He said sort of pathetically.

"No! You lost so you have to pay the price." I snickered.

"Fine" Toby groaned. He sighed and then told me under his breath. "...you"

It was my turn to drop my jaw. "No. Way."

"Don't mention it. I mean, I already know you don't love me like I love you. It would be better for everyone if you just didn't say anything." He mumbled.

"What would you do if I said yes?" I half laughed. Toby turned to look at me.

"You're not serious are you?" He asked me with an eyebrow raised.

Was I serious? I mean, I did love Toby. He was my best friend and we could talk about anything. And, it would help make Trace jealous. It was a win-win situation.

"I'm so serious!" I exclaimed and Toby smiled.


Instead of replying he kissed me. When he pulled back, he whispered one request. "Go to homecoming with me."




Homecoming was amazing and I knew that I would get Trace jealous. I had another guy, I had the best dress, and nothing could go wrong! I took Toby's arm and led him inside the dance, making sure to dance right in front of Trace. His face was priceless.

Trace gave Toby a glare and then walked off. I decided that right then it was time to take a bathroom break.

"I'll be right back okay Tobe? I have to use the bathroom." I smiled and kissed him on the cheek and then followed Trace. He seemed to see me headed towards the bathroom and he grabbed my arm.

"Kali, can we talk?"He sounded kind of strained.

"Sure Trace" I replyed simply and he pulled me out in the hall.

"Truth is Kali, I was wrong. I miss you. I miss being with you, I miss holding you. Do you think you can give me another chance?" He told me in a soft voice.

I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him on the lips. "Welcome back."

He gave me a hug and I saw Toby starring at us sadly. I pulled away from Trace and walked towards him.

"Toby..."I started but he cut me off.

"Save it Kali. You used me. I thought that for once you might actually care about me like I did with you, but I was wrong. You are just like all of the other popular girls. Deceitful and prostitutes. "He faded away into the darkness without another word.


I felt empty. Trace would never be able to fix that.


It was time for the end of the year talent show. I hadn't talked to Toby in months. I broke up with Trace only after a few weeks. So, my plan for getting Trace back backfired. What Toby told me was true. I was a liar and I was a prostitute. Every time I thought about what happened Homecoming night, I grew sick to my stomach and started crying. Homecoming wasn't what I thought it was going to be, I lost my best friend that night.

After a few days of moping about this, I decided that I was going to get him back. Well, I would try to at least get him on speaking terms with me. Without a second thought I signed the Talent Show list. I knew what I was going to do.







"Now announcing Kali May." The announcer said and I gulped down my nervousness. Lets just hope this works.

I opened the curtain and walked out on the stage. I stood at the microphone and stared at the humongous crowd before signaling the sound booth that I was ready. When the music signaled me that it was time for me to start singing, I did as it ask.

"What have I done? I wish I could run.
Away from this ship going under
Just trying to help, hurt everyone else
Now I feel the weight of the world is
On my shoulders

What can you do when your good isn't good enough?
When all that you touch tumbles down?
'Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take for me?
To get it right
To get it ri-igh-ight

Can I start again with my faith shaken?
'Cause I can't go back and undo this
I just have to stay and face my mistakes
But if I get stronger and wiser
I'll get through this

What can you do when your good isn't good enough?
When all that you touch tumbles down?
'Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take for me?
To get it right

So I throw up my fist
Throw a punch in the air
And accept the truth, that sometimes life isn't fair
Yeah, I'll send down a wish
Yeah, I'll send up a prayer
And finally, someone will see
How much I care

What can you do when your good isn't good enough?
When all that you touch tumbles down?
Oh my best intentions keep making a mess of things
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take?
To get it right
To get it ri-igh-ight."

Without waiting for the applause I walked off of the stage. I prayed that Toby was there and that he listened with all of his might