One of the most memorable days in high school, happened in my junior year. I’m not sure that it’s necessarily a “good” or “bad” memory, but a memory none the less. When I think back on it, it makes me smile because no one got hurt… Well hurt ‘to’ bad. My first class was “Select Chorus” (Special Singing Class). The teacher loved me so I had a tendency to skip class quite a bit. My friend Tyler stood next to me, and was a sophomore. We always got along and made fun of people on a regular basis, especially the faces people would make while singing. He ran into me as I was walking to class and told me that his mom had just made some of her famous chocolate chip cookies the night before. I proposed we skip class and go to his house and eat some of these “famous” cookies.
I had a fairly noticeable car in high school, and the principal & vice-principal knew it, which got me into quite a bit of trouble fairly often, so I learned to ask my friends if I could borrow their cars. That way if I skipped, they couldn’t say they saw “me” leave. Luckily on this day, my friend Josh was feeling generous, and handed over his keys to his Tempo, despite the fact I had a broken hand and a full cast, and it was a stick shift. Needless to say driving with only a functioning left arm was difficult but not impossible. So we were off to get some cookies.
We were traveling approximately 30 mph when we came up to an intersection where there were construction workers. The next exit was ours so I got into the shoulder to make a right, all the while, Tyler yelling “WHOA WHOA WHOA” then it happened… Next thing I know, there’s a man on the hood of our car, then the windshield, then the roof, then the trunk, and finally the ground. Needless to say, I was SHOCKED. I kept driving as I saw him and his friends make way toward their work trucks, and the CHASE WAS ON!
To this day, I’m still not sure how, but we did lose them, and we proceeded to smash some cookies. Let me tell you, they were DELISH! I was actually able to calm down and my mind was at peace, even after just hitting a man with my friend’s car, while skipping school for these cookies, which were definitely worth it!
As we were making our way back to school we ran into a slight problem. Call is an ambush, call it a road block, a gathering if you may. The men had a street blocked off in the neighborhood we were leaving and spotted us. Quickly I locked the doors as they came up to the car. I played dumb as I asked what the problem was. His reply was, “YOU FUCKING HIT ME, Why are you driving a stick shift, why is your face all black?” Well, I guess I had chocolate smeared all over my face from going crazy with those cookies. He was shouting at me and trying to open the car door, Tyler was freaking out, thinking we were about to get a beat down by 9 old dudes. No Thank You! I quickly threw the car in 1st gear and made my way into someone’s yard and got moving. They were all some distance from their trucks and seemed quite surprised to see us making a getaway. I wasn’t moving fast, but I was moving. All I remember is the guy saying “I’m calling the police, and you’re going to lose your license.” I yelled back to the guy, “Fuck you, this isn’t even my car!”
We made it back to school and made our way to our next respective classes. I entered Calculus as if nothing had even happened. Once the bell rang and class started the teacher was starring at me hard. Finally she said. “Jonathan, would you like to tell us all what you’ve been up to this morning?” I thought to myself, “SHIT, somehow they know.” But I played dumb and shrugged my shoulders. The whole class was looking at me and smirking. Finally she said, “I’m guessing you had a good time with some chocolate, it’s all over your face.” I forgot to wipe my face in the midst of our adventure. Did I mention we were substantially high all morning, that’s my excuse.
I miss Mrs. Lewis’ cookies.
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