TITLE: UNDER THE MIDNIGHT SUN
GENRE: MG Contemporary
When the second hand on the clock above the chalkboard slid across the twelve and the minute hand ticked onto the fourteen mark, I shot my hand up so fast my shoulder popped in its socket.
Mrs. Nashoalook stopped her rambling on photosynthesis. “Yes, Mary-Jane?”
It’s MJ, I thought, but last time I corrected her, she said, “Your record doesn’t show that nickname, so we’ll have to call you Mary-Jane.” Grams must have filled out my new school papers. Daddy would have put MJ.
“May I please use the commode?” I said with my hand still waving in the air to communicate urgency.
She blinked. “What is a commode? And why must you use it?”
Oh right. They didn’t call it that here in Alaska. “The toilet, ma’am. I gotta go real bad.”
A wave of giggles flowed through the classroom.
Mrs. Nashoalook darted her eyes back down at her sixth grade science textbook, but I saw a secret smile spread on her brown lips. “Fine, fine. Go.”
“Thank you!” I sprang out of my tush-numbing seat-desk combo and waited in the hall for the door to close behind me because I didn’t want Mrs. Nashoalook to see me turning left instead of right. The bathrooms were to the right, and to the left was the exit.
As soon as I stepped outside, my nose hairs froze, a feeling I would never get used to because it felt like I had a big booger wanting to be picked.