The Plot

The Plot

The plot for my narrative is pretty simple. My husband and I get separate calls on a Friday morning from my mom. She called him first so I know immediately that something is wrong. Not only that but if it scares her she turns to my husband. He can “fix” anything. He calls me before she does to prep me for what she about to say. Right as the words come out I feel sick to my stomach because a few weeks back I dreamt almost this exact scenario, and he knows it. My sister has been arrested at the high school for drugs. My perfect sister has been arrested for drugs. I stop my homework, get my daughter dressed and he comes and gets us. We pick my mom up and take her to the school. My dad is still about an hour away and has been the liaison between the school and my mom. For years my dad worked out of town for extensive periods of time so my mom grew to rely on us more than him in times of crisis. We get there and besides having been crying for two hours she seems fine to me. Even the secretary for the vice-principle says to me that Lindsey seems fine, no signs of anything. They only let two people in so I wait with my daughter. I watch people go in and out. After 20 –30 minutes they all come out. She gives me the biggest hug and picks up Isabella. She swears to us she didn’t do anything. The school says they had two concerned students that are best friends with her come down and say they were worried about her. One of the “best” friends happens to be the new girlfriend of her ex-boyfriend… They also told my mom and my husband that they read her text messages on her phone and it talks about taking “bars.” They only did an eye test on her and she failed it, but you can fail that test for other reasons as well. The night before, my mom, dad, sister Alicia who is in college, and Lindsey got in a big fight and were all awake until 4 and Lindsey got back up at 6 to get ready. At this point I know little about the fight but do find out that my dad found about 20 little white pills all over her front porch. So, we go to my mom’s house and start to talk. Well Matt calls our family doctor and talks about drug testing and schedules for her to come in the next Monday. He calls his business attorney to help him find an attorney to fight this because Lindsey swears on her life she didn’t do anything. He has already begun the battle and talked to the Superintendent’s assistant. We read her text messages and she talks about the fight, she talks about dad finding bars on the porch, she talks about something called high Fridays, and my mom defends this saying they all eat at someone’s house and drink red bulls then go out. So we leave. Matt calls my mom and tells her she needs to sit Lindsey down and have a serious talk and make sure she is telling the truth. She is expelled from school for 3 days and then has to go to the alternative school for 30 – 60 days depending on her court hearing. Mom calls the principle on Monday to appeal, (There is a story here, and I tell it in my paper) and he basically tells her after several conversations that her daughter has a drug problem and he is sticking with his punishment. So, about 2 hours before the drug test my mom calls us and says it is a no go. They had that long talk. Lindsey tells her that her and her best friend decided to try bars and they did it at her friend’s house because they stayed there and did not go anywhere, so they were safe. They did this Thursday after they went out to eat at Outback where my other sister works. But she swears that is it. So we call the doctor and he tells us to still bring her in because they do a test where it will show she is not a user and we can use this to show she is a good girl and just tried it once. So then about 10 minutes before they are suppose to show up we get another call and mom tells us Lindsey admits that they have done it several times before. We are all shocked. At this point we stop the battle and Lindsey starts going to the alternative school. In such a short period of time I saw a completely different side of my almost perfect sister. The one who has helped me with my daughter since the day she was born. This is the same little girl we would do anything for. I think I was the most shocked and affected besides my sister but for completely different reasons. Five days later one of the girls that turned her in could not handle all the negative attention she was getting in school by all Lindsey’s friend, went to the counselor for advice and the counselor noticed she seems different. They gave her a drug test and she failed, the girl was also in possession of a drug. She is now serving out the rest of her high school career in the same school with my sister, because this was the girl’s second offense. Lindsey will be out mid January. This has affected our whole family and I get into details in my actual paper.