It was lunch time and I was starving. After retrieving my lunch tray I went to go sit at my normal table with Kimberly and the rest of the cheerleaders.
“Hey guys” I said beaming as I sat down.
They grumbled and looked at the floor.
“Whats going on?”
I saw Frankie twist and break her soggy fry.
“How could you?!” Chelsea croaked.
“W-what? Whats gotten into everyone today. I didn’t do anything. Whats going on?”
I don’t know what was happening or what I missed but its starting to get annoying.
An awkward silence passed the table for at least thrity seconds and finally Kimberly spoke up.
“Look, erm you cant sit with us anymore, we are kicking you off the squad.” She said looking me square in the eye.
“YOUR KIDDING!” I yelled. I was mad, I had to learn all that stupid stunt shit, and even go to cheer camp. They aint kicking me off the team.
“Listen you were wrong for what you did. You can go die in a whole, bitch.” She said with bitterness.
“WHAT DID I DO!” I was fed up with the hints at whatever the hell I did I wanted to know now.
“Don’t raise your voice at me slut, its not my fault you put out so early. What did you expect?”
Oh so this was about me and Peter I see.
“That’s none of your business.” I said visibly angry.
“Oh but it is! If you didn’t know Yael, is my step sister. No one lays a finger on her. And how could you call her hypocritical bitch and then give her a black eye just because she was talking to Peter! You got issues. She’s such a nice person. She comes to Caliborne and helps fund if you didn’t know.” Kimberly said matter of factly.
So this is why everyone was mad? Because Yael was mad that I punched her. Then she had the nerve to lie and say she was only talking to Peter. Give me a break.
“That’s not what happened!”
“I don’t want to hear it. Poor Yael was grief stricken for days. She was truly your friend and didn’t expect you to do such a horrible thing. Fuck off nobody likes you anymore.” She said turning back to the table.
The whole cafeteria was zoned in on the conversation.
“Guys!” I say facing everyone.
Mumbles and grumbles fall through the crowd.
“Bitch!”
“SLUT!”
“UGLY!”
“CUNT!”
Hateful words skewered out at me, they really believed it. They think I did that to her. I needed to breathe. Hopefully this will al be over. Once I escaped the cafeteria I made it to my locker. I hadn’t been there all day.
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Ficção AdolescenteEllen Dodson is not your average high school girl. She has depression and no friends. When Ellen was younger her father cheated with a next door neighbor leaving Ellen, her sister Natalie, and her mother Linda to fend for themselves. Linda is a alco...
