The chosen one (#spksadcontest)

The Whole Ordeal

Jaymie, the girl nobody heard or seen of yet they knew her name. Elizabeth, the girl everybody knew and loved as she was the homecoming queen two years in a row. But how did it happen that they both get nominated for homecoming queen. Or better yet that they got tied for votes. How will it all go down when you have one girl that is the richest girl in school and the other nobody knew?

                Jaymie’s P.o.v

                I can’t believe it. I, Jaymie Lynn Joans, was nominated for homecoming queen or better yet I won. But of course I happened to have gotten tied and won with the known around-the-school-and-possibly-the-world female, Elizabeth Ann Queen. Funny that her last name is queen and her first is Elizabeth. No wonder people probably call her Queen Elizabeth.

                Off topic though. If it wasn’t hard enough for me to be called nominee for homecoming then how did you think it all went down when on Friday night when they call out the names that I somehow magically got voted. Let me answer that for you. It didn’t go down well at all. To put it in a nice way my locker had LIAR written on it, I got ice cold water dumped on my head, and to top it all off the guy I had a crush on found out and said he would never even think about going out with me ever. Most people probably think, that’s not that bad. Well how about in the middle of the whole cafeteria. I was embarrassed for the entire week.

                But I guess it wasn’t bad until last week. That’s when everything went down.

*Flashback*

                “Who would ever even vote for you? You probably rigged it yourself. Well I guess this is good though because now when people ask ‘What was the hardest and most embarrassing point in your life’, I’ll just tell them about this whole ordeal.”

                Sometimes I just thought that Elizabeth talked too much, but of course I would never say that to her face.

                After she said that and walked away I just quickly looked down and noticed one singular sour patch kid. I picked it up and without another thought threw it away. I mean it was just trash anyways.

                I had just reached the door to my favorite class, math, when I was roughly pulled away and pushed against a wall with mysterious man. Wait, it wasn’t mysterious man I was just Mr. Popular, also known as Stephen. It had been like this all week him always ‘threatening’ me and telling how I would never become popular eve in my wildest dreams. Which made me wonder what he was going to say today.

                “Listen here you little piece of gum that never comes off the bottom of somebody’s shoe no matter how hard you tried to, you stay out of me and Elizabeth way or anyone else’s way for that matter. Nobody cares what you do or say because it will never amount to me and my gang got it?”

                He didn’t answer which I thought quite frankly was rude but I guess its survival of the fittest in this school. After that I just decided not to go to class, I mean I was on the verge of a panic attack, but as I was walking by the bathroom I heard crying, and me being the goody to shoes I was decided to go see what the problem was.

                But when I walked in I was surprised to see Elizabeth, alone, in the bathroom, and crying, which was unusual for her. I decide I was going to try and befriend her this time seeing as how she was really hurting, so I walked the other way down to a vending and luckily for me I found a bag a sour patch kids.

                I briskly walked back into the bathroom to see her in the same spot she was in, but this time she looked up at me and all I did was sat beside her on the cold hard ground and handed her the bag of candy. She looked up at me and gave me the tinniest of smiles, which was a lot considering she usually just sneers at me. I then wrote down my number and the package and told her she could always call whenever she needed me. Even if that meant one o’ clock in the morning.

                After that I Just stayed with her until she got up and left but not before she said a small thank you and another smile. Only this was bigger and it seemed like she would take me up on that offer.

*Flashback over*

                It feels like juts like last week walking down toward the bathroom. Well, not specifically the bathroom but to where me and Elizabeth were going to meet, Ever since last week me and her have started hitting it off as good ole friends. I later found out that Stephen had dumped in the cruelest ways. Through a text. But hey that’s just me for you I guess. A dinosaur living in the old ways of breaking up though somebody face to face and not just through a text.

                Almost every day she shows up and tells me about something new that had happed in her life through the pass twenty-four hours while eating a bag of sour patch kids. She had become addicted and I liked that if it weren’t for that one sour patch kid that I found in the middle of the hallway then I probably would have never thought of that idea and me and Elizabeth would probably still be hating each other right now.

                As I rounded the corner I saw her standing there with a bag in her hand and by the time I got to her she was already smiling like I kid who just won a prize and the carnival. I eyed it suspiciously and she handed it over and said open it. I did and inside were all her thoughts for every time she ate one. Some were of her and some were of Stephen or me.

                After that me and her headed down to class I just kept thinking about how my life was like a sour patch kids, first its starts out sour and sometimes t taste bad but the more you keep it in your mouth (or in my case holding on through this journey) the sweeter it gets. And I would say that after that me and her should and will always be the best of friends.