"My name's Jo Jo Joey." She stuttered. As I tired not to be noticed I simply kinda ,well stared. Joey reminded me of the punk rock girls in Cali. The painter type of chick with a beautiful brain of creativity. Quickly looking at her shyness I knew she wasn't much of an outgoing susta.
Although, her hair was dyed blue at the bottom and black at the top. She had beautiful face features , such as high cheekbones, lush lips, and cute pop out grey eyes. Her make up was dramatically done on her lashes and eyebrows, but seemed to fit her .
Rocking her hair in a tight ponytail, black shirt with Tupac's face (which made me smile) , black combat boots and little silver bracelets from Tiffany' s it was no denying Joey has style. But, she was a zany mystery I'll give you that.
How could someone like Joey seem this way, but can barely say her name.
" So Joey, wassup ?" Looking slightly out of order she quickly dispelled her shyness and sat up to attention . I can see her lips about to curl up.
" What? ...What is so funny doc ?" I asked in a silly Looney Toons voice.
This was the breaking point , causing Joey to giggle and me also.
" It's just crazy your actually talking to me. I mean I'm a fan of you work and articles on " The Truth Behind Bullying " and " Jass Is The Pass" is also one of my favorite short stories of yours."
At the mention of my works I smiled like remembering a grea,t dream.
" Haah , yea that one was a true kicker. " I say
" Mmhm ...a girl turning new for her dreams is the best you can get, unless your writing about werewolves. " Joey was fighting back more giggles until she was bright pink.
" Ooh wow, really? Hehe trust me when I say those books are more rated R than the movies. "
We both gave each other a knowing lookand burst into laughter.
" Ow look here... Joe has found a new friend. How cute? " remarked the third chick from Marli's click.
Dropping her head down , Joey simply focused her full attention on the girl. Sorta like waiting for more, the rest which is to come.
My temperature was rushing to boiling point.
What was the point of bully? Why do people take it? Who could you be bullied?
Questions and no correct answers. I never felt bullied nor called it that. For me bullying doesn't exist. It simply beef . You don't like me, cool I don't like you. I'm ugly you say?..fine so are you. I'm a what???, Oooh good you resemble that.
"Bullying" uh uh.. you couldn't do it to me, if so, I never noticed it as that therefore it wasn't. Simple. Not even that thing called. "Cyber Bullying " for example:
Person- ( You ugly bit*h think your pretty? Mmh mmh yourn not)
Me- ( Ooooh)
Person- ( You wont be laughing when I slap you !)
Me- ( wamp!)
Person- ( O really OK just waot on it.)
Me- (1.2..3...4....5.....6......7.......8..when are you going to just ✔do it✋ ?? O wait....Block! )
Basically yeah. And ughh I couldn't even imagine being a so called "bully" like what for, its dumb and has no purpose to me. Like if your going to take the energy to f*ck with people you mine as well print in BOLD, Loser ! On your face.
" Yeah, Joe is actually cool and beautiful. " I said daring this chick to speak. Satisfied with her silence I continued. " To bad your not on such a level of beauty or humor." Now turning my attention to Joey I give a little wink.
" Joe joe don't you agree? " I asked while urging her with my eyes to say yes. For a split moment she began debating.
" Yeah ." She said looking only at me.
" Excuse me, bit*h I know you did not just call me ugly. " Started the blond chick.
Taking the initiative to confront the problem I stood to attention. Waving Joey from behind me to do the same.
Surprisingly, Joey followed my lead. " Yes she did and so did I ,so talk that shit lil ma." Turning to Joey as if we were besties I laughed.
" Haa Haa Joe Joe did she also call you a B?" Shaking her head I saw the gleam of amusement in her face. Then, something happened.....Joey Took. Charge.
" Yeah Tay you know what they say , a bitch is a dog, dogs bark, bark is on trees, trees are nature and nature is beyoutiful." Binngg dinngg dinngg!!! The bell rung.
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" Hee hee hee haa oh ooh myy holy ghost Joe Joe you did not pull that one." My stomach was hurting from all my laughing.
Joey stood against the wall helplessly trying to catch air which only made me soundlessly laugh and fan air to my mouth. It was NOT working.
Joey finally caught her breath first and did a silly dance. " Thank you, thank you, thank you, sooo much Taylor O'Connor !" She shouted. Haa good thing we were now the only two left in the restroom.
" No, thank you. It urkks my nerves to watch people not take a stand and I hate watching so I mistly just help out a little. "
" Still thanks, I can help you too."
" Like how?" I lifted an arched brow to make things more dramatic.
" I know Korey and he always mentioned you. He said you thrive on good deeds even if you come off as a bipolar chick." Joey gave a small smile.
Had to smile at myself, of course he would say something like that. Such a duff just wait till I see him.
" Heehe Korey's lying don't believe that and I'm not sure where you're going, but how about you come hang at my crib? "
Joey eyes did a double poped out 3D special effects, but then tried to act as calm, cool, and collected as possible.
" No poblem Tay, see after school."
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Taylor's Game
No FicciónForced to move cross states from California to New York City has gotten Taylor O'Connor pissed off and building walls around herself . She doesn't want to go to her new rich private school nor does she want to show her secert self. But when confli...
