Chapter 11 Changing The Plan

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"Sasha! Sasha wait,"

I stop and turn around to see Jacob running out of the school building.

"What?" I asked once he reached me.

"Why are you ignoring my calls?"

"Isn't it clear? I don't want to be anywhere near you or talk to you. "

"I am really sorry about what happened at the party, me breaking up with Sophia had nothing to do with you"

"Why didn't you do anything? You just stood there like a tall palm tree," Anna said angrily

"I tried,"

"You tried? You tried?! How? You didn't. You didn't even care. And that's because I am not popular like you." I said slowly while taking one step towards him.

"You didn't try. You agree with her. You think I am fat and ugly and worthless. Don't you?"

Tears pricked my eyes, I was trying really hard not to cry. I actually thought Jacob was nice, but I was wrong. He was a popular, stuck-up jerk.

"No. I don't, you are not. Yeah, you might not be skinny and all, but I don't care. I don't - Sasha wait, listen to me!"

I spun around and stormed out. I was right, he does think I am fat. I mean I know I am fat that doesn't really bug me that much. But he agrees with Sophia. He agrees with her.

Anna dropped me off at home, and I marched upstairs and threw my backpack across the room. I turned around and saw my bullet journal on the desk. 

"So much for a change! Planning? you really think planning was going to work?"I bellowed at myself,

"Nothing is going to be different!" I rip out the pages of my journal where I had made my plans.

"Confidence? Socializing? What was I thinking! I am a loser,"  I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself disgusted.

"Who would want to live with that? Who would want to be friends with that? Who would want to be seen with that?!!" I yell at my reflection. I wiped the tears from my face.

"It's not confidence I need. It's not about making me happy. It's about how I look, what I do and how I speak. It's all about what society needs, you know what? I'll give that to them.

"if you want things to be different, you got to make it different" that's what Stacy said, right? I'll make things different. Very different "


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