Not Another Faker

Chapter Eighteen

For 365 days a year we sit on a big rock that spins 66,000 miles per hour. But there's one thing we don't know after spending billions of years on this rock. How to stop an astroid from hitting it. High school may only be four years but it feels like a life time. People will come and go, but when a rumor goes around in high school, there's no stopping it.

Gigi has made everything hell on earth. But it's been a week since the whole cancer rage thing and she hasn't done anything. That was until today. I sat down in English when I got called down to the office. I went down to the office to see both my parents, Gigi, her parents, and the principal. I sit down at the principals desk. He slides a stack of photos to me. "We found these all over the school." More cancer rage photos. Of the fight, and a bunch of edited photos. "I don't have cancer rage." "Yes she does." She looks at her dad. "Daddy she attacked, and I did nothing." "Not true she said I was going to drop dead."

"Then last week when I went to the park she started harassing me." "That's not true, she harassed us." "I'm sorry Ms. Maxwell. You will be suspended for two days and a weeks worth of detention." "That's not fair!" "Well life isn't fair Julia." "You don't think I know that! See there's all these stick up for yourselves signs in the halls and don't let people push you around signs. That's what I did I stood up for myself and now I'm getting suspended?" "That's how we work things here Ms. Maxwell. We are sorry." I walk out with my parents. "Peach." "No don't Peach me! I'm so done with the world looking at me differently!" "This could have happened to anybody Peach." "Then why didn't Gigi get the same punishment I did?"

"You know what Mom, no need to answer that I know the answer. Because they don't have a medical condition that explains her anger. They can't make up an excuse for why she's angry so they don't care." "Peach calm down." "No. I'm done staying calm. For once in my life I just want to let my anger out." We drive home and I go straight up to my room. I didn't come down to eat dinner or grab water. Cause I was done with, everything. Blake was trying to get ahold of me. I turned off my phone cause if I talked to anyone I would just blow up at them for no reason.

I began getting ready for bed. Homework was done, hair was wet from my shower. I was standing in the mirror just staring at the angry girl. "Who are you?" I didn't even recognize my own reflection. I was so angry and confused, I felt like I was gonna blow up. The only thing keeping from blowing up was the thought of knowing how much my friends care about me. While looking in the mirror I hear a strange voice behind me. "I love you."