I had a pretty good first week. For once I didn't get picked on. I used to always get picked on by this one girl from 3rd grade through 7th. Everyday she would take my lunch money, or pick on my size and my style. I never stood up for myself until 8th grade when I told her that I was sick of her bullying me and that she would actually have friends if she wasn't so mean. She then stopped bullying everyone, but no one ever thank me.
I was so excited for Friday all week that when it was Friday, I forgot I was excited. It's already been a week so my mom drops me off at school, but I have to walk home since my mom has to work. She got a job at the local hospital where she is a surgeon. She got the job very easily because back where I used to live, she was a surgeon, and she did great at her job. She gets out of work at 6 pm every weekday night, and I got out of school at 3 so I had the house all to myself for 3 hours. I mostly made a fool out of my self doing crazy things in my pools. I even made a routine, every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday I go in the outdoor pool, and every Tuesday, and Thursday I go in the indoor pool.
I couldn't wait for school to be over right when I walked through the front doors. I was so excited to go to the painting class. At lunch, like any normal day, I said good afternoon to the lunch ladies, got my lunch, and sat down at my table. Well Friday was different. While I was in line getting my lunch, a girl with long red hair in a side braid said cute shirt to me. I said thanks, and I thought that was over, but it wasn't. To get to my table you have to walk by the populars table, or what we like to call the "Barbie" table. Two girls, and two boys sit there. 2 of them are dating, and the other 2 of them are dating. Callie, the main Barbie is the most popular girl in our grade. She's rich, and has a red corvette. She has long blonde hair that is straightened, and she always has a different outfit on every period. One day when I walked by her table, I heard her say she wouldn't be caught dead wearing the same outfit again. Then there's Rachael, her minion, who has red hair that is always in some sort of braid. She's rich-ish, and drives to school with Callie everyday. Then there's Luke, the guy I sit next to every day during Honors History, the only reason he's in Honors history is because his mom is the vice principle, so she made him be moved up to Honors. He's also the captain of the football team, and Callie's boyfriend. Then there's Ryan, who is Rachael's boyfriend, and is on the football and basketball team.
While I was waling to get to my usual seat next Carly at her table, Calle said something to me,
"Hey! You! Sit with me now!" I could hear the snobbiness in her voice, it made me want to vomit. Then Rachael screamed,
"Comon! Why are you just standing there! Like what's your problem." I hate, absolutely hate when people talk like, well like! They use like in every dang sentence, and that's what Rachael did. I looked back at Carly and she made a hand gesture to me saying come on. I looked at The Barbies, then my friends, then back again. I said,
"Uh no thanks! I don't really hang out with stuck up snobs!" The Barbies all gasped, and I sashayed away. Then I sat down next to Carly. I then looked around and everyone was staring at me. I whispered to my table, "Why are they staring at me?" They all gave me an, "Are you serious look", and I thought about what I just did. I was so proud of myself! I just stood up to the evil popular girl.
After lunch I was walking to my locker when everyone started clapping and cheering. They were doing this for me. Then a boy from the basketball team in my Chemistry class came up to me. He congratulated me and asked me if I wanted to "catch" a movie with him sometime soon. He gave me his number, I gave him mine, and he walked away. I was so confused. People only like me no because I went up against the popular girl?
When the last bell rang, I ran out of school. I was so excited for the painting class with my friends tonight! I then began walking home, if I ran, all of the books in my bag would probably fall out. When I was about half way home, I noticed someone was following me. "Whoever's there come out now!" I know, it was a stupid thing to say, but It was the first thing that came to my mind. Plus I saw it in multiple movies.
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My Perfect, Not-So-Perfect Life
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