MONDAY, THE 4TH OF AUGUST
Yawn…Lola; I really don’t want to go to school today. I want to spend more time with my dad, but he and my mom are going shopping in the newly opened mall, and then eating at McDonalds…but me?
I just have to go to stinkin’ school. Well, I better get ready fast, and I’m quite excited, because our trigonometry test results will be announced today. And our English teacher will be taking Act one Scene 2, which is an interesting page.
I’ve also prepared quite well for my geography test. Well, I’ve got to go revise that lesson, so bye!!
I am so happy, Lola! I got an A+ in my trigonometry test! My parents were so proud they pinned it up on the refrigerator (I know, this is SOO old fashioned. If Dan had seen it he would have probably laughed his ass off. But he didn’t, and he won’t be, because he will NEVER come here again. Ever) My dad got me an awesome shade of pinkish purple nail polish too.
My mom cooked up a cool dinner to celebrate my grade. The only thing that diminished my flame of pride (You’re right, Lola, I’m getting too Shakespearish) was the fact that the ‘immature pig’ got an H and didn’t seem to care that he did.
Rosalie failed, as usual, and so did all the other ‘Belles’ except Margaret. She actually got a B+. Rosalie was so majorly angry she screamed at Margaret for half an hour during lunch break, and then Margaret actually quit the ‘Belles’.
She yelled back at Rosalie for the remaining fifteen minutes (our lunch break is forty five minutes) and went to eat her lunch with Ned.
Ned got up as soon as she sat near him, and she said in a worried manner,
“Are you mad at me for jeering at you and not being your friend” and Ned gave her a weird Look (How does THAT feel, girl?) and said,
“No, it’s just the fact that the bell has rung and it’s time for my mathematics class”.
Margaret was left sitting alone like a fool, and Julie and I both giggled. But I think Margaret and Ned made it up, because they both were walking home together after school. And Dan never even mentioned his visiting my house. I told Julie about it, and we both thought about it for a while.
Julie then said,
“I think it’s the fact that he’s really popular, and if he told everyone about you, it would mean he came to your house. That would really cause a dip in his popularity, and a sharp rise in yours, because he visited your house”.
I thought about it for a while, and agreed.
And during lunch break, when I entered the restroom, I heard a girl crying.
I pushed open the door and saw Rosalie crying, wiping her tears with toilet paper. Her mascara was smudged, and her rouge was mixing with her tears. I resisted the urge to laugh, because she looked like a painted clown.
She saw me, and tried to wipe her tears. I bent down and asked “Why the heck are you crying?” (Though, of course, I knew it was because both Dan and Mark had teased her mercilessly during the previous period and the fact that Margaret had abandoned her too) to which she shot back,
“Go away, Parker girl (as if she doesn’t know my name), it’s none of your business”. I replied,
“Oh, sure, well, I got some work to do. It involves telling everyone you cried in the toilet!” (Of course I’m not that mean. No Lola, I really didn’t mean it)
She got up, and moved around, quick as a…I don’t know…fox?? N o…it’s sly as a fox…anyhow, believe me, she was quick! She pushed me into the toilet, whipped around, shut the door, locked it from outside, and left, laughing devilishly. I was so mad. I screamed, and screamed and finally Julie arrived. She was probably wondering where I had been for so long.
She opened the toilet, and asked,
“How did you lock yourself inside?” to which I managed a smile and told her everything. Before I could finish my story, I heard Rosalie and Dan’s voice.
She was telling him,
“Come on…you’ll love this”. Dan was protesting vehemently, saying,
“Get a grip, girl, I so can’t come inside. It’s a girl’s toilet…hey, why are you dragging me inside??” I figured Rosalie was dragging Dan. I pushed Julie into a bathroom, and said,
“It’s for your own good, I’ll explain later”.
Rosalie managed to pull Dan and when she entered the girls room said, “Ta-Da!” and gestured towards an open toilet. Dan gave her such a look and said,
“Are you mad, woman? Why the heck do you drag me to a girl’s toilet just to see a… girl’s toilet? And stupid Clara standing next to it? Worthless idiot!” (I think he was talking to Rosalie, not me. For once) and he stormed out, but not after thwacking Rosalie on the face.
Rosalie looked at me in shock and said,
“But… I…locked…toilet…come back, Dan!” and ran out screaming, holding her red cheek. I told Julie,
“You can come out now” and she asked me,
“Why did you lock me in there?” to which I replied,
“You know Rosalie, if she sees you with me she’ll figure out you helped me come out, and then you’d be her next victim”.
We both started talking about Rosalie’s wicked, scheming mind (after leaving the toilet, of course!), when we saw Mark and Veronica singing happily with Veronica playing her banjo. I guess they’re together now.
They both were seated underneath the same old oak tree, and seemed to be enjoying themselves immensely.
I spotted Dan looking at Mark with disgust from a distance. He shook his head, and went out of the gates and entered a shiny black Mercedes (Yup, Lola, he is rich, but I guess you must already know that by now!) which sped off.
I then saw Rosalie whispering something to her friends when they saw me. Rosalie then said ,
“Come on girls, let’s go to that newly opened mall” after which she clicked her fingers, and a coupe sped up.
She and her friends entered it, screaming and shouting, and they left the school.
Julie and I started home too, figuring it was rather late. Today was a nice day, Lola, but my toilet experience totally exhausted me, so I’m gonna sleep, so night, Lola.
NOTE TO SELF: REVENGE ON ROSALIE!!!!
RESOLUTION:NEVER ENTER TOILETS ALONE.
OUTFIT WORN TODAY: REPEAT OF WHAT I WORE LAST MONDAY.
HOMEWORK:
1) MATHEMATICS:NOTHING.
2) ENGLISH: GO THROUGH ACT ONE SCENE 2.
3) GEOGRAPHY:DID STUPID TEST QUITE WELL.
4) SCIENCE:WORK ON PROJECT CHART.
5) HISTORY:WROTE SUDDEN POP TEST ON THE AMERICAN REVOLUTION. NO HOMEWORK.
6) LANGUAGE:HANDED IN MY ESSAY ON JULIE.
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