"Time for another day" I sigh. I get up, put on a Star Wars T- shirt ( yes I am a big fan), and a pair of black leggings. I guess you could say, today's kind of my lazy day.
I skip my breakfast, not feeling too well about this whole Katherine situation.
Eventually, I get into my car and pull into the parking lot of my school.
Walking into the building, I pass by my old teacher who greets me with a smile. I smile back, remembering how I was her favorite student.
I unpack my books at my locker, and head to class.
I spend the whole home economics period thinking. How can I possibly help Katherine? Especially since I cant even get her to talk to me. This is pointless...why do I even need to do this? Whoever is doing this to me needs to knock it off.
I already have homework, my friends, and Jake to worry about. I know it doesn't seem like much, but Jake really takes a lot of worrying.
I anaylze the information I have.
Heres what I know. She's in my chemistry class and we have the same birthday. Thats it.
I must admit, its pretty sad I only know that about her and I've known her for 8 years.
I try and think harder.
I only think of one more thing. In second grade, she stole my pencil. Okay, thats pointless information but I thought I might as well include it.
Chemistry finally comes around and I sit in the seat right next to Katherine.
"Ugh what do you want from me," she growls at me.
"I was-uh nothing," I say.
"Whatever," she scoffs. See what I mean? This chick hates me.
I try starting a conversation with her a couple of times but she just cuts me off. So, I decide to take a different approach.
"Why do you hate me so much?" I ask. I know right...not my best idea.
"You dont remember what you did?" she asks.
I simply reply "no."
"Third grade, Mrs.Patterson's class. Jake was my best friend, until you came around. I had a huge crush on him. And you just took him away from me like it was no big deal. Ive hated you ever since."
Wow...Im such a jerk. I can believe I did that to her without even saying sorry or realizing. I need to fix this now. "Im really sorry..I didnt even- I mean I didnt- like- Im just really sorry. I didnt realize I took him from you..." my voice trails off.
She doesnt say anything for a while but finally she says," I guess it's fine."
"Soo....how about we start all over?" I ask.
"On one condition." she says.
"Which is?...."
"You promise not to do it again."
"Deal."
"Good."
I introduce myself and she does the same. Its almost like were meeting each other for the first time. And let me tell you, it feels good to finally have a normal conversation with someone who's been coming at your neck for years.
But wait. I still dont know how to help her. What am I suppose to do? I think about for a couple minutes until the bell rings.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Lunch comes by sooner than I thought, and I sit next to Jake like usual. I can tell he's looking at me but Im not in much of a talking mood.
"Whats wrong, Ariana?" he asks. I cant resist, I look at his sea-green eyes knowing I can trust him. I wish I could tell him about the letter, about why he was hurt, about Katherine.
I resist for a second, but it doesn't last long before I make up my mind.
I need to tell him everything.
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The Forgotten Ones
Non-FictionAriana's life is perfect. She has a loving family, perfect grades, and is tremendously beautiful to everyone around her. Then, one day she opens her locker and finds a letter titled "The forgotten ones". When she opens it, she cant believe her eyes...