The Plan

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               Alina

            I wake up with a feeling of dread over taking my body. Groaning, I stare at the clock. 6:15am. What is with me and waking up early! Especially since I live right in front of the school! I sigh, remembering the drama that awaits me and start to get ready, putting some extra effort into looking nice.

            I pull on a loose, over-sized, red Aeropostale hoodie paired with black tights. I put on some light makeup, all skin toned with a bit of white eyeliner in the corners of my eyes to make me look awake. I let my hair down and brush it through before deciding to Chinese braid it to the side. I look in the mirror one last time before heading downstairs to make breakfast for my sister.

            I quickly make some waffles and start our lunches. After I’m done with that, I open my laptop and read a quick email from Paige. According to her, Karishma was really upset but got over it eventually. She also mentions how Karishma thought we should fight back.

             I think about fighting back and realize just how angry I really am. My face hardens and I know I have to do something, but what? I push the feelings down, knowing it won’t help getting angry right now.

            My sister comes down the stairs, eats and then we head off to school. I drop her off before heading to Karishma and Paige who are standing in a corner talking. I stare at them and notice the bags under Karishmas eyes and the tear stained cheeks. I feel the anger rise up again and change my course, heading straight to Natalie, Rachel and a goofy Lauren.

“Natalie, what’s your problem? Lauren you too. Karishma wouldn't talk at all yesterday!” My voice rises in anger.

“And Rachel, you can just stand there while they ruin Karishmas life? What the hell is wrong with all of you?”

            Rachel stands there stunned and I feel the littlest bit of guilt but immediately shake it off. They don’t care, I remind myself.

Laurens smile hardens before throwing back one of way too over used insults.

“You know what Alina, none of this is Natalie’s fault. She was flirting with him right in front of my eyes. She took it way too far and Rachel agrees. This is not her fault, so you can just piss off and go over there with the other she-devils.”

And this point I’m so fucking pissed.

“Maybe, if you were a good friend and asked her for the whole story before acting like a bitch, this wouldn't be happening.” I mutter.

“Whatever, you can say whatever the fuck you want but you will not win this one Lauren and I know this for sure.”

Lauren laughs confusing me for a moment before mocking me.

“Ooooh, I’m so scared! Alina swore! Oh my god!”

            I look at Rachel one last time. She’s in awe and I can see she’s confused on what to do. I spin around on my heel, fighting the tears that threaten to fall. I know Lauren, but I've only seen her this mad once before. She knows how emotional I can get and said that on purpose.

            As I reach Karishma and Paige, the bell rings. We head inside and talk before parting our ways. I grab my stuff from my locker and spot Rachel by herself up ahead. I run up to her hoping she’ll talk to me.

“Rachel!”

She hesitates before turning around. “Yeah.”

“Look, I’m not here to fight. I just what to know what you think about all this. You looked confused.”

She sighs. “I don’t know Alina. I agree with Natalie and Lauren but she took it too far outside. You didn't deserve that. But I also know what Karishma did was wrong. She flirted with Jason even after she knew how hurt Natalie was.”

I start to say something before closing my mouth, noticing that we have reached our home room. Rachel smiles at me before taking a seat in the middle of the room while I head to the back because god knows I won’t be able to concentrate during class.

All through class my mind is miles away. I think about everything that has happened; what Lauren said, what I said, the argument, everything! Before Lunch I have a solution. I quickly scribble down my idea and slip it the folded paper on to Rachel’s desk when no one’s looking.

The only problem with my idea is that it’ll either work, or go down in flames…

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