"Remember sweetheart, don't talk just do your work." I say with her. "I know mom. You said it like a hundred times."
"Then you should be good today and don't talk."
"Alright I am."
"Attitude."
"My bad." I get out the car. "Have a good day."
"You too." I close the door. Okay it's a new week and I'm gonna be nice and quiet and pay attention in class. My mom's gonna bring me lunch so I'm fine. I started walking to my class. "Peaches. Hey."
"Hey."
"You wanna smoke with us?"
"No. I'm trying to be different, I only smoke and drink on weekends now."
"Oh alright. So you going to class?"
"Mh. "
"Alright then we can do it on the weekend. How was going to see your friends?"
"It's was fun until my girlfriend broke up with me because of my smart mouth and I cheated but you know."
"Oh you and Yvonne..."
"Yes we did."
"Wow she didn't tell us. We should've known cause you guys were all on each other."
"Yep."
"Was she good?"
"I guess. I don't know we were drunk."
"Oh okay. What class you got?"
"Physics."
"Okay. I'll see you later."
"Bye." I kinda thought they were only my friends because I drunk and smoked with them. Damn I'm lonely. I go to my class. "Good morning Peaches."
"Good morning."
"Are we going to have a good class?"
"Mh. You're the only class I've been good in actually."
"Why is that?x
"I don't know. I guess your kinda chill. Chiller than everyone else."
"Thanks that's sweet."
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Now to second period. I hope they all got the memo that I'm not talking in class today. "Hey Peaches."
"Yvonne."
"My bad about your girlfriend breaking up with you. I should've took you home cause I wasn't that drunk."
"It's fine. It wasn't just because of you anyway. She knew I lied, we had sex then when she was taking me home she questioned me, I got a attitude with her and she broke up with me. It wasn't all your fault I guess. Well it wasn't your fault it was mine."
"Alright well, if you ever feel lonely we can chill, we don't even have to smoke."
"Okay thanks."
"What class you got?"
"Algebra."
"Okay. I'll see you later."
"See ya." Damn she's so fine. But- wait I don't have a girlfriend anymore. Hm. I go into the classroom. "Hi Miss. I'm telling you now that my name is Peaches. I hope you got the email from the principal and my mom saying that I'm not talking in class today. So don't pick on me." I go to my seat and sat down. She stared at me then looked at her computer. "I didn't get a email." I didn't say anything. Everyone started coming in. "Okay everyone. Today we're learning about functions. Get out your notebooks so you can note these things. But first we have a few announcements, the school is having a valentine day gift shop. You'll be able to buy chocolate, flowers, candy, teddy bears, and so on. Then after that twp days after which would be a Friday we're having a valentine day dance. Which will be ten dollars per person." I raise my hand. "Yes peaches?"
"Miss. You do realize it's the end of November. Valentine's day isn't until February."
"Another announcement." That bitch. "There's a Christmas dance happening on the twenty third before you guys get out." What the fuck? "Miss."
"Yes peaches?*
"Why didn't you tell us this first?"
"Why are you talking? You said you weren't gonna talk and you're the only one talking."
"I was curious." I hate her so much.
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Here we go calling my mom because I keep asking her for help. "Hello? Hi Mrs Jackson."
"What could Peaches have possibly done, doing absolutely nothing."
"She's talking up a storm. She won't stop talking."
"Let me talk to her."
"You're on speaker."
"Peaches, remember what we said?"
"I remember and I have been quiet. This lady just chooses to ignore me when I'm raising my hand. I need help with my work and she's avoiding me." She sighed. "Ms. Sanders, I can get you fired in more ways than you can count. Just be respectful to my daughter and I promise she'll be respectful back. She's trying her best. If I don't get a call from her other teachers then you're the problem not my sweet daughter. Okay? Great bye." She hung up. "You wasted my mom's time so help me now."
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My mom's not here to pick me up. Hm. It's been a while. Maybe she went to work early and can't text me. Is Yvonne or someone around? I see them. I go up to them. "Hey guys."
"Hey."
"I need someone to take me home because my mom's not here."
"I'll take you. I'm going home anyway. They're about to go smoke but I'm tired."
"Okay." We got in her car. "I think I remember where you live. Correct me if I'm going the wrong way."
"Okay."
"So, since you and your girl broke up you looking for someone else or...."
"I don't know. Maybe."
"I would love to buy some dresses for a girl I really like." I smile. "That's nice of you."
"I'll give her some time, her and her ex just broke up."
"She definitely needs it. But she'll call if she feels lonely."
"I would love her to." She stopped at my house. "Okay. I'll see you later."
"Bye." I get out the car. Who's car is here? I go in the house. "You have no business coming back here."
"I heard something of mine was here."
"She's mine. I have custody of her. You're her good for nothing father that she'll never see ever. So go back under your little rock and I never want to see you again."
"You're just as bad as me Madison."
"What did you do when I told you I got her back? I was so happy to have her back and I thought she would have her real dad too but you didn't come." My dad's here? I go upstairs to her room. "Sweetheart hey."
"Mom. Hi."
"Is that her? She looks just like I imagined. She's perfect for- I mean. She's beautiful." He got closer to me. "Get away from her you creep."
"You're perfect. I need you to come home with-." The next thing I know there was a gunshot and blood. I yelled and she blocked my mouth. I started crying."Calm down." I slowed my breathing. "You're good?" I nodded. She moved her hand. "Mom...."
"It's okay sweetie. I did this to protect you I promise."
"But-."
"Shh."
"What if someone-."
"No one can hear. I had this house built special just in case I have to do this." I look at him. "He was gonna take you to his house where he would rape you sweetheart. You don't want to go with him."
"Rape?"
"Mh. Now go in your room, take a shower and lay down. I'll handle him."
"Okay." I slowly back my way into my room. I get in the shower quickly and got dressed quickly then I laid down. This was a dream. It's a dream. A horrible dream. A nightmare. I imagined it. It's not real. It didn't really happen. Yeah it wasn't real. I imagined it. It wasn't real. What am I talking about? Nothing because nothing happened. I close my eyes. Nothing happened. Nothing happened....
