Dead & Forgotten

Ch. 5

I woke up the next morning at the sound of my alarm clock to face the brand new day of Tuesday. I expected things to go even worse than they had already gone yesterday, but as I've been told by many people many times--Joey, Marvin, Donna, Headmistress Rogers, you name it--I must keep my spirits up. Donna also had her own alarm clock, but I could tell that mine woke her up. She groaned as she opened her eyes. "Oh, I wish I could just sleep forever," she said, rubbing her eyes.

I felt the same way too sometimes. "Yeah, same with me," I said in agreement. "But it's Tuesday, so I guess we better make the most of it."

"How? By dealing with that snobby queen bee bitch?" I knew she was talking about Jeanna Morton.

I scoffed and said, "That chick ain't got anything against me, that's for sure. I'm not afraid of her. She just doesn't know who she's dealing with--a rough, tough, wealthy freshie who can speak multiple languages, including English and Greek."

As Donna and I went to brush our teeth in the bathroom, she brought up something that truly surprised me. "You know that she and Marvin used to date, right?"

My toothbrush practically fell out of my hands. No, I did not know that! "They what?!" I cried.

"Shh, keep it down!" she hissed. Then, in her normal voice, she said, "She, Jeanna Morton, is Marvin's ex-girlfriend. Ex-girlfriend, as in they are no longer going out. He broke up with her because there were rumors going around that she might have been cheating on him. Even up until now, we still don't know whether if it's true that she'd really been cheating on him. But from what I heard, she was very possessive and controlling and literally threatened every girl that talked to him, or hung out with him, or whatever. One time, she even threatened this one girl that she'd kill her if the girl went anywhere near Marvin--after they broke up, that is. She became even more possessive of Marvin once they broke up.

"And that one girl, she made a mysterious disappearance. She'd gone missing for days, weeks, couple of months, and even for that whole year. No one's ever heard again from that girl since then. Rumors also had it that she might have been dead--committed suicide--but then again, who knows really?"

"What was that girl's name?" I asked, feeling sympathetic for the wrongly targeted victim who fell prey to Jeanna Morton's evilness.

"Oh, I forgot," Donna said. "But I believe she's dead now. Poor girl. Must've been really tough for her. But who knows what could've happened to her?"

I couldn't believe everything I've just heard. Not only was Jeanna Morton a stuck-up bitch, but she was also a dangerous psychopath! Now I was truly afraid. She's a lot bigger problem than I thought she was. Donna said, "I know what you're thinking, Cass. But whatever you do, you do not want to push her buttons or stoop to her level. She's a real bad-ass. She is the true definition and example of bad news."

"Yet she's supposed to be setting an example for us," I muttered.

"Ah, she could be worse," Donna said. "I'm younger than her, and yet I can set a better example to you than she can. I have more maturity level than her. And apparently, so does Marvin. Poor guy's got no idea what kinds of hell he'd had to deal with, you know, being with her and such."

Once again, I've faced my rival, and it all started in the gym locker room. We were changing into our gym clothes for P.E. class, and I noticed that the older girls were whispering to each other, perhaps talking about me, glaring at me whenever they spoke. That's when Bunny came into the picture. She glared at me and said, "So, you were the one that ratted me out to Headmistress Rogers, huh?"