Jackie : The Pain

Chapter 2: The Office

Jackie pov:

Mrs. Kuma throws us each into chairs, seating me in the chair closest to her. "You three have really disappointed me in the last 2 days. Tomas, your a straight A student, I would expect behavior like yours from a failing student. Now Kat, I know there is the stuff going on in your family recently that may be making you upset, but this is not an appropriate way to address these feelings." Mrs. Kuma says to us, totally leaving me with no blame for the situation. "I, I just saw you guys yesterday. I would like to see you guys tomorrow after school to deal with something's I would talk about now but I'm suppose to be in a meeting. Good day" Mrs. Kuma says as she pushes us out of the room. She seams to forget I'm in the room just because I don't show my face. "Jackie, wait here a moment" Mrs. Kuma says and walks back in her office for a moment.

I stand there in the empty hall for what seams like hours, when she comes back out with a notebook, pen, and a cookie stress ball. The same stuff she gave me 2 days ago. She gives me the same speech as the other day. "If you feel some emotion, write it down. If you feel anger, squeeze this cookie till the anger is gone. And if you need it, I'm always here." Mrs. Kuma says with a smile and waves me out. I walk to the restroom. Some of the nerd squad is in there gossiping but they leave when they see me walk in. I set down the notebook and other shit Mrs. Kuma gave me on the counter. I remove the hood to my black hoodie that looks like I've had it for 5 years. My dark blue hair flaps out from under the hood and covers some of my face. I look in the mirror. I shake my head and fill the sink with water. The water coming out of the tap looks as clear as a summer sky. I dip my face into the water. When I remove my face from the water, I feel like a different person. My gothic makeup washes off and my hair moves from my face. I put my hair into a ponytail and dry my face with a paper towel. I pull off my hoodie and my neon green t shirt pops out from the black. I look at my arms, tan as a persons arms who just came back from a Caribbean cruise. I don't understand how but my arms are always tan. I slide a denim jacket over my arms and walk into a stall to change into skinny jeans. I walk back out to apply some makeup to lighten up my face so I look more lively. I empty the rest of the stuff from my torn up army backpack and shove it all in my book bag with an owl on the front. I look in the mirror. I stare at my outfit and almost vomit. I smile in the mirror. My phone buzzes. I throw it in my backpack along with the stuff from Mrs. Kuma and walk out of the bathroom, as a complete different Jackie.

*hey guys, so in this chapter Jackie dose this sort of fashion change and you'll find out why soon :)*