Finding Jack||j.g

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Freshman year

I walk down the halls of what was crazier than middle school, High School. I look around in my surrounding, seeing all the jocks, nerds, populars, freaks. But I never liked to put labels on people, but only if Kelly thought the way I do. She is a very judgmental person. Maybe because she comes from a rich family. There all classy and stuff. They prefer vegetables, while I prefer pizza. But that doesn't matter. I'm always in Kelly shadow. Yeah I might have lots of friends, but still. She is more everything than me. Does that even make sense? As I walk toward my locker that is next to Kelly, I see her making out with a sophomore. She always would abuse her beauty. Kelly has had tons of boyfriends, kisses, make out sessions. While I haven't had my first kiss. she separates from him and pushes him away, and faces me. "Hey Scarlet!" she says while I put the combination in my locker. "Hey Kelly!" I says trying to sound as excited. "So I was thinking, you should come over after school. Y'know to have a girls day?" "Yeah sure, I would love to!" I say closing my locker. "Okay let's get to class." She interlocks our arms together and walks toward our class together. And just like in middle school, Jack accidentally get's in Kelly's way. And just like in middle school, she knocks down his books. "When will you ever learn and stop getting in my way you peice of trash!" She says once again so coldly walking away with my arm still interlocked with hers, but today was the day that I had finally had enough of not doing nothing about it. I unlock my arm with hers and run back to help Jack pick up his books. "Scarlet!!" I here Kelly yell, but I continue to help Jack. "What do you think your doing, helping out this freak?" She says so rudely like he isn't here or anything. But that's it, I had enough. "Y'know what Kelly, Yes I helping him out because I don't care what he is and I can't stand how you mistreat him like he is some dog. Stop being a bitch for once in you life." I'm shocked I even said that to her. Nobody, and I mean nobody has ever stand up to her. "Oh really? Okay fine have fun hanging out with this freak, don't even dare talk to me after this!" she storms off, I sigh deeply. "You didn't have to do that." A voice I have never heard snaps me out of my thoughts. I look up and see him staring down at me, with a shy expression. "No I did." I hand him back his books. "Thank you."

"I'm sorry how she has made your life a living hell, and I all I did was stand by and do nothing." I say playing with my thumbs. I finally looked up, but not at him, but at the football field, as we sat on the bleachers. "It's fine, it was never your fault. You never did anything to hurt me." He says so calmly. "How can you survive her torturing?" I say looking at him. "I don't know. It does suck. Because of her I'm basically the school's punching bag." He says making me laugh, while he does the same. "But it still sucks. I'm bullied every single day of my life. I have no friends, nothing, and it's all because of her. I don't even know what I ever did to her." He sighs looking down at his hands. I place a hand on his shoulder and he kinda flinch, which makes me more sad. He's even scared of my own gentle touch. "You do now. I'll be your friend." I say quietly, but loud enough for him to hear. But he sighs again. "I'm only going to bring you down. And in only one week your going to be regretting it." "But I don't care. That's the thing, I stopped caring, these idiotic morons think they know us, when in reality, they can even say the first thing about us. I want to be your friend. I don't like how your walked all over, how your treated, just because she's a bitch. That's how she got to the top. By being a bitch and sucking dick." I say making him laugh. "How could you have been friends with her, when you just the opposite of her?" I sigh "I honestly don't known. But I do know is that I promise you to be your bestest friend ever." I stick out my small pinky for him to interlock and promise the same. "Promise?" he asked again looking at my pinky. "Promise." And with that our pinkies interlocked, and I made my very first true best friend, Jack Gilinsky.