The Circle Room

Jessica

"Jessi, time to get up" my foster mom called up stairs..yes I said foster mom. I get up everyday in this house and it's okay, but I can't really call it my home. It just doesn't feel right. I can't bring my friends hear, not that i'm not allow to, I just don't want to explain to them why i'm hear and not with my biological parents. What am I supposed to say, "hey guys what's up, i'm okay. I'm just going to be in a shitty mood, because today is the anniversary of my mother's death and my father in jail for her murder. But hey come to my foster parents house and we can eat popcorn and I can tell you all about how she made me climb out the window and run for my life while my drug addicted father beat her to death, because she wouldn't support his habit. Oh and while I'm at it, i'll tell you how he sold me for a fix and then beat me when I told my mother". Yeah that's a story i'm just not willing to tell.

I took a shower and ate breakfast like always and left as my foster greeted me. I love her she's so sweet and always happy. She makes me actually want to smile, a genuine smile, not the fake ones I've learned to plaster on my face for my friends at school. I'm a cheerleader, the head cheerleader actually and I hate it. I hate the fact that I have to be fake all day and talk about things I could care less about. I hate that I have to date the star quarterback, I mean he's a nice person and all, but we both have ambitions that don't fit into our lifestyle...well our school life anyway. He's the only one who knows I feel this way, the only one I can be real with, besides my foster family.

The walk to school is pretty much the same everyday Sydney and Maria talking about things like their hair, clothes, and boyfriends. Then picking on some girl, I think her name is Desi, Deslynn, Destini... something like that. She's actually really quiet, never saying anything back. I feel bad that they do it, but I can't bare to be picked on, I have enough problems without having everyone against me. I usually don't say anything just laugh along, but I did today and now I feel even worse about it. It's bad enough to just listen and laugh along, but to join in is just horrible.

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Ring!Ring!Ring!

"Guys we only have five minutes". "Do we really need to fix your makeup?", I cried. "Chillax Jess", Sydney said, me rolling my eyes at her comment as we walked into the bathroom so her and Maria can fix their makeup. "But if we're late again we'll get detention, I can't get detention my parents well be pissed and we have practice" I explained, only for them to exclaim that I "chill out" and "everything will be okay". Ugh I need a new life.

Ring!Ring!Ring!

Ugh, and there's the tardy bell making us official late for the second time this week

We walked into class and just I suspected we were greeted by a not to pleased Mrs. Johnson, who was in the middle of explaining a new assignment. "nice of you girls to join us", she said. I went and sat down by my boyfriend and was greeted with a light peck on the cheek. He's so respectful. "Hey" I whispered and returned the peck as I took my seat next to Tiffany, another good friend of mine, only she greeted me with a simple hi instead of our usually hug, and she looks sad. I shrugged it off and made a mental note to talk to her later.

I don't know what, but somethings telling me it's gonna be a long day....