Jess's POV
"Jess! Hurry up and get dressed! Lauren's here and you'll be late for school!" I heard my mum call from downstairs.
Great. It begins again...
I hate Monday mornings.
The worst day of the week.
Double PE, Maths, Spanish and ICT.
With posh princess, Sian Vincent. She thinks she is so perfect just because her "daddy" is rich and gives her whatever she wants! Laptops. Flat screen TV in her room. The latest iPhone, iPod, iPad, Blackberry, Android. Car (even she can't even get her license for another year!) She has a walk in wadrobe that's the size of an average bedroom. She has at least 3 designer outfits and pairs of shoes for every day of the year!
If you have less than her, she gives you hassle for not being able to afford or even want all that stuff.
And if you're lucky enough to have more than her, she brings you down.
I'm one of the many people who don't have that stuff. I don't want it. I can't even afford it. But she's taken a hate to me, just a little bit more than everyone else, because I stood up for the new girl, Anastasia, or Anna as we call her. Me and Lauren befriended her after she moved here from America and Jessica decided to "show her where her place is" by locking her in the storage cupboard, spreading rumours and pushing her around.
She doesn't exactly like it when people talk back to her.
She sort of reminds me of that one mean teacher that hates everyone and gives out detentions if you do something she doesn't like, ie breathing.
I try not to let people get to me but honestly its difficult. When Sian hates you, everyone hates you...
I open my sock draw, and pushed back the socks, I pulled out a little zippo lighter, hidden from everyone but me. I flicked it on and stared at the little flame for a few seconds before closing it again and putting it in my pocket.
I pulled on my hoodie, grabbed my school bag and ran downstairs, wouldn't want to leave Lauren with my mum and my annoying little brother for too long again!
"Hey Jess..." Lauren said, obviously hiding something
"What's up?" I asked her as we walked towards the door, smiling as my little brother, only 2 years old, and so annoying, waved from his highchair
"Bye bye Jessy!" he called
"Bye bye James!" walking back to give him a pat on the head.
"Ok, so what's up?" I repeated
"Nothing... Not with me anyway..."
"What's Jessica said now? I didn't see anything on Facebook!"
"Nothing about you..."
"Then who?" I said curiously.
"...Anna..." she whispered "She texted me to say she wasn't coming to school, then I saw her Tumblr..."
"Pass me your phone!" I said I don't have tumblr... Maybe I should make an account... I seem to miss everything...
I quickly scrolled around to find Anna's blog.
I found one written post at the top
"If you're reading this now, then either I have succeeded or I am in hospital. I cannot take this constant feeling of never belonging, never being good enough, even for my parents, pretty enough, skinny enough, not being talented or smart enough. I remember when I got to England. My parents split up because my dad couldn't cope anymore, and he got full custody of me, and my brother decided to stay with my mum, she's bipolar and he didn't want to leave her alone, neither did I, but I didn't have the choice, my brother is older than me so the court said he would cope with her, but that I was too young and that it might not be safe for me. My dad took me to the UK, we had a great flat, it was big enough for the two of us and we settled in really quickly! He showed me pictures of the school, it looked amazing! Much better than my old one. I always thought that it would be a great new start, new friends, maybe I would even be popular if I played my cards right! Boy, that didn't turn out to plan. Within 2 hours of being in school I was locked in cupboards and no one came and found me for hours. It didn't stop there. There was name calling and rumours about me and my family. People told me to go back to America and that no one would ever like me. If people weren't bullying me, no one would even look at me... I was miserable! When I met my 2 best friends, Jess and Lauren I thought things were starting to look up for me. They stuck up for me and stood by me when I needed them. They accepted me like I was one of them, I could tell them anything and they are still the nicest people I have ever met, but I know that them speaking to me made everyone hate them too... They tell me they don't let it get to them, they think I believe but Jess, I've seen your scars, Lauren, I read your journal. I know you didn't tell me because you didn't want me to blame myself for ruining your lives. I am truly sorry for making everyone miserable, and not being good enough, but I couldn't bare to be someone I'm not and I can't bare to hurt the people that managed to keep me alive those precious few months. I will always be grateful to them and I hope they never forget me because I won't forget them! I can't forget you guys too! Thank you everyone who has spoken to me, let me vent to them and made me feel better, you all made me feel wanted and I wish I knew every single one of you so I could hug you goodbye. Please don't try to stop me, it is my time to go. Goodbye. Anna x"
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