After Midnight

Chapter 3: Name Calling, Start of Annoyance,

Good morning, it's a new day. Hope it's a BETTER day than yesterday. I sit on my bed and take a deep breath in and then out. Now it's time to get ready. My choice of clothes today is black jeans with a dark blue shirt that fits me perfectly. I top on a light blue denim jacket that will accompany me till I reach school. I have a few minutes before I leave home. So I open up my journal.

Tuesday, September 7, 2023: 
I woke up this morning and I HAVE TO GIVE HIM THE MONEY before he kills me. I hate you Parisa.

TO DO LIST:
- Give M the money
- Smack Parisa

Done. I shove my journal into my bag and grab a snack. Ah, it's a cookie. But it tastes amazing. I walk my way to school.

It's only 8:50 when I reach school. There is five minutes till the bell rings. I wait for frickin Parisa. I don't see her anywhere. DID SHE PLAN TO DITCH ME and make me pay the money???? I'll kill her if she doesn't come to school today. I have only 20 bucks with me!

DING.
Oh no, the bells rang. She is gonna ditch me. I don't have another 20 DOLLARS! I'm going to kill her. I enter and put my bag under my table. I don't feel like putting my bag in my locker. SHE'S GOING TO MAKE ME SUFFER TODAY. I look up. I exhale happily. She's here.

"I got the money," she says

"I thought you ran away with the money."

"Why would I do that?"

"You are someone who would" She rolls her eyes. Students emerge into the classroom so does Matthew. He takes a seat next to me and smirks at me.

"I have your money." I turn to Parisa and glare at her, it's a sign for her to get the money out and I bend down to my bag struggling, as I grab my 20 bucks.

"You know you can get the bag and place it on your lap or table and THEN get out the money rather than struggling like a hopeless monkey." says Matthew.

"You're right" I reply then I remember

"I am not a monkey!" I yell at him. I smack the money into the table and Parisa slowly passes the money to him. He looks over at me and smiles and slides the money I put on the table off and put it in his pocket.

I don't look at him for the rest of the class. But I feel like he is looking at me and Parisa gives me signs that he is. She also wrote on a piece of paper he is glaring and rolling his eyes at me and her. I don't care. That hopeless DONKEY!

I take a quick glance at him. He is not looking at me now. I grab my diary out of my bag suitably and more comfortable way. I place the bag on my lap. Then I drop my bag to the floor and open up the diary of today's page with my pen in hand.

Tuesday, September 7 2023: I woke up this morning and I HAVE TO GIVE HIM THE MONEY before he kills me. I hate you Parisa.

Tuesday, September 7, 2023:
I woke up this morning and I HAVE TO GIVE HIM THE MONEY before he kills me. I hate you Parisa.

TO DO LIST:
- Give M the money
- Smack Parisa

I cross out the first thing on my to-do list and then I remember I have to smack Parisa. Parisa has already laid her eyes on my diary and before she can escape I smack her on the arm.

"OW!" winces Parisa in pain.

"You deserve it."

I crossed off the last thing on my to-do list this morning.

"Ooo a diary." Matthew tries to take the journal away from me but I stop him.

"Don't touch!"

"Okay Jeez., by the way, my name is Matthew and not M. I'm not a letter," he says, rolling his eyes.