Jedidiah's pov
So my name is Jedidiah and I'm about to tell you a story about me and this girl. Before I start let me give you a brief introduction.
Like I said it's Jedidiah. Most people call me Diah though because it's my father's name and I'd much rather not share a name with my father.
I go to Chansati, which is a school by the way but they'd prefer we call it an educational facility. The administration does not like to be catalogued as a school. And I guess in many ways it's kinda different from your average school. I'll go into detail later.
I go to Chansati with my best friend Jude, who has always had me since we were 4. He's the type of friend you don't remember meeting. Or remember a life without.
The only downside to Jude is his cousin Sab. The thing about Sab was that she was a privileged fool. Sab has probably made it her life's mission to mess with me and everything I stand for.
When I first met Sab I was 8. Jude had invited me for her birthday party and who was I to turn down free cake. I can't remember vividly what went down at her party but I remember very clearly what she said to me. I was at her party she sat at the table drawing what looked like a family.
I asked her what it was about and she pointed out her mother and father and sister and how much she loved them. Then she asked me why I came without my parents because all the kids were here with both parents. She asked with so much intrigue in her eyes that I was obliged to answer even though this was something I never told anyone. She looked like I could trust her. I told her my mom was never herself after swallowing what looked like a whitish pill and my dad would hit her and yell at him because of it.
The fear I felt in that moment is something I'd remember forever. I anticipated her response with so much anxiety. I didn't know if she'd feel sorry for me or judge me or just ignore me like most people had done. I hated how much it mattered to me. It made me feel weak. Something I couldn't afford to feel
"So your dad doesn't love you like my parents do??" She said. Words I remembered every time I look at her. It made me feel less than I was.. She makes me feel less than I am daily.
I don't remember what else she said to me because my ears kind of went numb after she said that. I do remember what I said to her though. I said many things. I said her dress made her look fat. I said her hair was ugly and I could see the kinks in it. I said she'd always be shorter than me and I said she didn't have enough friends and her party was boring.
I thought this would help me feel better but it didn't. Her words kept echoing in my head throughout the day. Due to this unforseen stress I ate ... And ate a bit more ...and then a lot more. When I was time to cut her cake I stood right there and threw up all over it. That sums up my summary basically. Aside from the endless torment and back and forth I'd gone through with her everyday for the next ten years
If she fought me I'd fight back. As exhausting as this relationship was it was something I had to live with because I wasn't the kind of person to back now and be mature. Especially since she started it. She always made me feel like she was above me and I couldn't have that. I would bring her down as much as I wanted and needed to. That's was quite unfortunate for her since I was always at her place. Technically Jude's but she was just a floor lower.
She and Jude's family were extremely rich. The type of family that wouldn't be caught wearing anything that wasn't designer. The type of family that had meals prepared for them. The type that would have huge family dinners every year.
If you're thinking I'm jealous that's not the case. Jude is and will forever be my homie. But Sab had made herself an enemy and it seemed she wanted to keep it that way. I didn't mind. I'd fight her till she came to her senses.
School resumed on the 9th of September. It was Sabs' birthday.
The day she opened her mouth and messed me up. I figured I'd just Ignore her for the day but that plan was cut short because Chansati decided to change everything about itself.
My schedule and all my classes. My teachers as well. Which I wouldn't mind if I wasn't sharing a class with Sab. I could spot her walking into class with her purple thick afro.. who dyes their hair purple..?! She walked up to my seat and just stared at me. I calmly tell her to get out but she sits anyway. I'm low-key about to push her off this desk when our new teacher walks in.
King starts yapping about familiarity and is acting all chill. How did I end up in my brother's class for crying out loud. He was a good teacher I guess but this was just weird. I left as soon as he said we could go. I didn't need to spend an extra minute with my step brother.
I was almost out the door when I heard him. "Sabrina..??" He says. That catches my attention so I stay back to listen. He tells her she had the best grades in math class from previous records and that he looked forward to working with her. That's what you'd call a normal encounter but the smile he gave her was what had me questioning it. Even more the smile he continued to give her as she walked past me. I gave him a "what are you up to" look before I walked away too.
