Ugh. I think that Mickey forgot about me. Again! It's not her fault though. She's forgetful. REALLY forgetful.So I guess I've got to walk to my locker on my own. Alone. I dump all of my stuff into my bag and zip it up. I really don't care how I put the stuff in there. Like...fuck this shit.
As I'm walking down the hallway, some bitchy, stuck-up cheerleader purposely shoulders me to the ground.
"Oops," she giggles. "We're so sorry." Wow that was so fake! As they walk away laughing I just lay there. You know I'm just here debating whether it's really worth it getting up. I'll just get knocked down again. Hopefully next time I'll be put out of my misery."We're so fucking sorry." I say mimicking their queen-bitch.
"Hey, hows the weather down there? Or are you too fucking sorry to care?" I heard someone say as I was snapped out of my daydrea- ...um I mean over thinking...yeah over thinking. I told you I'd remember it.
"Well, with this weather that we're having it's ought to be really cold since it's really cold up there too," I tried to be witty.
"Need a hand?"
"Sure." I'm still confused about who this strangely friendly character is. He helped me up almost lifting my feet off the ground. Wow he's strong.
As I look up his green eyes meet mine. Wow they're gorgeous. His eyes are probably the the most fascinating one's that I've ever seen, light green with a bit of blue and some grey specks. I don't know why, but I've always been a sucker for green eyes. My hazel one's stand no chance against them... I am a little jealous.
"Now that's much better isn't it?"
"Yes thank you." I said dusting and patting down my clothes.
"Okay now what was a girl like you doing on the icey floor...were you tired." He smiled at his own humor.
I don't want to lie.
"I fell." I said timidly hiding my face.
Never mind, I lied anyway.
"Really...because those cheerleaders had a good laugh out of that shove." His face had no expression.
"You saw that.....?" I didn't know what else to do but look at my feet.
"I saw every last horrible bit of it."
"Yeah...um...no biggie. Just leave it. It's nothing. Really." I'm such a liar today, it's actually the story of my life.
"Well next time give me a call and I'll be there to help."
Aaaaah! Super cute. But I met you like 5 minutes ago.
"Thanks, but I'll be perfectly fine."
"Sure?"
"I'm sure." No, I'm not sure, I'm such a scaredy cat. I'll just run or take the pain. My subconscious yelled.
"Well see you around then."
Kay." What's up with me and 'kay' today? And what?! Someone other than Mickey actually spoke to me today.
Today I was helped be a cute stranger and I'm tutoring Brad! I guess other than being made fun of and getting laughed at in first period, receiving a shower from the water-fountain and being body-slammed by a cheerleader, this day was kinda okay. :)
GUESS WHO'S BACK. BACK AGAIN. BRITTTANYS BACK. TELL A FRIEND. Can anyone guess who's this mystery character??? I'm sure you all have a clue....
(HINT: H.S) It doesn't stand for high school... just btw for all those special people out there...
Guys plzzzzzzz vote and tell your friends about Finding Jess..... If those friends already know about it get new friends and tell them about it...so...um...yeah. And it would really be appreciated if you guys can give me suggestions for who jess' mother should be played by.
I'm so sorry for the short chapter, but don't worry there's plenty more to come, I just need to type it. This won't come to a stop,not even writers block can stop me cause I've got the whole or most of the story written down.
xxx
Brittany.
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Finding Jess
FanfictionJess is basically your average 16-year-old loser. She is a pessimist with major trust issues and has extremely low-self-esteem. I wouldn't blame her though, she has all the reason to be. She's caught up in choosing between her crush, someone she sho...