Thing 1 and Thing 2

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Do you know how hard it is to get dressed in the morning with a fucking cast on your leg? Well if you don't, it's hard. Really hard. I couldn't get the leg whole of my jeans to go through my cast.

Oh fuck this, I'm wearing shorts. I don't care if it's like 60 degrees out. I went to one of my drawers and pulled out my red jean shorts. When I thought I looked decent, I went downstairs to get breakfast before school.

Josh was already downstairs eating cereal. When I walked in, he looked up.

"What are you wearing?" He asked.

"You don't like?"

"It's not that but it's like 60 degrees outside."

I shrugged. "I couldn't get my jeans to go through my cast."

"Oh. How did you sleep?"

"Awful."

"Why?"

"I had the weirdest dream."

"About?"

"Well," I started pouring milk in my bowl of cereal. "First I was on a stage and Justin Bieber was singing but he disappeared and then you appeared and had to tell me a secret but my grandma interrupted giving me medication and asking if I was pregnant and then Jas tried to kill me and you turned into Justin Bieber."

"Weird right?" I asked when he didn't say anything.

"Yeah..." He trailed off. "Weird."

We finished eating breakfast in silence and I drove us to school.

All day people (by people I mean boys) whistle everytime I pass by and tell me they didn't know I had a butt. Don't worry, I shut them up with my fist. I hate Tuesdays. Almost as bad as Mondays.

As I was walking to my locker to get my books for next class, something caught my eyes. It was the twins, Betsy and Bitsy, hitting on Josh who looked really uncomfortable. I walked up to them.

"Hey Thing 1 and Thing 2," I said. "Why are you bothering Josh?"

"My name is Betsy," Thing 1 said.

"And my name is Bitsy."

"Well, I don't give a fuck who you are. Why are you bothering Josh?"

"Language, Lina," Thing 1 said. "And our Joshy likes the attention. Don't you, Joshy?" Joshy? All three of us look at Josh who stayed silent.

"Well, I'll appreciate it if you get away from my boyfriend."

"Your boyfriend," Thing 1 scoffs. "Yeah right."

"Josh?" I turned to look at him. "Tell them I'm your girlfriend."

"I-um-yeah she's my girlfriend," He stuttered.

"Why?" Thing 2 asked.

"Beca-" I started.

"Because she's pretty and a great person," Josh said interrupting me.

"Are you sure you're talking about her?" Thing 1 said pointing at me.

"Yeah," Thing 2 says. "No one ever described Jacquelina as pretty or a great person. More like an ugly troll." Both Thing 1 and Thing 2 started laughing.

Their laughter got to me and the crunchy noise that was made when I punched Thing 2 in the face left me satisfied.

"YOU STUPID BITCH, YOU BROKE MY NOSE!" She yelled.

"Language, Thing 1," I said mimicking her from earlier.

"My name is Betsy," She hissed.

"I don't care." I grabbed Josh's hand and dragged him away.

"Why did you do that?" He asked.

"I don't like people making fun of me."

"Why did you tell them I'm your boyfriend?"

"Why did you say yes?" I countered.

He shrugged. "I don't know."

"Well I'll see you later." We went our separate ways and I turned the doorknob to my history class and walked in and sat at my desk.

Everyone stared.

Mr. Chaz quits speaking in the middle of a sentence. He glares at me.

It's very quiet.

"Jacquelina?" Says Mr. Chaz.

"Yeah?"

"Do you have a pass?"

"No," I say. "Don't you think if I had a fucking pass, I would have fucking given it to you when I walked through the fucking door?

Everyone gasped at my outburst. I picked up my bag and stomped out the door in a triumphant huff.

Where should I go now? I started walking in a random direction. Maybe I could finally take that nap.

"Jacquelina Simmons please report to the office." Mr. Fielder, the principal, said into the intercom.

Great. What did I do now?

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Hehe Jacquelina has courage to talk to a teacher like that...

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