Wendy's Drawing Book

January 20 2012

School starts today.
I can't say I'm entirely excited but it is what it is. Despite being bitchy due to the 5 month Thing growing inside her mom offered to drive me to school. The reason to her kindness is her and dad have been fighting lately and she just wanted to leave the house.
It started a few days after I got released from the hospital.
I was in the backyard just being stupid
and they were in the basement when I heard glass shattering. As quickly as I could I limped inside and placed my ear to the door. I am pretty proud to admit this but I'm a professional eavesdropper.
Muffled voices were heard but it was clear by the sight I saw who was was doing most of the yelling.
It was dad. He was walking in circles while mom just stood there with one hand on her hip and the other on her stomach. Looked like she was crying.
Being the wonderful daughter I am I got the idea that if I did something nice to get one thing off her mind she might not be so stressed out but a sharp pain in my thighs stopped me, which was weird because everything seemed to healing correctly. So for the time being I just stood there poking at the healing slashes to see what was up when Suddenly  footsteps came crashing up the stairs. I herd 2....then 4.
I wanted no part in whatever was going on with them so avoided them by staggering up the stairs to my bedroom.
Throwing myself on me bed (an action I regretted immediately) I began to jot down all the things that happened.

Mom drove me to school mainly to get out the house and away from dad. The majority of the ride was quite due to the tension between us still but hey I'm not Complaining.
To break the ice I asked "What's it like to be pregnant"?
She hardly glanced through the mirror at me and raised her eyebrow "Why you ask, are you getting any ideas"?
"Ew no never"
Before she could get another word out the high school was in sight. Hardly though.
She slowed down, "Your walking from here kid"
Wind blew through my long ass hair which entered my mouth when opened it to inhale.  I began choking.
Great way to start off your school day. Choking on dead cells and walking 2 blocks in the snow nice.
Eventually I got to the school in one piece but found myself hesitating at the entrance. Am I scared I asked myself repeatedly.
Of course I was, I was the talk of the school last month. The stares, the gossip whispers, the Un wanted pity self harmers get...it's unbearable.
Pushing my thoughts aside I lunged towards big metal doors and just as I predicted all eyes were on me in an instant.
I buttoned my Jacket, picked at my tube and pulled out my phone and spammed Bebe with messages of hurry the fuck up until I was certain the crowd was completely gone.
My phone started vibrating in my rear pocket. It was from Bebe so that made me a little happy.
Sorry I'll be a little late I met two people I seriously think you'd like to meet so just wait by the cafeteria and we''ll be there in a few.
Annoyed more than anything I reluctantly walked to the meeting point to find it was completely empty which is seriously weird since it's always filled the brim with sluts flirting with the closest thing that breathes. Being alone made feel a lot less stressed out and calmer so I took a seat by the hot foods chef sells in the morning to the kids who don't eat at home but they were going to waist since no one was here.
"Hello Wendy" He greeted me.
I waved back, "Hey Chef".
"Your welcomed to help yourself to anything if you'd like, on the house".
"Thanks"
So I took him up on his offer and picked out the smallest thing that was there, crusty eggs.
Taking out my phone yet again But this time just to pass time until she came. 7:45 I mumbled to myself, A whole hour until school starts.
"Got any games"? I herd a voice.
A pair of soft hands suddenly covered my eyes, the smell of baby powder immediately gave it away that the figure was Bebe, also I could feel her chest on my back, but behind I could hear the giggles of others. It was Probably the two individuals she mentioned earlier.
When she released me I turned around to be greeted by two faces just as I foretold.
One I knew already, her name was Jenny Simon. She tried to commit Suicide in fourth grade when Eric started to bully her. After that she just faded into the background, stayed in the bathroom during lunch and study hall, hardly spoke to anyone.
But the other girl, my sight was set on her.
"No...."
Rebecca Cotswold.
This girl. She went to school with us for exactly 2 days in third grade and I'm shocked I still even remember her. Kyle unintentionally turned her into a....slut? Nah....whore maybe.....lets just stick to thot.
Whatever you want to call her the fact she was standing in front of me right now rendered me speechless.
"I thought you and your family moved! Your brother stopped coming here and you guys were herd from you guys again what's up"?
She didn't answer, she just fiddled with her fingers.
Confused I turned to Bebe and gave her a look like Whats her problem.
"Her father was really strict from what I know. What ever he did to her when they moved must've scared her" Bebe whispered in my ear,  "HOWEVER we'll all be best friends" she turned to Rebecca "So you don't have to say anything, speak when your ready ok".
All Rebecca did was smile, but it was a warm smile.
Jenny and Rebecca just sat there kinda awkwardly but began to join in the weird topics Bebe and I were talking about. It felt nice, like how an average teenager should feel.
School was school. Though the teachers treated me different, like bad different. For one it came to my attention that  my honors teachers tried everything In their power to  lower me down to regents level classes. To me if I was in one or two honors classes I wouldn't mind, shit that would actually help me out a lot, fewer things would be on my mind. The problem is that im in ALL honors and if I get reduced to regents classes that'll fuck up any and all chances to get accepted into a school in the city and move out of this town. With collage around the corner its was or nothing and I sure as hell was going to go big or go home as they say.
I began making promises with myself that before mom had her kid I would learn how accept it and keep all the negativity I had when she told me she was pregnant concealed and I be the best older sister I could possibly be. At this point we didn't know if it was a boy or a girl so we just refered to it was the spawn.
It was me of course who came up with the name. Bebe  and Jenny have been trying to get me to think posistive and its been working up until an Aunt asked what gender and name the baby will have. I had Satans spawn in mind for a name but I guess only herd the spawn part and found it funny.

Their fighting has gotten better and worse from my perspective of course . Ive had  been out with the girls so much I was never at the house long enough to pay them any mind, and when I was at the house they were no where near each other so Thats bad, but I just assumed they were ok since the screaming stopped so that was good.
Ima end this here I'm tired.