Troubled

Chapter 4: Underestimated

School was dismissed early that day so I went home to play with Jules. I figured out his name on the walk home. I lost a Jules, and gained one.

I was bored and lonely, thanks to gossip. Of course Alex told everyone lies, again.

I lied to Tim and said I didn't want him in my room because I was depressed and needed privacy. I wasn't depressed, I was angry. The privacy thing was right though. I wanted to be alone for awhile.

I sat at my desk and turned on the computer. Thats when Tim walked in.

"I'm guessing you have no idea what privacy means, do you?"

Jules wagged his nubby tail, and jumped all over him.

"Ugh. You KNOW I hate dogs. Please tell me why this beast is here?!"

My mom came in and screamed in joy.

"A PUPPY!"

Time gave me the evil eye, and I smirked.

"Can we keep him?"

My mom looked into Tim's "full of hatred" eyes, and blinked childeshly.

"No. I mean you BOTH KNOW I HATE ANIMALS."

My mom only sighed and whispered,

"We can keep him."

"You never listen to me!"

Tom coplained almost all  night. i just ignored them and continued playing poptropica.

Later on my mom said we would have to find the owner, when it obviously wasnt wanted, before she would let me keep it. BUT that night he slept in my room so I felt better.

The next morning I put Jules in the closet but I didn't lock my door.

"Alright class! open your books to page 277. We will learn about multiplying negitive fractions as well as divi-"

Alex leaned forwards and whispered in my ear,

"Pass this to Kaylin."

She then threw a balled up paper at my face and gestured towards her. I decided to read it.

HEY. Gladdious looks like a freaking pig in that underarmor shirt. LOOK AT HER FAT ROLLS! Could you imagine her running the mile later in P.E.? I can't wait to record that.

I got up and threw it away making sure Alex was watching. I absolutly hate those two. All they do is hate on others. They are just looing in the mirror.

I stuck my tongue out at hner and resumed paying attetion to Mrs.Locke.

After the bell everyone reported to homeroom to plant a tree in the school yard for Jules. He had passed last night due to lack of oxyen and blood loss. Tears filled my eyes as we prayed but I never made a sound.