Anything Could Happen

Ch. 31- Thanks Mackenzie

Keesha's Point of View............

I shuffled into the school's building silently as Brandon was chasing after me. I couldn't believe what I had just heard come out of Brandon's mouth. Now it all made sense to me. But who took that picture of me on my front lawn and my balcony? Who could've done such a devious thing like that? Oh.. wait! A person with no life. Ding.. Ding.. Ding! We have 2 winners. Mackenzie and Allyssa. Wow.. weird. So Mackenzie hooked her cousin, Dustin up with my best friend who practically fell for the trick. And as I got mad at her, she back fired on me so that I could get even more pissed at her. Good plan? I think not! So... the main questions here are...

1. Who took those pictures of me and printed them on the school newspaper?

2. How long have Allyssa and Dustin been dating?

3. Why is Ally mad at me when I should be furious at her?

4. WHY IS EVERYTHING SO COMPLICATED?!????!!? 

"Keesha! Are your day-dreams taking place on planet Earth yet???" I snapped back through reality as Brandon's deep voice rang through my ears.

"I'm pretty sure." I nodded in agreement to his cute question. I realized I stood place at my locker right now as my bookbag slumped off  of my shoulder. Soon, all my papers lied on the cold hard floor scattered everywhere as I glanced at Mackenzie who walked by snickering. I gasped in disagreement. I was day-dreaming so much that I didn't even realize that little she-devil opened the zipper of my purple tie-dye bookbag. Brooke then tried to cover her mouth to stop her from laughing like a lunatic. I wish I could've just ripped her mouth off. Wouldn't that be fun? Oooh. how bout Mackenzie's? I would pay a lot to do that.

"WHAT THE F-" I began but was cut off by Brandon placing his hand on my mouth gently as he whispered "Principal" into my ear. I eyed our principal, Mr. Malington as he shuffled down the hallway catching glimpses of students lockers. He made a hard glare at me causing me to look in another direction Our principal has the creeps. I shivered at the thought. 

"Thanks..." I mumbled barely audible for anyone to hear. Brandon slipped his hand off my mouth causing him to drop his bookbag on the cold hard floor. He didn't pick it up. He just left it there. 

In response Brandon shrugged as he leant down with me to clean up the mess Mackenzie had made. That little 2-headed back-stabbing creep. Great! Now I have to clean. It's too much workkk! Ugh! Thanks a lot Mackenzie. Note the sarcasm... 

It took nearly 10 minutes for me and Brandon to clean everything up. As soon as we did I stormed out of the hallway not even thanking Brandon for his generousity. I knew he understood. I bet you people he was thinking... Girls... I hate people. Besides some people. Heehee. Yup! I could be confusing at many, many times. It's just what i do. Although, I can be crazy too. 

Leaving that out, I was planning on whirling myself in the bathroom when the bell rang! Stupid bell. It always ruins people's lives. Off I go! Then it's time to kill the person who killed me. Yay.. Again.. WHY IS LIFE SO... I forgot... That was kinda awkward....