Memories

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As we arrived to my first period class Jason reassured me if I needed anything to just text him. I know I've only known him for like a day but he is so sweet. He made me feel so much better.

As I walked into first period everyone was looking at me I couldn't help but notice Nicole smiling at me like she did nothing wrong.

I head straight for my seat trying not to make eye contact with anyone else. Jesus, what is wrong with all these people. What exactly is the big deal if I'm "dating" Jason.

It's like everyone is in love with him and wants him all to themselves. Besides, we're not even dating. It's been one day. He hasn't even asked me to be his girlfriend.

Interrupting my thoughts Nicole sits down next to me and says, "So what happened last night?"

I look at her and seriously just want to punch her in the face, "Are you serious Nicole? You shared that fucking picture for everyone to see!" I practically yell at her.

"What's the big deal? Amy is the one who posted it first." She says, not seeming to give a fuck that I'm mad.

I don't want to argue with her because I want to find out more about this Amy girl.

"Who's Amy?" I ask her.

"Seriously? Amy Johnson, she was like your 5th grade enemy way back in the day remember?" She says as if I should know who she is.

"No... What the hell are you talking about? I never even seen her around here." I say with a confused look on my face.

"You're joking right? Remember that show and tell when she brought her hamster or whatever the fuck it was and you let it out of its cage and no one ever found it?"

"You're seriously freaking me out, I have no idea what your talking about." I say. I'm so irritated. I don't know any Amy Johnson.

"Well whatever but she's always hated you because of that and I guess spreading your picture all over the Internet seemed like revenge to her since you're sooooo private." She says and rolls her eyes.

She was polite to me at the restaurant I didn't see any hate in her eyes. But she did post that picture of me and Jason. I've never seen her around here before. I'm so confused. She must be one of the populars I avoided. I'm sure I would have remembered her face.

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Through out the day I keep searching for Amy. I don't want to ask anyone because they'll probably think I want to fight her. That's not it at all, I just want to ask her why she did that. The whispers finally fade and everyone goes back to being normal around me instead of staring into my soul. I haven't seen Jason either, which I rarely do. My head is beginning to hurt I don't know if it's because I'm thinking too much or because I haven't eaten.

I realize the picture thing was nothing compared to what I did to her hamster or whatever the hell it was. But carving my face out of a picture seems kind of insane.

I decide to skip the rest of the day and head home.

I remember I had yearbooks in my closet since 2nd grade. Maybe if I saw Amy's face I would remember who she was.

I grab the 5th grade year book and turn to the back since everyone was listed in order starting with last names. I run my fingers through the list of J names:
Erika Jackson
Thomas Jacobs
Tabitha Jendrush
Richard Jensen
Mathew Jesters
Amber Jina
Kyle Jina
Brady Johns
Brittney Justus

No Amy Johnson. I grab my 4th grade yearbook. No Amy Johnson. I grab 6th grade. No Amy Johnson.

Who is this girl and why does everyone know her but me?

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