Nixon High School (urban)

Chapter1

ELISHA

So it's September and I still haven't made any friends at this school. I don't understand why, I'm not an ugly girl well at least I don't think I am. I dont have any hips yet, I mean I am a lil bit tooooo skinny but that shouldn't mean I can't make friends. High School is totally different than Middle School. So far I'm having a rough freshman year. I do have a boyfriend though. His name's Jackson. Sadly he doesn't attend Nixon. Well actually I've never met him in person, but he's super cool and sweet. He's so handsome. We text non stop. We met over Facebook and I don't believe this is a catfish moment. We have such a connection that its crazy. I can relate to him so much. I can't wait until we finally get a change to meet in person.


TRISTAN

All my life I've been the fat girl! So I've heard it all ! There's nothing you can call
me that someone hasn't already told me. Even though I've been fat for 15 years I'm still not comfortable in my skin. Especially when there's a dance coming up at the school I know I'll never get asked to go. Homecoming is in a week and I guess I'll go solo as I did my freshman year. My life sucks. I have no social life. No one wants to hang with the "fat girl". I'm not an ugly girl though! I'm just fat dammit! It's not contagious. It's like people think if they hang with me they'll get fat too!


ELISHA

Me and my little sister Nasha were layed up on my bed talking about boys. Well mainly Jackson I was telling her how we're meeting up later after mom goes to work. I'm so exited.

"So what does he look like?"

"We'll I don't know what he looks like in person but here are some pictures of him . Look! He's cute huh!"

"Yeah he is ! I'm so happy for you sissy! How old is he?"

"15"

"Cool sissy!" "Are you nervous about meeting him?"

"Naw. It's like we've known each other for years ya know!"

"No! Mom won't let me date yet!"

"Hey girls! I'm getting ready to leave for work. Nasha behave for your sister. Y'all know the rules right. I don't want you guys to open up the doors for anybody! Y'all hear me?" My mom said coming in my bedroom

"Yes ma'am. Love you" I said giving her a kiss.

"Love yall too." She gave us each kisses on our cheese "bye"

As soon as I heard my mom start her car I immediately sent a text to Jackson telling him to come over.

I was spraying some water on my curly Malaysian extensions when I heard the doorbell.

"Okay Nasha. You stay up here don't come down stairs no matter what! Ya heard me?"

"But why?"

"Cause I told him I was alone!"

"But what if I get hungry!"

"Then text me! Is that a deal?"

"Yeah" she said rolling her eyes and slamming her bedroom door.

I hurried on downstairs but not without making a quick glance in the mirror first. I took a deep breath and opened the door. I was finally about to meet my Prince Charming!

"Hello? Elisha?"

"Um yeah? Who are you?"

"I'm Jackson" he said slamming the door and locking it. I immediately got afraid. This didn't look like a little 15 year old kid more like a 40 year old white man!

"I'm sorry, there must be a misunderstanding" I said backing away slowly from the man

"Your really pretty, more beautiful in person than on your pictures." He said getting in my face trying to kiss me. I tried to push him off me but I was to weak.

"Get off of me you creep!"

"Creep! I don't like name calling little girl!" he said putting his hands underneath my shirt.

"Get off of me! HELP! Nasha! Help!"

"No one can hear you Elisha! You said you were all one! Don't scream it turns me on. I won't hurt you!" He said kissing me on my keck.

"STOP! Leave me alone! HELP NASHA! Come downstairs!" I kicked him in the balls and made a run for the back door because we never lock the back door! I wasn't quick enough he grabbed my weave and threw me down and got on top of me. By now I was crying hysterically.

"You want it huh! You want it rough I see! Okay then Elisha! Ima give it to you just like how you like it!"


"Touch her and I'll shoot!" I turned my head to we're the unknown voice was coming from. I must have a guardian angel cause it was a police officer thank God!

"Raise your hands in the air slowly!" He got up off of me and I immediately ran and Nasha came up to me hugging me crying as well!

"He was going to hurt you Lisha! I called 911 like they said to do at school!"

"Thank you so much Nasha! You saved my life. I love you."

"I love you to sissy."

The officer came up to us and escorted us outside.

"Where are your parents?"

"Our mothers at work."

"Do you understand that if your sister hadn't called the police this could have been deadly."

"Yes sir." I said putting me head down in embarrassment.

It's been only two days since the incident. I'm grounded for life. No phone and especially no computer. My momma beat my ass once we got home from the police station and at school I'm "that girl" I wanted to be popular and now I am but this isn't the type of popularity I had in mind. I begged my mom to let me switch schools but she refuses. She's been a big bitch to me and there's no one to blame for that but myself.