Jealousy

Jansen's Revenge

(Monica  P.O.V)

I walked down the halls to make it to my 2nd period. I couldn't forget what she did last night. But, her plan bombed on her.

(FLASHBACK) "Thanks Jane for the shopping again" I went inside my house shutting the door.

"Sweetie your back? I just wanted to let you know Jansen came over because she forgot her nail filer." She turned back to the show she was watching. Jansen was here? Somethings fishy. I went upstairs forgetting my shopping bags then came back down to get them. I went into my room.

"It looks perfectly normal? Maybe my bed?" I went to my bed it looked fine. I set a hand on it and it stuck and came out all sugary and sticky. "Clever? What else she got?" I was talking like she was in front of me. I went to my closet to put my bags away and saw all my clothes had honey and mustard over it. "Yuck, I hate mustard." I grabbed everything that was infected by Jansen's 'Mustard and Honey Plan' "Mom never let Jansen in our house without me here!" I was angry she put honey and mustard over my favorite outfits. I threw my bed sheets and pillows with my clothes in front of her.

"Oh she did not!" I nodded. "You better get her back," My mom was always encouraging when someone annoyed or bothered me. "Go wash it all!"

I was wearing the outfit her mother brought me. So she would think her honey plot went perfectly fine. I walked to her locker where she was standing. Alone, nobody, no giggle, no laugh. Before I could speak she rushed in her words. "I'm just so sorry! I think I'm queen and now I lost everything. I'm sorry for the honey and mustard. Last night when I finished putting the mustard and honey, I felt sad. I had 800 friends now 200 I've been a jerk to everyone. Forgive me." Tears began rolling down her eyes.  I felt mercy I thought she was telling the truth. Now I can let her off.

"Its okay, just I didn't like how you treated others. I'm sorry for the paint, your mom, your crush, your moms car, your heels, your locker, and your desk." I said softly. "Now we can be friends. But, there's only 30 seconds to get to class. Bye" I gave her a hug and left.

I scurried to my class not far from where me and Jansen were standing. The bell rang right when I stepped into class.

"Class, I want you guys to write in your math journals." Mrs. Hall said and walked and then began to text.

"Teacher," I raised my hand. "What are we writing?"The teacher pointed at the board.

"That reminds me Monica I need to talk to you real quick. Out in the hall." She demanded. She didn't have a happy look on her face. She was carrying a thin packet.

I stood there saying nothing. "I know your a great girl," she started. "But, I was grading and saw your test it isn't okay what you wrote."

"What'd I write?" She handed me the packet and on every single page in blue marker it read 'I hate Jansen Morales shes ugly" and each page had something odd about Jansen and It was all true but I hadn't written it. "I didn't write this? I wouldn't write this! You know it. Why would you think its me?" I was shocked but it left me one person to blame. "Jansen! It was probably her!" But she apologized?

"Shes a bright student. She wouldn't and why would she write this about herself." She sighed. Then, escorted me back to class. "I'll have you redo it at the end of today?" I nodded and took my seat.

This is too funny. Who would do this? Jansen apologized it wouldn't be her I know it! I was thinking the whole class period when the bell rang the teacher told me to stay back.

"Jansen you must be shocked. I know but for this the principal thought you should talk to your mother. Plus, we might give you a 3 day suspension. Its not to long." My eyes popped out of my head while she handed me the phone.