☆Jacky's P.O.V ☆
《Da Next Day At Da School》
"Look who showed up to cause more drama," Karla 'whispered' to Liah.
"Just be quiet Karla, I'm already have a bad enough time. I don't need you add to it," I sighed, not thinking about what I said.
"You better watch what you say to her Jacky, she's getting more popular, and once she gets everyone's respect, she will make your life a living Hełł," Liah butted in, smiling.
"Why wait? You already have," I replied sipping my drink.
"Oh my gosh, just stop already! If want an apology, you're not getting it. We don't want any if your drama. And Brenda? She's tired of you. She's only with you because she feels bad. You're making everything worse Jacky! That's all you ever do, you just make things worse," Karla yelled at me.
I was taken back at her words.
Was Brenda really tired of me? Was she only with me because she felt bad for me?
"Shut it Karla!" Brenda yelled at her.
She then turned to me with pityful eyes, "Jacky, you know that's not true right?" She asked.
I looked at her with hurt eyes. "Just say it," I told her as onion ninjas attacked, "Just say how you only hung out with me because you felt bad for me,"
"I-" Brenda tried talking, but nothing came out. She stay quiet in defeat.
"I knew it," I whispered, as I grabbed my backpack, and left the table of a guilty Brenda, and snickering Liah and Karla.
I went to the place where pretty much nobody goes.
I quietly walked through the doors of the library to see only three students reading. It's sad nobody goes in here because they want to. These students are only here because they're doing extra credit for a class they are failing.
I walked and sat down at a chair, after I waved at the librarian.
Well, there goes the last of my 'friends'.
《At Da home 》
"Hey Jacky? Could you come to the kitchen?" I hear my mom call me.
"Coming," I yelled back, as I got up from my bed, and walked to the kitchen.
"We're all going to go to funeral services, and you girls need to come along," She explained putting on her shoes.
"Okay," My sister said and I left upstairs to change.
I put on a black short sleeve, with a black leather jacket, with black skinny jeans and black boots.
I love black. Fight meh.
I grabbed my phone, and left.
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