The Life of Jade Popper

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@gravytrain: lunch time! yaayy! pizza! haha(:  XxJadexX

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                          The table at the end of the lunch room, that was right beside the trash cans, was the only table left. And because of my social anxiety, I had no choice but to sit there. Today's special was my favorite food ever, pizza! I sat down on the stinky table, grimacing at the terrible smell the trash cans provided. Everyone was talking and laughing with each other while I just chewed silently on my pepperroni pizza. After about three minutes of notifications from twitter, I finally got a text from Jesy. I couldn't quite make out what it said until I looked closely. My eyes widened as I quickly unlocked my phone and texted her back. She put a million crying faces and that worried me. But before I could send the text, her ringtone sang out. "Hello?" I said through the food in my mouth. "E-Ew, Jadey. Don't talk with your m-mouth full," she told me through her sniffles. 

I frowned, swallowing the treat. "Jesy, I am so sorry about what happened. He doesn't deserve your tears, beautiful," I cooed, pressing the phone closer to my ear. I couldn't help but tear up. Jesy is the closest one to me out of the three. "I-I know, but it hu-hurts so much." I heard her let out a faint whimper and I completely lost it. "Jes, you are the best person I have ever met. And I'm always going to be here for you. Just remember that that dick of an ex isn't worth your time. And let him know that!" I told her, slamming my tiny fists against the table. She laughed softly, sniffling once more. "A-Alright. Calm down before you get y-yourself in trouble." I only smiled at her statement, feeling better now that she was too. "I've got to go," she mumbled. After a quick 'i love you', she hung up. 

I just ran my fingers through my hair and then continued to eat my pizza. My phone started buzzing again, showing the bright blue color of the twitter logo across the screen. I didn't bother to see what all it was, until I saw Niall's name. I unlocked my phone and smiled a bit. But it turned huge when I saw what he had tweeted. 

@NiallOfficial: Oo i luv me some pizza ! @gravytrain xx

I swear, I almost choked on a pepperroni. Niall Horan tweeted me! I swiftly typed a response, but I was too late. A million other girls were already asking for a follow and if I did that, it would overwhelm him. So I just backspaced everything and locked my phone back up. I hate that they get harrassed and such just for a simple follow. But if they did follow you, that means you could DM them. And DMing is just like talking to them. I wish I could talk to them. But sadly I can't. None of them follow me. And being me, I wouldn't allow any of the girls to ask them to follow me. I shrugged the thought off and finished my food, tossing the remains in the trash can. Everyone was still chattering away and I just slipped out of the room. 

I hate the cafeteria some times. It always reeks of old milk or stinky trash. But sometimes it was the only place I could escape to. Since I'm such an outcast here, I've made some friends with the lunch ladies and teachers here. And all of them are so sweet and polite and are absolutely peachy. I walked down the hall to the bathroom, twirling my curly hair over my finger. My shoes skidded quietly over the tile floor as I quickly slipped through the bathroom door. No one was in there luckily, so I pulled my phone out of my pocket and clicked instagram. I quickly took a selfie, smiling like I usually do. I posted it with the caption of: 'stuck at school. SOMEONE HELP! XxJadexX'. I rarely ever posted a selfie, but I just loved my outfit today. 

After I had heard the bell ring, I left the bathroom and headed towards my locker. One Direction's new song, You & I, was stuck in my head. So, I hummed it quietly on the way to my maroon colored locker. Everyone was pushing past other people, and occasionally I would bump into someone else, earning glares and 'hey! watch it!'s. But I didn't mind. I kept walking until Locker #391 came into view. All of my books were stacked neatly in there, not a single one misplaced. But since it was halfway through the school day, I just packed all of my last class books in my bag and began walking towards the first class.