Military Brat part 2

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At the person some girl was standing there "I'm jade who are you" I asked "I'm Justin's girlfriend" she said I stood up "look I didn't know he had a girlfriend" I told her "So what get away from him" she said "look you don't have to get mad I'm not trying to steal him" I told her

"JUST GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MY BOYFRIEND HE DOESN'T WANT YOUR NASTY ASS VIGINIA ALL OVER HIM NOW GET THE FUCK AWAY MY BOYFRIEND" she screamed then

punched me in the eye "SELENA" he screamed trying to touch me "don't touch me I'm leaving bye" I said mad I grabbed my bag and

put it on my shoulder and walked out of his room I walked downstairs "hey Jade what's up" she said "nothing I have to go" I said and walked out of his house I ran back home

I got an ice pack and I went upstairs to my room I put the ice on my eye

Justin's prov

"I'm breaking up with you" "what" she said "you can't get mad at her I invited her and you can't punch her I'm breaking up with you" I said she started crying "fine" she said and ran away and left I walked downstairs

Back to me
Next day I got dressed in (pic above) and hid my black eye with makeup I grabbed my skateboard and road to school I road to the front door then got off

I opened the door and picked up my skateboard I walked into the school I stepped on my skateboard and skated down to homeroom

I skated into her class "no skateboards aloud on school property that's your first warning" I got off my skateboard and picked it up and walked out of the room

I put in my locker then walked back into the room

In language arts and reading

"Okay we have a project due next I want you to write about something important to you

Next week
I didn't do that project i haven't talked to Justin since his girlfriend punched
Me

Justin and I were in language arts "jade can I see you after class" she said "yeah" I said the bell rang everyone left except me I went to the teacher "yeah" I asked "um you didn't present your project" she said "I'm not doing it I don't know what to write about" I said

"Write from your heart" she said "can I make a power point" I said "sure" she said "okay" I said "bye" I said justin was still here

"jade wait can I have a ride home" he asked "do you need a ride" I asked "yeah" he said "okay but don't touch anything" I said we walked out of school and to my dads truck see my dad was in the army he was on his way home for good but his plane crashed he passed away last year and I drive his truck I I unlocked the door and we got in I started the car the radio turned on I leave on the country station my dad left it I rolled all the windows down and pulled out of the parking lot I drive your truck started playing I put it on full blast and sang along

"Eighty-Nine Cents in the ash tray
Half empty bottle of Gatorade rolling in the floorboard
That dirty Braves cap on the dash
Dog tags hangin' from the rear view
Old Skoal can, and cowboy boots and a Go Army Shirt folded in the back
This thing burns gas like crazy, but that's alright
People got their ways of coping
Oh, and I've got mine

I drive your truck
I roll every window down
And I burn up
Every back road in this town
I find a field, I tear it up
Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck

I leave that radio playing
That same ole country station where ya left it
Yeah, man I crank it up
And you'd probably punch my arm right now
If you saw this tear rollin' down on my face
Hey, man I'm tryin' to be tough
And momma asked me this morning
If I'd been by your grave
But that flag and stone ain't where I feel you anyway

I drive your truck
I roll every window down
And I burn up
Every back road in this town
I find a field, I tear it up
Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck

I've cussed, I've prayed, I've said goodbye
Shook my fist and asked God why
These days when I'm missing you this much

I drive your truck
I roll every window down
And I burn up
Every back road in this town
I find a field, I tear it up
Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
Yeah, sometimes, dad sometimes

I drive your truck
I drive your truck
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
I drive your truck"


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