Chaapter 7: Who's That Boy?
- Jackie's POV -
I've been writing in my new Demi journal everyday. Emma was right; it does make me feel better. It was now Thursday and I was going through all my journal entries to put together my paper for class. For the first time in my life I actually cared about class. Obviously it was only because Demi was coming to school, but still, they all knew that. My family hasn't let me go to school all week.I've been going crazy at home, but I know now it was for the best. They are constantly watching me.... except for dad. Figures.... he still can't be around us even though mom begs him to. He's the only one left in the house who doesn't care about me at all. If he does then he has a funny way of showing it. He stays in his study, but Emma tells me not to think about that.Of course I do anyway. He can't stop me. Mom makes all the meals and watches me eat them. I can't leave the table until the plate is empty. Emma is the supportive one. She's the one I talk about all of this, like how many times I've wanted to throw up or cut myself. Surprisingly, I only relapsed twice this week. As of now, I have been clean for the whole day. That's a record for me.
She even hired a bunch of people to help me. I yelled at her when she did, obviously. YOu'd be creeped out too if you walked in your house to see these strangers staring at you. I have a trainer, who teaches me how to excercise. I have a nutritionist, who helps me with my food and I have a therapist.Apparently, I was one of those crazy people who needs one. Emma yelled at me for saying that too. She has been yelling at me a alo, mostly for all negative things I say. My therapist, Suzie says it's a good thing. That way, my brains get into the habits of thinking negative comments are bad and I will stop together.
After hours of working on my paper, I finally felt like it was good enough to turn in tomorrow. I printed it off my computer and put it in my bag. I've been keeping in contact with my teachers (they think im sick) so I had a lot of homework stuffed in here. I put my laptop on my desk and went to bed.
My alarm clock was blaring at me at 5:30 and my trainer was yelling at me. I basically fell out of bed and into some workout clothes. He pushed my whole way to the gym, which we now have in our house thanks to Emma, and started our training session. We work out ever morning before I have to go to school. Technically I haven't been on school all week, but my trainer pretends I do so we won't have to change the schedule again. He starts me on treadmill, like usual, which gets insanely boring. I actually start sarcastically snoring at him, until he starts turning it up so I'm sprinting. My mouth's been getting me into a lot f trouble lately. I make sure to throw few insults at him too whilst I'm at it.
After an hour and a half of workout he lets me go upstairs to get ready for school. I quickly take a shower and change into my new wardrobe. Emma made me throw all my emo clotes away, but she did make an exception for my fave hoodie. I know now that's not who I really was. Those clothes were just my depressed self. Thanks to Demi Lovato, I wasn't that person anymore. I didn't know who I was yet, but hopefully I will know soon. I got dressed, and grabbed my bag. I walked downstairs to find Emma waiting for me.
"I thought you weren't coming today." I said
"I'm taking you to school"
"What? But then they'll know" I said
"Jackie I am not going to give you an idea that I'm ashamed of you again. I think it's about time people knew." He said.
"Really?" I asked. I was so happy she came into that conclusion. I've been waiting for her to make this decision for years.
"Yes" he said, "absolutely"
"Thank you!" I said, hugging her.
"Okay okay" he laughed, "let's go, I'm driving you to school"
"Yes ma'am!" I said sarcastically
She pinched my cheek and we both laugh as we got into the car and drove to school. For the first time in years, I was actually on time to school. Emma parked the car and we walked into the school together. People wouldn't stop taking their eyes off of us, which made me even more insecure. We went to my locker and I put my books away.
"Don't we have to talk to the principal?" I asked Emma
"No. I already talked to her in the phone. Your teachers too, we're all good." she said
"Okay," I said, "but I'm nervous"
"That's totally normal," she said, "Now let's go to class. We have to talk to your teacher first."
"Okay" I said closing my locker with my paper in my hand.
I knocked on the teacher's door and he opened the door to quickly push us in and close the door behind us. What's gotten into him?
"Jackie" he said
"Hi Sir! Look, I am really sorry." I said
"For what?" He asked
"I know I've been a pain in the past," I said, "and I'm sorry."
"Well thank you Jackie, and this is Emma I presume?"
"Yes sir, it's nice to meet you." Emma said
"You too. My wife is a big fan of your last movie."
"Thank you," Emma said, " But I'm here for my sister Jackie."
"Right," the teacher said, " so I don't know what your paper is about Jackie, but the principal has informed me that you have to be the first student to give their presentation."
"Of course," I said, "yes thank you!"
"Okay so before the bell rings, Jackie you go sit in your seat and Emma you can stay here in front with me."
"Okay" I sad going to sit in my seat.
The teacher opened the door and I realized why it had been closed. Students started running in and as soon as they saw Emma they started screaming. They were all excited but also confused. The teacher had to yell at everyone to sit down and the bell finally rang. I just sat there watching them all freak out over my sister. Everyone was wondering who she was now, or why she was here. Demi's lyrics popped out to my head:
Now I don't know who you are,
but you look like a star.
I laughed out loud just at the thought of how much influence Demi actually has had in my life.
"Okay students, now before Demi comes out, Jackie has an announcement to make."
As I was getting up I had the same student as before throw a note at me. I grabbed and looked at Emma, who just nodded at me. I walked up to him and gave the note. Emma then read it out loud:
"Why were you gone so long? Busy trying to get rid of the evidences? We all know you're the trouble maker.... did you cut?"
All the students started laughing, except the one that threw me the note. The teacher's eyes got really big, but Emma wouldn't let him say anything.
"You think bullying is okay?" Emma yelled, "good thing I came here when I did because thanks to you, I almost had a funeral to go. You guys almost bullied my sister here to death."
I heard the entire class gasp. My heart was racing. I didn't know how to respond.
"That's right" Emma continued, "Jackie is my sister. She cut and didn't eat, but did it ever occur to you why? You didn't get to know her long enough to find out!"
"Emma," I said, " I can handle it from here."
Emma nodded at me and turned to face the class. Less than a week ago, these were the same classmates I was tempted to kill everyday. They were the reason I cut and didn't eat. For the first time in my life, I didn't want to cut or kill them. I have confidence. I am actually ready to tell them how I feel. It's time they knew exactly what they did to me. This is what they deserve. This is their revenge; to hear everything that they had me do.
THE END OF CHAPTER 7!!!
