Sophia loves to dance and to sing, though her home life isn't so great. Her father absolutely adores her, but in the worse of ways. She lost her mother when she was young. An average girl with the darkest of secrets and passions. She felt as if she...
I knew I should have went to first period with Emily but I really didn't feel like hearing her and her Ex-girlfriend argue about their past. I knew that she was going to be in our class today but since Emily wanted to talk to see the new girl and see just exactly who she was, I had kept it from her.
Walking around the hallways I happen to see a few friends of mine, though I was trying to avoid someone myself, because they were in the same class as well as Emily and I. I really didn't have the time nor the patience to deal or even hear from him. His name is John Matthews and he and I ended up dating one time, but it was around last year.
???: "Hey Jacklyn, wait up." I quickly start walking faster, hearing fast footfalls behind me and I keep looking forward. I knew who it was and I don't care to know what he wants.
???: "Jacklyn please, just wait a minute." he pleads and I keep walking, refusing to talk, refusing to turn back.
"I don't care about what you have to say, so back the fuck off John, you follow me around all god damn day and are always trying to catch me at every given moment and you're pissing me the fuck off." I spat and walk faster.
I walk in the gym, ignoring him as best I can and pick up one of the basketballs, dribbling it in one hand as I turn to shoot, John walks up to me and stands in front of me. Knowing that he's taller than me he puts it to an advantage and it pisses me off further.
He's about 6'1 and he's caucasian with dyed jet black shoulder length hair. His eyes were a slight yellowish hazel and he had thickish eyebrows with a thin nose.
He has a type of muscular build, and is a bit lanky. He always wear some sort of black and didn't really like people, and once he did, they always tried to get away from him, but that took a wile for me to notice.
I just always figured that no one wanted to be around him because that thought that he was some type of gothic freak and tried to do some type of voodoo on them so they thought it would be best to stay away, but that wasn't true at all. He's just to obsessive over the people that he 'connects with'.
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I stop, holding the ball in front of my chest as I look at him wordlessly.
John: "Just give me a chance to speak, please Lynn." He pleads.
"First of all don't call me by that name, ever again." I demand as I look at him and he throws his hands up as if he was surrendering to the police.
John: "I just wanna say that I'm sorry. I know it's only been like two weeks that you and I had broken up but I wanted to come and ask you for another chance I want to prove to you that I can do and be a better person....Jacklyn please. I love you and I wanna be with you, you're the one person that I want to spend the rest of my life with." He looks at me and attempts to take my hand but I pull it away before he got ahold of it.
I shake my head and slightly chuckle. "You're so fucking stupid, you know that. Bro, you fucking try to do all this shit, hit me, accuse me, sexually assault me, and then you wanna come back and give me a petty ass apology? Nah man, that shit just ain't gonna work with me, you really must think that I'd be stupid enough to get back with you." I say and bounce the ball once, looking down.
I dodge around him, dribbling the ball, throwing it high as it reached the backboard of the hoop and then falls in. "Score!"
John: "I don't think that you're stupid Jacklyn, and I told you that I was sorry the dumb things that I've done. Please I love you, I know you still love me..." He begs as I just stare at him.
"'I know you still love me'?! The fuck!? I stopped "loving you" the day you fucking layed your fucking hands on me. Come on man, fuck outta here with that bullshit. I don't love you John, I don't know what it's gonna take for you to get that shit through that thick ass skull of yours but you got issues man." I say and throwing the ball towards him and he catches it wordlessly.
I walk out, my head held a bit high as I walk back to the class and forge a late slip from a random teach. Walking up to the door I rap on it and the teacher opens it motioning for the late slip and I hand it to him.
Mr. Gerald: "You're very late young lady, where were you?" He asks and looks at me and I can't just stare at his man tits and then I look around the room, finding Emily with her Ex-girlfriend. I guess it was time to break up their happy reunion, although they didn't look at all happy to be sitting together.
Trina was a petty bitch and loves to hear herself talk and likes to get the attention when she does. Her and Emily didn't work out because Trine a was just to much, she even accused me of taking Emily from her and that I had, had sex with her just to get back at her, which wasn't the case at all.
She was just always disturbingly overbearing and I doubt that anyone would really want to be with her for that reason. Even though they had broke up around last year, the reason that Trina was sitting next to her was probably to try and get back with Emily who didn't want her and Emily most likely already turned her down pretty hard.
I smirk as I walk over and look at Trina, "Sorry toots but you're in my seat, could I have it back?" I ask, expecting a slick and loud response, but instead she just stands and walks over to the first row of the class, which was the front and takes a seat in an empty chair.
I look at Emily, who seemed to be overly pissed and unusually quiet, just sitting there and wont look back at me. I take a seat and lower my voice a few notches.
"Damn, what happened between you to huh?" That catches her ear and brings her back to me. She then explains to me the whole story.
Emily: Like the fuck? I don't want you. Don't need you. So why the fuck does she always try to come up to me and ask me that shit? I don't get it." She sighs and runs her face rather roughly.
"I don't know man but like, some shit similar to what you and Trina just went through happened to me and John. The nigga tagged me down and like wouldn't leave me the fuck alone."
She then looks at me, eyebrows raised. I then lower my voice a few more notches so that no one would be able to overhear and began to explain everything that happened earlier and when I finish she just stares at me.
Emily: "Damn, to think that he would really come up to you like that and say that type of shit to you like you would just, talk into his fucking arms." She sighs heavily and puts her books away as the bell rings for next period and the both of us get up walking out of the classroom.
