I awoke to my alarm clock, after a peacefully dreamless night. I stretched and opened my closet to some clothes, only to it empty. Huh? Oh yeah, I packed everything up, because I have to go live with Mrs. Cordelia tomorrow! Duh! Tomorrow, I will be gone. I will never see any of the stupid kids at my school again, and I will get to start a new (and a hopefully improved) life. I remembered the little incident last night, and shook it off.
Ms. Door is right, of course she is. Just a lot of stress, that's all. And what I heard Tina and Ms. Door saying, that was all a dream. But what if it wasn't? What if I am changing? I shook my head really fast, like if I shook it hard enough, all of those thoughts would go flying from my mind, and I would feel normal all over again. Kind of like a dog shaking water from his coat after a bath.
I pulled on a slightly wrinkled pink t-shirt and a pair of worn jeans, accompanied with some flip-flops. Ms. Door fixed us all some toast with jelly, and I fixed myself a glass of apple juice. Tina sat down in front of me and smiled.
“We still meeting for lunch?” she asked, and I nodded, gulping down another sip of cool liquid. “Good! Meet me in front of the lunchroom, 'kay?”
“Okay,” I said, grinning. I looked around and noticed Belle was, as usual, not there. Come to think of it, I had never seen her or Tina at school. I guess it's because they are a year older then me.
Tina sat beside me on the bus, and pulled out her phone. It was a small cell phone, obviously not expensive and pretty old. It wasn't anything fancy; just a flip phone. I don't even have a cell phone, so I guess I can't say much. I pulled the book I had checked out from the library, and started trying to finish it. I needed to finish it before I checked it in today, since it was the last day I would go to this school.
The day passed in a blur. I ignored everybody, and just kept reading my book. Nobody said anything to me, like they even noticed anyhow. I could be puking up blood and nobody would even help me. I am so glad I am never coming back here. I saw Tina several times in the hall. We would pause, talk for a few seconds, and then just keep on walking.
I walked wearily to the lunch room, hoping everybody would just leave me alone. I thought I may have accomplished my goal, when I felt two hands on my shoulders. They pushed me forward, causing me to land in a big puddle of mud. I knew who it was before I looked up.
“Oh hey, Alicia.,” I said, narrowing my eyes at her. I didn't let the anger I felt inside show on the surface, I just kept up that wall. That same cold, uncaring wall.
“This dork just fell!” she screamed, and roared with laughter. A crowd of people gathered around us, all laughing. Okay, this was the last straw. I had had it with this stupid brat. If Alex was here, he would have thrown mud at her, and I would have too, but this wasn't second grade. Life isn't that simple. So I did something I had wanted to do for a long time. What were they gonna do? Suspend me? I almost laughed at the thought.
I walked up to her, and looked her in the eye. “I'm leaving school tomorrow, and I'm not coming back, but I just want you to know it isn't because of you,” I said, giving her an emotionless smirk. “You haven't scared me off, and you didn't win. You are nothing but an immature, anorexic, brat. And I just wanted to tell you that, so you will know why I did what I am about to do,” and then I walked closer to her, and before I lost my sudden burst of courage, I slapped her across her ugly, overly made up face. Seriously, what brand of makeup does she wear, Crayola? I then dragged her by her anorexic shoulders, and, with a sudden burst of strength (adrenaline, maybe?) flung her into the mud puddle.
“My purse! My Gucci purse! I just got this yesterday!” she screamed. I turned and walked away, shoving past the onlookers.
When I finally reached the double doors of the cafeteria, I found Tina standing outside. She glanced at my mud soaked clothes, and shot me a confused look. “What happened?” she asked.
