Agent Jane Doe 1: The Catalyst

Royals

Whispers flood the school hallways as I plod inside the school building. A thousand heads turn to stare at me, their penetrating eyes staring deep into my hazel eyes. Right then and there, I immediately realize what this is all about. Oh, right. The party. The one where I defended Christian.

"You defended Christian? You little motherfucker," a girl walks up to me. Normally, I would retort. Cuz that's the cool thing to do, right? I open my mouth and right then, I spot Christian gesturing towards me. I get the signal right away.

"What, you're not gonna get even with me? Pussy," the girl lifts her arm and slaps me on the cheek, which begins to throb like hell.

"Why did you defend Christian, Jojo? Oh, right," Kylie approaches me with her nose in the air, her arms folded across her chest. "You're no better than a guy like that. Plus, why didn't you have sex with Bradley?"

"I left early and I remembered what Christian told me about everything," I answer.

"So that guy poisoned your mind with his crazy ideas. You should've ditched him a long time ago," Kylie spits in my eyeball. I was tempted to ditch Christian a long time ago, back when we were in seventh grade. When I told my dad about this, he said I should keep him as a friend. I don't know why, but I'm still friends with him.

"Cynthia," Kylie snaps her fingers. Suddenly, Cynthia comes her way with a wet towel in her hands.

"Here you go," she hands Kylie the towel. Just then, she yanks my glasses off and begins wiping my face.

"No, no, no," I whisper as the moist towel wipes against my face. I know exactly what this is. Before long, the towel leaves my face. I gasp as Kylie pulls out a handheld mirror.

"Look," is all she says. My mouth trembles as I stare at my acne-covered face. Nobody has ever seen my real face except for my dad. I put my hand over my mouth as everybody starts laughing. I never imagined I would be the one humiliated or ousted. I'm a party girl, just like every other chick in this school building. Why oust me?

"Let's face it. Christian is lower than garbage for his views. But you, Jojo, are much lower than that for defending a guy like that," Kylie sneers in my face. "Get out of our school. We don't want trash like you,"

"Fine," I stoop down to pick up my glasses as the crowd snickers. As I exit the school, tears well up in my eyes. I know exactly what it's like to be an outcast around here thanks to my dad, but I never imagined I would be the one ousted. Since I'm already ousted from school, I cannot come back. I can't even see my two best friends, Jolee and Christian. I hope they're gonna do okay without me.

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Author's Note: What else is in store for Jojo? How would you feel if you were ousted from school? Let me know in the comments below.