Jessamyn Wilkinson
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I'm sitting at home while my father lecture me about being mean to Jessamyn. My mother is standing next to him with her fists on her hips. I roll my eyes as there mad at me for defending myself too soon. I get that she isn't like the last one I met, but how was I suppose to know? I wanted to prepare myself before anything happens. I cross my arms as my father goes on and on with this stupid lecture. He's telling me that I need to learn to give people a chance, but why should I? When he finally stops yelling at me, he turns to me with a glare and I knew what is coming now. Mother starts taping her foot as she's a bit peeved that I've annoyed her with her sewing.
"Cordelia go outside and apologize right now! Their both outside waiting for you to apologize." Father tells me sternly.
I flinch silently as he almost never calls me by my full name. There's a nickname that he always calls me, which is Dee and hearing him call me Cordelia just tells me how much trouble I am in. I let out a sigh as no matter what, I'm not getting out of this. I stood up slowly and walk towards our doorway mumbling to myself. I walk outside blinking from the bright sunlight to see Jessamyn and her father. I stood there not knowing what to do, until her father spoke up.
"I'll leave you two to talk." He says sternly, but it's mainly pointed at me.
I watch him as he walks down the dirt path, and once he's out of earshot I turn towards Jessamyn as she looks at me with worry and with sadness. I didn't know what I'm feeling as I've never really had to go through something like this before. I feel kind of bad, but I don't really know how to apologize. I don't have friends who I needed to apologize before.
"Listen Cordelia, before you say anything I just want to apologize." Jessamyn speaks up quickly.
I stare at her with confusion. Why is she apologizing? She has no reason to apologize, I'm the one who was being rude to her not the other way around. Is she stupid or something? I thought with confusion. How did she even know my name? I bet my mother probably told her as she likes to try and make me become friends with people. The thing is though, I'm not good around other people and I don't know how to really react around them. It's probably why a lot of people here call me a loner or a freak.
"Why are you apologizing?" I ask her with confusion and snapping myself out of my thoughts.
"I heard what happened the last time you met a rich person, and how they were so rude to you. I get it now, you were just protecting yourself from the worse. You don't have to worry about me being like that though Cordelia, I'm not rude I promise." Jessamyn explains quickly.
No your just plain annoying. I thought as I look away. I didn't know what to say to that, all I could think about was who could've told her but my mother. If that's the case then why would she? Is it because she wants pity? I don't want pity. That's in the past now, it doesn't bother me anymore. That two faced jerk doesn't bother me anymore. I just keep it in the past and forget about it. Yup. Forget about it. I shake my head as I glance over at Jessamyn, and I swallow as this is going to be hard.
"Jessamyn, I'm not going to accept your apology." I say crossing my arms.
She just frowns with disappointment and I took a deep breath before looking at her again. This is hard. I thought. Why do people even have friends if it's going to be this hard to apologize? Well luckily we aren't even friends at all. I then took another deep breath, before standing straight and looking at Jessamyn straight in the eyes. I can do this, it's just a simple apology then we can go our separate ways and never have to see each other again.
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Demon of my Demons
ParanormalIn a small village of Triple Creak, Cordelia Blake is a fourteen year old girl who wants more out of life. Wanting adventure, and experiencing new things was always her dream. Meeting Sirius Burns was never apart of her plans. Now her life is filled...