Who Needs A Prince Anyways?

Restraining Orders Are An Option

"W-what are you doing here? How did you get in?" Dean chuckled. "Marilyn

let me in. Guess you forgot to tell her

about our little falling-out?" He smiled darkly. "So, how are you and your

girlfriend doing?" I asked weakly. "His smile turned instantly

into a frown. Not only that, but his eyes looked sad. Like he was genuinely

upset. Not like when we broke up. Actually sad.

"Never you mind. That isn't your business." I scoffed. "Um, who's room are

you in? And WHO cheated on WHO? I have every right

to know." I stood up. "Now get out of my room. I never want to see your

face around here again or I will not hesitate to call the

police. And restraining orders aren't out of the question. Leave, and never

come back." He finally left, and I laid back down

on my bed. I finished my homework, and went downstairs. "Marilyn?' I heard

her muffled voice come through the kitchen.

I peeked in, and she was cooking. "Dean and I broke up. Please, never let

him in here ever again." She grabbed me into a bear

hug. "Darling, when did this happen?" She looked at me, and her mascara was

running. "Last night" I said calmly.

"He was having sex with Addison." She hugged me again. "You are so strong.

Do you want to go to the movies?" I pondered it. "Sure.

I've been DYING to see Maleficent, it looks amazing." So she went into the

bathroom, fixed her make up, and came out looking like

she belonged in Hollywood. I was wearing a little black dress, about three

inches from my knees, with fishnets and black heels.

My hair was up in a messy bun, with curled strands hanging down. I grabbed

my clutch. "Ready." We got in the car

and left. We showed up to the theater, and it was PACKED. Everyone was

there to see The Fault In Our Stars, and the theater

for Maleficent was almost empty, except for a couple in the back row,

kissing. It made m,e uncomfortable, so we moved a few

rows away. From behind me I heard, "Jylian?" And I whisked my head around. I saw four faces I hoped would never come around

Marilyn and I outside of school: Tanya, Andra, Jessi, and Tina. They were the bullies at my school, and they hated me. They would do anything

to make me feel bad about myself. Dean used to stand up for me, but since we weren't together, I had to fend for myself. I was about

to speak up, when Marilyn did. "Leave her alone. I know who you girls are, and I do not approve of your behavior. This girl

has just gone through an-" I cut her off. "An awful day of looking at your guys' faces. Thank god I got sick, probably from your faces,

but at least I got away from you. Unlike you, I don't need to get implants, because I an happy with not being a double-D, unlike you, Tanya.

Also, I don't need to cake on make up for going to a movie theater, because I am not insecure, unlike you, Jessi. And Andra, everyone knows

you are a natural red head. Your bleach blond hair does not make you look beautiful. Have you not ever heard a blond joke before?

And, Tina, Tina, Tina, I LOVE your tan! What's your race? Carrot?" And with that, I took my clutch and left. Marilyn followed me out.

We didn't talk the whole way home. When we finally arrived from what felt like a two hour car ride, I just climbed the stairs and went to bed.