Jane

Chapter one

Jane's perspective
Here I go again walking down the same halls I have for years. I see Kate is talking to Mark now and just last week she was with Connor the boy I have liked since eighth grade after he kissed me under the bleachers. I found out it was just a dare, so it meant nothing, but of course being me I never got over it. Now I'm a sophomore and I haven't spoken to him in years. Anyways everything is the same the popular kids, the emo kids, the nerdy kids, and the boys who are always yelling 420 gucci gang all standing together. This school is so cliquey it makes me sick. I just continued walking to art it's the only place that seems somewhat normal. When I got there I grabbed my art project the I have been working on the whole year and we only have two more months of school. Miss Andrews assigns one big project and that's what we work on all year. Well I have been stuck on this last part for about a month. I feel like if I add to much it will ruin it, but if I don't add anything at all it will look unfinished. Thats when Quinton walks in just after the bell like he always does. Man, I wish I had his confidence. He has been my best friend since preschool. Our mothers have pictures of us bathing together which is kind of embarrassing. Our moms are best friends, so inevitably we became best friends, but it's okay because he is a pretty awesome person. "Hey beautiful," he says as he is sitting down.
"Hey," I say in a very unhappy tone.
"Looks like someone is in a bad mood."
"Yeah well you know dad and Mathew got into another fight this morning, because Mathew still doesn't have a job."
"Wow didn't he graduate like four years ago?"
"Yeah he did and he keeps getting jobs and quitting because he says they are too hard." I said and the returning to my project trying to figure something out but all I did was draw something and then erase it. Then bell rang and Quinton was on his way to geometry and I was on my way to world history. All I heard was "blah blah write this down blah blah blah," and then the bell rang, so I hurried on to third hour. Finally it was time for lunch, so I went to Quinton and I's normal table I am always there first because he is always late. When I went to our table and Connor was sitting there along with Mark and Kate. That's when Kate said, "Sorry we need this table today because the emo freaks took over our table and you can't sit here today," and of course I took it and just walked away. I could here them giggling as I walked away. She always finds away to embarrass me. I just want to one day stick up for myself. I sat down at a different table and look over there I see her just flipping her perfect hair, sitting next to her perfect boyfriend, with her perfect body, perfect smile. She makes me so mad because I bet under all that is a really lost person who has to make everyone feel bad about themselves so they feel better. Thats when Quinton walks up "Why are we sitting here today?" he asked.
"Because they took our spot today," I said in a annoyed voice.
"Oh, so how was history?
"It sucked as usual, he makes history so boring!"
"Tell me about at last week he made me write a paper on what the Gettysburg Address means to me."
"Oh wow what does it mean to you," I said with a big grin on my face.
"Not much," he said and then he started laughing, which made me laugh. Then he started talking about whatever, and I just zoned out thinking about nothing just getting lost in my thoughts I have been doing this a lot lately. "Hey you listening," Quinton said 
"Yeah I'm listening."
"Well anyways do you think I should do it?"
"Do what?"
"Ask Abby to the spring fling."
"Oh yeah totally," I say with a reassuring smile on my face, but for some reason I felt a little sadness that he wasn't asking me, but I know it is because we were going to go as a group with some other people, but now he is going to go with someone else. The bell rang, so I hurried up a grabbed my stuff said goodbye to Quinton and now I am on my way. The rest of the day went pretty fast and now I am on the bus waiting to get home listening to music ignoring everyone else. We finally stopped at my house it is 3:30 now so that gives me an hour to myself before dad gets home and he starts arguing with Mathew again. I think mom has a yoga class or something like that tonight, so it is just me. Quinton texted me.
"Hey guess what?"
"What?"
"She said yes!"
"Oh that's good! :)"
"Yeah" I just put my phone down because I was still feeling a little jealous and a little sad. I started working on my geometry. I hate triangles. Mathew came into my room, "What are you doing," he says
"Working on my math."
"Oh yeah I always hated that. Anyways have you seen my phone I left it somewhere."
"No did you look on the counter?"
"Of course I looked on the counter and it isn't there."
"Well then I'm all out of ideas so get out," I say so he left. I am assuming dad just walked in because I can hear arguing going on in the kitchen. I just block it out and I just laid in my room in the darkness all alone because it feels like the only place where I'm sane. After laying there for like an hour my dad walks in "Go do the dishes and turn on your lights it's so dark in here," so I got up and went to the kitchen.