March 21, He Fell In Love

Five

I didn't mind what Patricia said, but surprisingly my teacher did because most of the time, she didn't really care. It made me think of her as a hypocrite, because she always talks about how bullying is bad, but she never really puts a stop to it. But fortunately she sent that nasty girl into the principal's office which caused her a zero on the pop quiz. Karma striked back like a bitch.

The bell rang and it was time for lunch, I quickly got up, grabbed my bags and waited for my teacher to allow us to go. And usually, she would call me back to give me some advise to always stay stong and all that useless crap. I'm not being rude, but, words won't really do anything with my medical conidtion, medicines will. But this time, she didn't, because she headed back to the teacher's lounge so fast because there was a rumor going around that the new math teacher was pretty hot.

Along the hallway, there was this senior campaign. It was a campaign that they made to make girls feel beautiful, I thought it was a bit cheesy but everyone seemed to love it. It was basically a thing that involved all the girls in school, and all the guy seniors. All they did was write 10 things that describe you or what they wanted to say to you into a small post-it paper and if you signed your name to promise to never have sex before marriage, they'd give it to you. And so I did, even though not all the seniors wrote.

I was quite shocked getting mine, they described me as a really beautiful girl, not to seem boastful or anything, but it was their opinion.

The paper said,

Gabrielle Rose,

1. Sick, but beautiful oh and she hot. - Jacob

2. Niiiice smile - Ben

3. U got a kik? - Lance

4. Ok and pretty - Jake

5. I've had a crush on u when I was a junior lol - Terrence

6. ur pretty cool - Jeremy

7. My girlfriend likes your clothes - John

8. Call me? ;) - Jeffrey

9. Ur pretty - James

10. Hot - Jet

I pretty much laughed at the paper and how typical guys talk to girls, what happened to long and deep words that guys use? I showed Arielle and the rest of my friends what they wrote and they were pretty amazed, because theirs just said, "Okk." or "She good."

We had a good laugh and one of my friends, Bea said, "You know Gabrielle, I think you're really pretty. With your brown hair and how tall you are? You're a babe! I don't know why Patricia hates you!" All of my friends couldn't help buy agree, and all I said with an embarrassed tone, "Awww you guys, thank you!" That pretty much made my day, and after we were dismissed from school, I stopped by at 7-Eleven to get some Kit-Kat, because they're just perfect. P-e-r-f-e-c-t. And like every teenage girl, I spend 2 hours on my phone before doing my homework. I received a message from a nation-wide charity that gets volunteers to help re-build houses and to clean up some damaged cities. There was a strong typhoon that recently hit my country and I really wanted to help, so I signed up to volunteer and after a few weeks they messaged me.

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Dear Ms. Gabrielle,

Thank you for signing up to volunteer and help others. We are very blessed to have you, if you would like to re-build houses and teach children some songs, you could e-mail us here so that we could fix up an airplane ticket for you. We are in need of teenagers like you. Again, we are thankful for your help."

Sincerely,

Mr. Henry Jones, Charirman

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The out reach was to be done on February 14, 2015 which was actually my sem-break since my school started this January 12, and they usually take one month for classes. They wanted to give late Christmas presents and to also do something good for Valentines Day, and not spend time with your boyfriend -- even though all my 5 boyfriends' are on tour right now so they won't really mind. I asked my ever so loving mother if I could help and she said it was alright as long as I had to care for me just incase I had chest pains because of my condition. With that being said, I called Arielle over at my place and she willingly told my mom that she would go with me.

"Woah, Arielle? Are you sure, love? What happened to all the, 'It's so hot I'm going to die.' or the 'I'd rather stalk Niall.' I said with with a cheeky smile on my face while handing her out the charity's flyer.

Sticking out her tongue she said, "Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny, I just want to help you and our country-men, that's all."

"Suite yourself!" As if I even experienced the labor of having to work under the beaming light of the sun. But hey, it was for a good cause.

Arielle asked her parents if she could spend the night at my place since it was a weekend the next day. The 'Midnight Memories' album was literally blasting from the attic, since we usually pitch up a tent in my house. Crazy, i know, but quite fun.

In the middle of our rants about school, talking about the boys, and of course, the concert, Drew messaged me.

Drew may sound like your boy next-door sort of type, but beneath all that waxed hair and six pack abs - he was a douche who kept getting into useless fights. A hot, sexy 'I want to rip his face off but also kiss him sort of douche.'

By the way, he was my ex. He was one of the reasons why I didn't want to go back to school, remember?

He started the chat saying,

"Hey, you up?"

Arielle freaked out and told me not to reply, but I haven't talked to him since we tried to fix things.

Which we didn't.

And being the hard headed girl I always was, I replied

"Yup, why?"

"I know this isn't the right time, but can I call u?"

"Sure." I typed, which caused Arielle to let out a deep sigh while my phone rang. Which of course, i picked up, not knowing what I was getting into.

"Hey," He started off.

"Hey"

"So, I've been thinking, and I miss you."

"Hahaha. Very funny."

"I'm serious, babe"

"Don't call me that."

"But--"

"Get straight to the point"

"I miss you, okay! And I know you've gotten over me, but I couldn't. I didn't text you so that I'd forget you, but I couldn't. I tried talking to this girl, but she wasn't as cool as you, and for what? To forget you. But then again, I couldn't."

The line was silent for a long time, when I checked the clock it was 2:27 a.m. I guess I should've listened 'How I Met Your Mother,'

"Nothing ever good happens after 2 a.m."

"Drew.. I'm sorry, but I can't," I said, after quite some time. Arielle left the room to get some cereal, but I knew she just wanted to leave me alone.

Drew let out a deep sigh and said, "Oh," before hanging up, and it's been quite awkward seeing him around school for the past couple of days considering that my one month of school was coming to an end.