Johanna (GirlxGirl)

Chapter Four

*Friday

Another day I woke up to the smell of breakfast, this time I could tell my mother was making pancakes. I dashed to the bathroom, did my morning routine and sat at the table.

"Good morning, bless the food" my grandmother ordered.
"But I prayed everyday this week", I instantly regretted the words because she proceeded to start an argument.
"And so? It doesn't matter, you should pray everyday!" She shouted. I didn't argue back because whenever I spoke in the house, it caused a problem. Every time I speak in my defense, it would come of as being disrespectful to my parents so I usually kept quite. My home never felt like a home to me because I was never happy there. School had always been my escape and I couldn't wait to go.

After the slight altercation with my grandmother, I just prayed, ate my food and hurried got out of there.

I reached to school and met my best-friends at my locker again. They really don't know how much I appreciated them. They help me to forget the problems I face at home. My face instantly lit up when I saw them.
"Hey guys" I smiled.
"Hey Jada" they both said in unison again. I'm beginning to think that they practice that when I'm not around.
I grabbed my english textbook out of my locker, and we three started to walk.

"What are you guys planning on doing after school?" Taylor asked.
"You mean when we graduate?" I turned to face her.
"Yeah, our parents make the world out there sounds so scary"
"Especially my grandma" I joked. They both chuckled, but I was serious. She would always tell me that it's 'Hard out there' and that my work in school would pay off. I know she only wants the best for me, but she doesn't have to make my life so hard.

"I'm going to work" Kev said with a wide smile.
"What about you Jada?" They both stopped and and looked at me now.
"I don't know yet". I really wasn't sure what it is I wanted to do yet. I didn't really have a career choice, I just hoped what ever it is I ended up doing made me happy.

The bell rung which dismissed our get together and we went our separate ways to class. My first class was Mathematics and I hated it. I was never good at maths so I rarely got A's and B's. I normally got C's, D's , even F's when I failed to turn in my homework.

I was sitting to myself in the back where I seat myself in all my classes, when I noticed that Johanna was coming my way. My fist quickly tightened and I fidgeted in my chair. Why was she coming towards me? What did she want?
From the corner of my eyes I could see that she was sitting in the chair that was next to me. I kept my head straight because I refused to look at her and give my attention to an Untouchable. I couldn't believe that I was sitting next to her.

"Hi," she began to speak to me. I instantly felt butterflies in my stomach. Her voice was so soft and smooth and beautiful. Everything about her was beautiful. Her face, her body, her hair, her voice, even her name. 'Johanna' I repeated it in my head. Gosh I liked her. I could feel it.
"Hi," I scoffed whiles keeping my head forward.  She probably could've told that I didn't want to be bothered because that was the first and the last thing she said to me throughout the entire class.
I probably gave her the impression that I was mean, but I don't care. I hated the Untouchables with everything in me. They were full of themselves and always felt as if they were superior to others. They would always try to put others down just to uplift themselves, and if Johanna could be apart of such ignorance, I wanted her nowhere near me.

The bell rang, dismissing class, and we had to second period. My second period was language, which meant I'd have to see Johanna again. Great. I really don't know what was taking over me. It's like I hated her, but liked her at the same time. I probably didn't hate her at all, just hated the fact that she became an Untouchable within the first day of school. How? Is that all it takes? Good looks? A perfect body? Why wasn't I fit to be a Untouchable? Not that it mattered to me, I'd never wanna be apart of it. But why?

"Good morning class," Ms. Green spoke out boldly . Class had begun and we was given an assignment to work in twos. The amount of students was an odd number, which left me without a partner. It wasn't a big deal to me, because I loved the thought of being alone and to myself. That's when Gabby, Reagan, and Johanna stepped in. She's already developing the habit of coming late to class. What was wrong with this girl? Is she that easily persuaded? Persuaded to do wrong? I was thinking to myself. Why was I so concerned about her and what she does if I hated her? She just always happened to flood my mind. I wanted her out of my mind, but she just wouldn't leave. 

Ms. Green made Gabby and Reagan partner up for the assignment, which meant I had to work with Johanna. She took her seat in the back with me, and turned her desk and chair towards me so that she'd be facing me. The assignment was to write a story, with a great plot, a conflict, and a great ending.

"So what is it that you wanna write about?" She questioned looking at me. I rolled my eyes at her question.
"Don't worry about it, I'll write the whole thing. You just sit there and look pretty". WHY WOULD I SAY THAT? I asked myself in my head. I wanted to write the whole story by myself because writing was just my passion, and I already knew how I wanted the story to start and end, so her ideas wasn't something I wanted to hear or need. Back to where I was, WHY WOULD I SAY THAT TO HER.
"You think I'm pretty?" She wanted me to verify what I had just said. There was no backing out now. Either I admitted that I did thought she was pretty or come up with something else. I went with the second option.
"It's a saying, every heard someone say 'just sit and be pretty or be cute'? Well that's what I meant". I guessed I came off rude to her because she let out a blunt "Oh" and placed her hands under her chin and watched me write the whole paper. I finished the paper in no time and placed it down.
"What's it about?" She asked.
This girl just couldn't stop talking to me huh? Even though I low key wanted her to converse with me.
"Does it matter?" I raised an eyebrow.
"It does if it means my name is going to be attached to it" she let out and reached for the paper. I went to grab it away from her, but she was quicker. The story was about a guy who's biggest confrontation was his dreams. It would always take over and set in reality. His dreams would always come true, and he tend to have nightmares all the time so they basically became reality and took control of his life. That was the conflict. The ending was him overcoming his dreams and nightmares and letting the real world kicked in, it was weird but it was deep.
"I like it," she smiled.
"Sure," I said. It was my way of thanking her.
"Why didn't you let me help?" She questioned. The bell rung right after she had asked, but she didn't move because she was waiting for my answer.
"Because if I'd had let you help, it would mean that I would have to talk to you and hear your shitty ideas", I told her just before getting up and handing Ms. Green the paper with both of our names on it. Why was I being so mean to her? The expression she had on her face when I said what I said made me sick to my stomach. I was mad at her for being an Untouchable because they were mean to people, but how could I be mad when I was doing the same thing? I wanted to apologize, but I was already outside in the hallway. It was too late to turn back, because she had already left with Gabby.