I don't know what it is about my life. Why it is like this. And why I hate it so much. My name is Janette Davis. And I am the school "nerd".
"Janette"............"JANETTE!!!"
"Oh um yes Mrs. Mckleary?"
"Answer my question."
"oh can you please restate it?"
"DO YOU NEED A HEARING AID!!!??" I heard come from one of the people in the back. I whipped around to see who it was. And of course...........there she was, Amanda Davis. Her dad was the owner of #1 car dealership in the whole world. So she was pretty, popular, and of course rich. But what's a popular girl without a popular boyfriend. Tyler Posey. He was super cute and all the girls practically slobbered over him. I still remember the day we started to become closer than him and Amanda. But let's not skip any "important" details about how we became friends in the first place. But any ways back to my school. Then there was the "bad guy" his name was Stiles. At least that's what everybody called him. Yah he was pretty scary to me until I met him but anyways let's not get off track. After I saw Amanda I said something I never thought I would say, " I asked a question. Not for your big mouth to open". Amanda looked at me with a real crazy look in her eye. She looked at me straight in the eye and said, " I say whatever I want to whenever I want to", Amanda said calmly.
"You just keep telling yourself that", I said. She rolled her eyes and I turned to Mrs. Mckleary and asked her again. "Can you please restate the question?"
"When did Christopher Columbus discover North America?", she asked me expecting me to not know. But I am a nerd remember?
"Christopher Columbus discovered North America in 1492", I said calmly.
"Correct!" She put my name on the board. See Mrs. Mckleary is one of those teachers who gives out candy every time a student got an answer correct. If you answer more than 10 questions correctly then she doubles the amount of candy you get. So like if you get 11 right then you get 22 pieces of candy. 12 questions 24 pieces of candy. But you get the point. So at this point of class I have already earned 46 pieces of candy. 23 questions. But I hate to brag so yah. Amanda had not answered a single question this class period yet she wanted candy. She was such a bitch. Oh! And I forgot to tell you guys I'm in the 12th grade and I'm 17 and my best friends are Jamaica, Theo, Oracle, Sam, Shae-anne, and Eliza. All of us were such good friends and had been friends since preschool and we were all rich and lived in mansions and we always seemed to have more money or more of anything than Amanda and the reason we always had more is because Amanda's dad had a strict policy on spending money and so they lived in a regular house with a regular old mini-van and her father dropped her to school every morning and picked her up in the afternoon and she could only go to to the mall once a month and couldn't go on shopping sprees. But we were the total opposite. We could go on shopping sprees, we went to the mall every Friday and we went on shopping sprees once a week and our spree day was Saturday so that we would have new clothes all week. We had our own cars and not only did we have our own car, but we had all had 7 and they were all expensive like I have a Lamborghini, a BMW, a porsh, a Pontiac, a Mercedes, a Jaguar, and of course a Mustang. And I had a motor cycle. A hot pink one with a backseat and a huge sign on the back with my name on it. I had ridden in to school 2 days ago. Today I drove my Lamborghini but even though we were richer than everybody in the school we were very unpopular.
"Hey Janette why were you acting like such a BITCH in class today?!" Amanda asked fiercely.
"I wasn't the bitch! You were." I snapped.
"You are a dirty, fat, slutty whore. I bet you sleep with a new guys every night!" she snapped, "Who is it tonight? Is it STILES?! Or maybe it's anther nerd like little Jake over here!"
I got so mad and I was about to say something but I got cut off by a deep voice. "Amanda SHUT THE HELL UP! STOP TAKING SHOTS AT JANETTE LIKE THAT YOU BITCH!!!!!"
'Who the fuck..........' Oh shit. It was Stiles. And Stiles hated Amanda! This should get interesting..........
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RomanceWhen Janette Davis is bullied by the popular Amanda Yale, will the bullying push her over the edge and make her commit suicide or will Amanda's boyfriend save her with his surprising kind words and kind words and kind heart?