"I-I like you!" I stammered. I covered my face with my hair, embarrassed. He laughed at me along with all of his jock friends. "You like me? That's funny, as if you'd have a chance with me. I'm quarterback of the football team, and what are you? An ugly nerd, a nobody." He was right, I was a nerd and a nobody. I don't even know why I tried to confess. I turned and ran away in humiliation."That's right runaway, you nerd!" One of his stupid jock friends hollered. I felt a tear slip from my eyes as I ran into the girls bathroom and cried and cried. I can't believe him, a simple no would have been easy. I hate Josh! I hate him, I hate him, I hate him! I'm so humiliated. I pulled my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around my legs. My head rested upon my knees. My tears began to calm and I was no longer crying. I pushed the bathroom stall door open and looked in the mirror. I was a wreck, my makeup was smeared everywhere, my hair was knotted and tangled. I brushed my hands through them and straightened it out a bit. I opened the door and walked out, I hung my head and made eye contact with nobody. Last period of the day. Whispers all around me. Whispers all about me. I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed my bag and ran out the door. My teacher, Mrs. Robinson, called after me, "Jessica! Where are you going?" I kept on running. I'd rather have detention than hearing those whispers, having all eyes set on me.I was finally out of the school and off of school grounds. I waited patiently at a bus stop. I grabbed my Ipod out of my bag, put my headphones in, and blasted my favorite song. The bus pulled up and I gathered my things before boarding. I sat in the very back, I suddenly began to feel tired, so I rested my head on the window and fell asleep. Someone was shaking me. "Miss, miss, excuse me, miss wake up." My eyes drifted open. The bus driver was standing above me. It was night time already. I jumped up and the bus driver jumped back, "Are you okay?" "Where am I?" I asked. "We're at your bus stop." He answered. I looked around and saw that he was right."I drove around a bit waiting for you to wake up, but you never did." He said. I smiled at him, "Thank you." I gathered my things and walked off the bus. Mom and Dad are going to be pissed, their so over-protective. I walked through the front door preparing to be questioned by my parents, but nothing happened. I looked around the living room, but they weren't sitting there. What time was it? I checked my phone, 9 pm. I heard talking and laughing coming from the dining room. I set my things down on the couch and walked towards the voices. My eyes widened and my mouth dropped by what I saw. Josh and his family were sitting at our dinner table eating, with my family! "Jessica! There you are. Where have you been? The Lanes came over for dinner. Did you forget that was tonight?" My mother asked. I did forget. My mom and Josh's mom are best friends since High School. I turned to look at Josh. "Close your mouth honey, you'll catch flies." My dad said. Everyone laughed, but not Josh, no he just sat there smirking at me. Bastard. I shook my head, unable to speak. "I'm going to bed. Night Miss and Mister Lane." I waved goodbye and ran to my room. I slowly shut my door. I turned around and jumped onto the be, shoving my face into a pillow in the process. "Why me? Why do you hate me so much God?" I flipped over onto my backside and stared at the ceiling. It was painted dark blue, like the night sky. There were stars all around and in the middle, in big letters, read: Dream Big, Live Big, Live Happy, Be Happy. How can I be happy? My life is ruined. Then again, it's not like it was any better in the first place. I could hear more laughter, I strained to hear what they were saying. I heard my name once or twice and then more laughing. They're probably talking about what a failure I am. How I'm some kind of laughing stock. Or maybe, Josh is telling them how I confessed. Me, the queen nerd of the school. Maybe I could be home schooled? That would make my life a whole lot easier. Or maybe, I could change. Change for the better. Change my looks, my personality, everything. I'll make Josh regret rejecting me, humiliating me. That's what I'll do. I promise from today onward I'm going to change and make Josh's life a living hell.
