Clara

Chapter 7

   I talked to my mom and I convinced her to let me stay at Jack's and now is Friday, homecoming day and I don't have a dress. I hate shopping, but I have to do something right.
    "What do you want?" my sister asks me.
    "I can't believe that I'm gonna do this...but can you please go to the mall with me to buy a dress for tonight?"
    "OMG! Are you sick? Please tell me you're not serious. My big sis who hates me wants to shop with me for a dance? Who are you?"
    "Calm down, Violet. One, I don't hate you and two, I don't know who is this person but I like her, so...in or out?"
    "In, I'm totally in."
   I nod and go away. I have to find Jack to tell him what just happened and to pick me up from my old home.
    He is at "our" table. No, not just us two. Me, Jenna, Rose and Jack.
    "Hey, what's up? You look... somehow...not like you" says Rose.
    "I will go shopping with Violet and go to my old home to get ready for homecoming. So, Jack, you have to pick me up from there."
    "Wait. Are you guys dating?" Rose asks and points with the fork at us.
    "What...no...we..." I start but a dumbass from the football team is coming to our table and puts his arm on Jack's shoulder.
    "What do you want Jacob?" my boy best friend is asking clearly pissed.
    "To ask you why are you with The Black Elf, Lesbian and The Nerdy Rosey and why the fuck do you invite the depressed farie to the homecoming."
    Jack is not speaking. He gets up and goes to the football team table. I can't believe it. I wanna cry. I thought he was different. But clearly I was wrong.
    "Clara? Are you okay?" Jenna asks. "You look like a ghost"
    "Yeah, I am. I'm not hungry anymore. I have to go." I say and stand up. I go straight to my sister.
   "Violet, do you want to skip the rest of the classes and go shopping after lunch? I need a make over. I want to be like you, confident, beautiful and sexy."
    "Why are you asking? You don't know how much I waited you to say these exact words. Meet you in the parking lot after lunch."
    "Okay. See you there!" And I go. I walk past the football team table and Jack is looking at me. I look at him just a second and then look away.