To See The Stars

Chapter Five: Julie

This beautiful depiction of Julie was done by Caitlyn, her instagram user is notsoterribleart!

School has never been a strong point of mine. The only good part about it, is the stupidity of the others.The way they walk about like they are liked, makes me sick. The whole lot of them, useless. They know what important people look like because they all treat me like a god. I walk past a couple making out as I walk to my locker. When I open it, a picture of Conner and I holding hands at a festival, is still hanging up. My heart jumps, like Conner is actually there, with me, kissing me. But he's not.

I rip the photo down, but I don't throw it away. I pocket it. I grab my books in a hurry, after a quick makeup and hair check, and shut the locker quickly. Skylar and Rachel, are already in class, chatting away. When I take my seat, I am immediately a part of the conversation.

"Come on, Are you serious bitch? That hoe got what was coming to her. Don't even like try to defend Lily." , Rachel hisses at Skylar. Rachel crosses her arms over her chest, in annoyance.

"Look, we all know that bitch had it coming to her. But she's probably slow or some shit. Maybe you should have given her an instruction guide on how to actually speak like a human being."

I laugh, "Like that would help. Are you kidding me? I don't even know how people even understand her."

"Oh! Speaking of which, how's your little rescue puppy doing? Is he as pathetic as usual?", Skylar asks, spitting about as much venom as she could muster. And okay, yeah Conner was a major fuckup, but he was still my boyfriend. I start to adjust my ponytail in an attempt to calm myself down a bit.

"He's not my boyfriend anymore, I dumped him."

Skylar rolls her eyes,"What? Did he not live up to your expectations?"

Rachel laughs and says, "I'm surprised you were with him so long, I mean like with how bitchy you are, we were sure he would have like "fucked up" sooner."

My instinct is to slap her. But I hold back. I will not slap this bitch. I will not slap this bitch. I will not slap this bitch. I will not slap this bitch. I will not slap this bitch.

Skylar sneers, "Like how many fucking boyfriends have you had at this point. Hell this year! 5? 10? 20? 30?"

My blood boils. Who in the fuck do they think they are? To talk to me! Like that! I start to rapidly rap my fingers against my leg, just in an attempt to not slap both of them. A growl escapes my lips before I can stop it. I can only manage to snarl, "Shut up." , at them.

"Don't even try to pretend like you don't!"

That's it. I start to stand up. So ready to cuss these bitches out, when Mrs. Parker, says, "Alright, everyone! Take your seats. Your assigned seats." I look at her, and then back at Skylar and Rachel, before I finally take a seat. Lucky bitches.