The Maia and Ross Diaries

C37 - Lord Of The Laura's

Algebra A
History A
Chemistry B
Biology B
Home EC C (Student lacks focus)
Physics B

Steps Of Unison

Before I went to go bitch out at my Home Ec teacher, someone snatched the disappointment paper out of my hands.

When I looked up the face was unfamiliar. I reached, only to get my fingers snapped away by a girl that I had never seen in my life before... "So you're the slut."
"What?" Every time I heard the word slut, I remembered my past and a sign of remorse crossed my face. "And who are you?"

"I'm Laura. The new girl..." She said with an attitude shoving the paper back at my chest. "Isn't your boyfriend Ross?"

This is just what I needed. Shall I show you my previous journal entry?

Dear, Journal

First time writing in the brand new journal, and this is not going to start out all lollipops and unicorns, as I would expect it to.

Me and my Ross are back together and I am so happy. Even happier than I was when I was in Manhattan and almost publishing a raved best seller. But while I was so busy running from my problems for a month, new love bloomed and instead of love I'd call it "a mistake."

Its true I can't talk my dad out of what he wants, and he even wants to help Ross' mom with Mr. Lynch's baby. How screwed up is that? Of course, I and Ross can't be together after the marriage takes place, because you know that's kind of the law. Shall I paint the picture? So I have a half brother, that's not my brother, a new step mom, and a brother/boyfriend. Like I said. Screwed.

The thing is I'm going to have to live with this, and for the first time in my life I can't fix this. I can't fix love. I better start putting aside differences with "mommy."

Love, Maia

"We meet at a bar," Laura muttered seductively. When she said the words of course I was thinking the worst. "You two can break again now."

I didn't say anything and just put a hand on top of my frustrated head. "Okay, "Laura"... where's your back up crew?" She laughed hysterically. "Unlike you, I'm not so stereotypical. I don't need minions... plus with those grades you have, I think your going to need all the minions you can get." Its weird how you meet a person and you already want to pull out their brown hair and big brown eyes out. Something about her sudden confrontation made me feel smaller than her. I suspected she was another wanna bee queen.

"Please, let's not do this here. First it was me, then Dana, then those--"

"I know. It's the queen bitch legacy" She put her hand in my face, and rolled her eyes. "The freshman ran away like a herd of horses about to get there heads chopped into ... well nothing."

"Look I don't even know you." I removed her hand from my face, and glared into her eyes. "What'd you get on your report card?"

She shoved a paper in my face, from her dark red and shiny purse and at first look all A's flared at the small parts of my eyes. This one was actually smart and mean. "Any comments?"

"Back off." I walked past her annoyed, my boots tapping downwards on the steps.

"Or what?" I turned around looking at Laura standing up high and legs spread out. "Sorry but I just want Ross... that's why I'm here. He obviously wasn't getting enough attention from you."