School has never been for me. It just always seemed like a popularity contest. Who can dress the best, who had the newest shoes, who has the most likes on Instagram, who gets the most views on Snapchat. I never fell under any of those categories. I Was the normal girl who wore normal clothes and I never really talked unless I was around my friends. Most people didn't even know I existed. After about 30 minutes of just staring at a blank paper, the bell finally rung. Lunch time. Everyone rushed up and out of the classroom into the busy hallways. I met up with Shania, my best friend.
"Wowww you really haven't texted me all day, that's crazy" she says
"Girl I was barely paying attention to my phone, Senior project has me stressed out" I lied, I haven't even started my essay let alone my power point. I still have 3 weeks to finish so I'll just come up with some last minute shit and throw it together.
" Bitch same, I can't wait until we're done"
Me and Shania walk into the lunch room and sit at a table with Shanté, (Shania's twin sister), Jazmin and her on again off again boyfriend Keyshawn. We talk amongst ourselves about anything and everything
"Why are you wearing all black again? You're giving me depressed vibes" shanté says
" Yea, you look like a black shadow" Jazmin says agreeing.
"I'm not depressed bitch, I just like wearing black, is that okay with you, your highness ?" I say smartly
"Mhmmm" Shania replies
I wasn't lying, I'm not depressed. So What I wanna die sometimes, That doesn't make me "depressed"
" Ouuu Aaliyah come with me to the pizza line" says Shania
"I'm not hungry"
I was lying. I was STARVING Literally. They didn't know that I've been trying to starve myself. I haven't eaten solid food in 4 days. Just water. It fucking sucks but this is the only way I can get myself to loose weight.
"Oh my gosh, Shanté can you come with me?" Shania says in a very annoyed tone
"I don't feel like it, but I guess." Shanté replies
I felt my phone vibrate
Johnathon🙄: "wya?" Johnathon is the quarter back on the high school football team. I know what you're thinking, wtf does he want from me. Sex. Nothing more, nothing less. Yup I'm his sex doll. He has a girlfriend, but clearly she's not pleasing him enough because he always finds his way in my room. I know what you're thinking again, "yOu'Re A hOmEwReCkeR" that's true, but sadly I thrive off of male attention, (Yup, I have daddy issues.) and he's the only person I'm getting it from.
Me: "I'm in the lunch room why?"
Johnathon🙄: "meet me by the third floor bathroom."
Me: "For what?"
Johnathon🙄: "come up and find out"
I scoff at the idea of me going to the third floor just to hear some half ass apology.
Me: "No, you can text me whatever you need to say"
Johnathon🙄: Come on, please?
I chose to ignore him. I've never been so stressed out over a boy who wasn't my boyfriend. Shit I've never even had a real boyfriend...
"Why are you so zoned out?" Shania asked as she bit into her pizza.
"Oh, I'm just listening to a good song." I lied, i wasn't even listening to anything.
"What song ?" Keyshawn asked after he finally took his head out of Jazmin's neck.
"It's a frank ocean song, I doubt you'd know it." And with that he left it alone.
We all talked until the bell rang and then we went our separate ways to our classes.
There's nothing I hate more in this world.. than PDA I don't fucking like that shit. I understand a peck until you see each other again but damn, you don't need to swallow each other in the middle of the hallways. Suddenly I feel someone yank my arm snapping me out of my thoughts, and I find myself being dragged to a empty hallway. Of course it's Johnathon
" what do you want johnny ?" I say clearly aggravated.
"Why didn't you come see me ?" He says staring me directly in my eyes. I hate when he does that
"Why did you want to see me ?" I say smartly
"I hate when you do that." he says slightly annoyed
"Do what ?" I replied
"Answer my question with another question"
The bell started to ring
"Welp, times up I gotta go." I say trying to walk away, but of course he stops me.
"Since when do you care about being on time to class?"
"I don't, I just don't feel like talking to you." I say with a sarcastic smile and walk away. He gets on my nerves. I don't know why he won't just leave me alone. He knows what he did was fucked up, why can't he tell that I'm fed up. But.. at the same time, because of the fact that if I don't have male attention I'll loose my shit, if he did stop trying to get my attention, It would break me.
