On My Mind

Jade Wilson

Mr. Cotten was yelling at Matt, the previous short forward for our school team the Blue Jays. I wanted to yell 'He's not going to answer'. This random kid next to him squirted some water at him. I realized that Matt was staring at me. Which was scary because if that kid wanted me to be Mrs. Wood. There was no chance in hell I was going to be.

My opinion on Matt and his history: Shit. When he played for our team I guess he was cute. I remember that game where he fucked up his ankle and wrist. Some guy from Ontario broke his ankle by standing on it then Matt went for a punch and broke his wrist.

Mark, my boyfriend tripped Matt as Matt was waddling to the office. Some times Mark was a fucking ass. But everyone else that showed interest in me were ugly like all of them. The bell went off little after that. My next class was at the end of the universe with Mr.Dean. The halls filled with sweaty 15-18 year olds it's disgusting. Are we pigs in this day and age?

Angela was waiting for me at the door of Mr. Dean's room. Her short blonde hair made her more intimidating then being black hair. "What took you so fucking long?" She asked.

"Mr. Cotton had a temper tantrum. Resulted in a total of 7 days for 2 kids."

"Damn."

In class was a boring subject on how the life of George Washington effected our daily lives. But Angela slipped me a note: You and that kid that looks at you all the time should go out.

I sent it back : Fuck No!

As soon as I wanted the class was finally over. 1 more fucking class. Basically skipping in the hallway I got push into the lockers by the running back of the team. He looked like he was looking for stuff that I should not speak of. I slapped his face with the back side of my hand it didn't seem to effect him. But my small body was able to fit into this slim locker.

The period started I had no space to move. I know you can pulled the door open from inside. Put someone decided to put a lock on this random locker. I looked the through the vent. Mark was going to this Burnett chick he started to sweet talk her. Motherfucker!

"Mark you dirty piece of trash let me out of here." I yelled.

"Fuck!" He whispered to himself.

He popped the lock. I was well below a foot off Mark. He was intimidated either way. I gave him a talk and broke up with him. I finally got to the office and told them about the locker and got a pass to my next class.

After that class Mr. Cotten told me to bring homework to Matt. Like I wanted to do that.

Matt had a decent size house. 2 car garage ones of the cars he was working on his hands covered in black. I made a call to that blonde kid next to Matt because I wanted some Male attention someone to care for me.