Everyone got out of the classroom.
Then it was just me... and my teribble teacher who gives me Dutch.
"Kom hier. Jenna." She commanded. (Translation: Come here. Jenna)
"Leg uit." She spat. (Explain.
I stayed silent.
"Ik zei.. LEG UIT." (I said... EXPLAIN)
"LEG UIT WAT ?!? WAAROM IK ROLDE MET MIJN OGEN ?! OMDAT IK DEZE KLAS IRRITANT VIND MAAR IK WEET DAT IK MET HUN 4 UUR PER WEEK VAST ZIT OMDAT IK VOOR DEZE BULLSHIT HEB GEKOZEN !!" I yelled. (EXPLAIN WHAT ?!?! WHY I ROLLED WITH MY EYES ?! BECAUSE I THINK THOS CLASS IS ANNOYING BUT I KNOW THAT I'M 4 HOURS STUCK WITH THEM EVERY WEEK BECAUSE I CHOSE FOR THIA BULLSHIT !)
"JIJ GAAT VANAF VOLGENDE LES JE HOUDING IN MIJN KLAS VERANDEREN ANDERS GAAT ER EEN BRIEF NAAR JE OUDERS. OH NEE WACHT... JE OUDER, IK BEGRIJP PRECIES WAAROM JE OUDERS ZIJN GESCHEIDEN ! HOE KAN JE MOEDER HET NOG VOLHOUDEN MET JOU THUIS, JEZUS !" She yelled. (YOU ARE GOING TO CHANGE YOUR ATTITUDE IN MY NEXT LESSON OR ELSE THERE IS A LETTER GOING TO YOUR PARENTS... OH NO WAIT... YOUR PARENT, I UNDERSTAND EXACTLY WHY YOUR PARENTS ARE DIVORCED ! HOW CAN YOUR MOTHER SURVIVE WITH YOU AT HOME, JEZUS !)
That was it.
I was so fucking done with her.
I walked to the door.
"YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MY MIND IS WORKING ! THE ONLY THING YOU THINK ABOUT IS YOU, YOURSELF, AND YOUR STUPID LITTLE LIFE ! FUCK YOU ! YOU SUCK." I said and I walked out of her room.
~
It was now the 5 minute break to get to your lockers.
I was crying.
I was walking through the hallway, walking past everyone who were looking at me.
I didn't care if they saw me crying.
I opened my locker.
"Hey ! How was Dutch ?" Caspar asked.
I started to cry in his shoulder.
"I hate it." I sobbed.
"Was it so bad ?" He asked rubbing my back.
I nodded.
"Caspar, d-did your teacher ever called you a s-slut ? Or did he ever spotted with the divorce of your parents ?" I asked.
He shook his head.
"That's how she's like." I sobbed.
"Don't cry." He said.
"Jenna. Look at me." He said.
I looked up at him.
"You are coming with me to my house today, we're going to eat lots of pizza, watch movies together and you're going to forget about school." He said.
I nodded and smiled.
+Caspar's P.O.V+
What did I just do ? Oh god I dreamed about this moment. This was my dreamdate.
"I'll call my mom." She said and she picked her phone from her bag.
"Hello mom ? Yeah uhm.. No no I didn't cry... No... No I swear. Uhm... Can I go directly from school to Caspar's house ?"She asked and I crossed my fingers.
"WOOOOOOOO IT'S A DATE DATE DATE DATE DATE DATE DATE DATE DATE DATE DATE !" Her mom yelled through the phone.
Jenna then hung up.
"I guess it's a yes then." She happily said.
"I'll call mine to let her know about it." I said.
The only thing that she said was that it would be lovely to meet her and de said yes.
"Bye mom." And I hung up.
"What did she say ?" Jenna asked.
"It's a best friend night." I said.
XXX
-I edited this chapter a little bit-
I'M A MONSTER OH GOD I MADE HER DUTCH TEACHER REALLY MEAN.
I'M HEADING TO 3K WITH THIS STORY
BYE EVERYONE ! ✋
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Why me ? -Caspar Lee
FanfictionI'm Jenna Carner. A 17 year old girl with NO friends. You want to know why ? I'm bad at making friends. My mom probably thought: "Let's put her into a new school where she can make friends." Let's put her in Westvalley High. -A story full with hate...