Chapter 8

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JuJu's POV

Why is Jack Gilinsky here? He's not in this class.

He walked up to the teacher and handed her a piece of paper. She signed it and told him to sit wherever he would like.

I guess he switched classes.

He turned around and saw me sitting down and called Johnson over to sit by him. He sat on the left side of me in the other row of desks and Johnson sat in front of him.

I tried to ignore them but I could see out of the corner of my eye that Gilinsky and Johnson were both staring at me. I didn't want them to know that I could see them so, I never turned my head to face them.

Honestly, I was still a bit scared of them. I didn't want any bullying to happen 2 days after my attempt at suicide.

The teacher was talking for a while. She gave us an assignment and the assignment was to tell her stuff about our lives. It was only like the 3rd week of school, so, some teachers didn't know much about the students in their class. But, everyone knows who I am, or who I was. The most bullied girl in the school, obviously. They didn't know about my life outside of school and I'd like to keep it that way.

"Class, I'm giving you an assignment to write a 2-3 page essay about your life. Something tragic or happy that has happened in your life. Tell about your family and what you want to be when you're older. This assignment is due next Monday. You may get started." She then walked to her desk.

I took out my school MacBook from my backpack. We're kind of a rich city, so we get MacBooks, and the middle schoolers get iPad airs.

I didn't know what to title it so I just put my name for now. I looked at Matt and saw he wasn't typing anything. He was just tapping his fingers on his desk and shaking his leg. He looked unsure of what he was doing.

"What are you writing about?" I asked, trying to help.

He looked at me and shrugged, "Honestly, I don't know. A lot of things that happened to me are sad and tragic but there are still the good things that has happened in my life and I don't know which one to write about. It'd be too long." He said laughing at the last sentence.

I laughed a little too. "Well, I think you should tell about the happy moments in your life. Then, at the end of your essay you can say how even though sometimes life isn't well, the good memories always covers up for the bad." I said.

"Thanks. That's actually a good idea." He smiled. I smiled back and we made eye contact for like 3 seconds. I looked away though. I wasn't sure if I liked him or not. I mean I literally JUST met him.

Once I looked away I started typing a little.

Even though I didn't want to, I turned my head to the left, to look at the chalkboard, to look at what time this class ends. I still don't know when any of my classes end or start. Probably because I was bullied the first weeks so, I was always late to class. I don't think I'll be bullied anymore, hopefully.

I got up, took out a piece of paper and a pencil and looked at the schedule on the board.

At the same time, Jack Johnson got up and he sharpened his pencil right next to me. I think he stood up the same time as me on purpose because we weren't writing anything on paper. Unless he was getting the schedule too but, I'm pretty sure he knows when his classes start and end.

I looked at the schedule and saw what time class ended, I started writing the time so I won't forget, then Johnson started talking to me. "So, you and the new kid huh?" He said.

I looked at him confused. "What?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.

"Well, you guys were kinda flirting and you look like a cute couple. Did he ask you out?" He asked.

"No, he didn't because there's nothing going on between me and him. We just met. And why do you care?" I said rolling my eyes, still writing down the schedule.

"I don't." he said. I was focusing on writing the rest of the schedule down, when Johnson walked up behind me and whispered in my ear, "But Gilinsky does." He said and then walked back to his desk.

I looked at him with wide eyes and my mouth partly opened. I was about to ask him what he's talking about but I decided to ignore it.

Why would Jack Gilinsky care? Whatever, it doesn't matter what he thinks. I said in my head. I continued writing the rest of the schedule down and then walked back to my desk, once I was done. I sat down and gave Matt a small friendly smile and he smiled back.

About 10 minutes later, I finished a whole paragraph. I talked about where I was born, how my mom left when I was young, our financial problems, my dad re-marrying and then divorcing. I didn't say why they divorced because I wasn't sure if Jack G would approve of me telling the teacher that his dad had an affair with my step-mom.

I, then, got up and asked the teacher if I could get a drink of water. She nodded her head and I walked out the classroom door, towards the closest water fountain.

I was drinking the water when I heard footsteps behind me. I looked behind to see who it was and I saw Jack Gilinsky. I turned forward and started drinking from the water fountain again.

"Hey." He said.

"Hi." I said, putting my head up from the water fountain.

It was getting awkward so I started to walk away, heading back to class, but, a hand grabbed my arm, stopping me from leaving.

"Could we talk?" He asked.

"Um.. Sure, what about?" I asked, putting my hands in my pockets, nervously.

"Have you..thought about if you wanted to forgive me or not?" He asked rubbing the back of his neck.

"Uh.. Well..."

"It's okay if you haven't, I just wanted to know." He said.

"Oh okay. Well no I haven't figured out my choice yet, but, I'll tell you my answer once I've chosen what I think is best for me." I said giving him a small fake smile.

"Okay."

"Yep." I said, then, started walking away, when, he grabbed my hand back again.

"So, um... Are you and the new kid like... Dating?" He asked curiously.

"Uh.. No. Why?" I asked.

"Oh. No reason." He said.

I gave him a small smile, then, turned away and walked back to class. I wanted to ask him why he cared but I felt like it wasn't the time to ask that.

Once I headed back to class, I finished a couple of sentences about the good and bad things that happened in my life, then, the bell rang.

I got up and walked out of the classroom.

Time for 2nd hour.

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Sorry I haven't been able to post lately! I'm sick and I've been busy from Christmas Eve to New Years. I hope you all have a great new year btw!

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