Marked

Chapter 6

        Breakfast was much calmer than the night before, Jen’s tireless questions squeezed every ounce of energy out of me, and I barely slept at all. I took a bite out of a piece of bacon as Jen kept going on about what she wanted for her birthday.

            “Elsa already said that I could throw a party since my dad is not going to be around, as long as things didn’t get too crazy” her voice fell at the mention of her father, it was barely noticeable but it was there and I hated that she was bummed out about that.

            “I have to make a list of the people I want to invite, although I can’t avoid the tag alongs” she went on “Oh hey! Maybe I can invite that Marcus guy too.” she said teasingly.

            “Nono, no need” I blurted out immediately; Jen gave me a confused look.

            “I thought you liked him” she said confused.

            “I do, or I don’t, I don’t know its all so confusing”

            Jen looked at me like if I had just said that I hated chocolate or that I killed bunnies for leisure. “Well you didn’t seem so confused when he was kissing you last night” she gave a I know you like him, don’t be stupid kind of look and I couldn’t help but shake my head.

            “Maybe I wasn’t confused then, but after that every single thought I had came down over me in the size of a boulder” I put my head in my hands in a hopeless way.

            “Oh poor little miss hot lips! You must have suffered terribly, making out with someone that hot must be painful” it was all sarcasm and I couldn’t help but laugh, even though I didn’t find it funny.

            “Come were going to be late” I said, Jen just nodded, making kissing noises as she went upstairs to get her stuff. Meanwhile I headed over to the cabinet over the sink took a metallic looking pill from a medicine jar and swallowed it with a glass of water, it instantly kicked in, I was dizzy for a second and my surroundings blurred out and then came back into focus. The transition effect was never the best.

        Minutes later Jen was and I were on her car, on our way to school.

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            Mr. Simmons was at the front of the classroom explaining a theory about mass, but once again I found myself tuning out and glancing around the room and then finally looking back at the chalkboard, but Mr. Simmons was still lost in his words and I just couldn’t help but sight because I couldn’t understand a thing.

            Suddenly mi phone began making sounds uncontrollably, someone was calling me, but the id was blocked. I tried to turn the phone off but it just kept on vibrating and blaring out sounds on full volume. Why me? It took me a long time to finally find a way to turn it off but by then it was too late, the entire classroom was already looking at then and within them was Mr. Simmons.

            Mr. Simmons regarded me with a murderous glare and then he said “Everything fine over there miss Johnson?”

            I froze in the spot, my muscles refused to cooperate with my brain; this was such a terrible moment. I couldn’t get my mouth to utter words, so I just sat there motionless and with no defense. Even Jen was completely silence, obviously intimidated by Mr. Simmons. He had that effect on people.

        “I am so very sorry about this but I have a strict policy about phone use in my class” he paused and sucked in some air “leave my classroom, if you must” I gave no fight, something clicked inside me and I was finally capable of moving, I just stood up, grabbed my things and walked as fast as I could out of that hellhole, slamming the door on my way out.