Chapter 1
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t started like any other 10th grade day. You know: late for 1st period, a teacher yells at a student or yourself, go to lunch, then a teacher gives you homework that you think will take you three hours to finish; then go home, hangout with friends, and tell them about your deals and problems.
Today was different. My friend, Jamie May, has secretly liked a guy that I’ve been crushing on since 7th grade and today he asked her out. Jason Grant, possibly the hottest guy in the whole school. Jamie said yes.
I was heart broken and stabbed in the back all in the same day. I wanted to scream at her, hurt her. Anything to get back at her! I hated her for doing that to me. I wanted her to die that day.
I also could not believe Jason. How could anyone ever like Jamie? I went home without talking to her after school. That day I just stayed home and cried in my room.
Chapter 2
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he next day I still hated her, but I guess she thought it was ok to talk to me.
“Hey, are you ok?” she asked.
“No,” I answered.
“I’m going to break up with Jason today.”
“Good.”
“I think he likes another girl.”
“And why are you telling me this?!” I yelled
“I thou-“
“Yeah, you thought. Why don’t you do me a favor and never talk to me ever again!” I yelled and ran off into the bathroom.
I felt bad about what I said but I was so angry. She should have known better than to do that to me. I’ve told her everything about him and she said she had no interest in him at all and said that he was all mine for the taking. I wanted something to happen to her; anything to happen to her.
The class bell rang. I dried up my tears, but I didn’t want to go because Jamie was in that class, but I had to. So I picked up my books and headed out of the bathroom and straight on to U.S. History. As I sat down next to Jamie, she handed me a note and I thought: “Oh, great, just what I need- a note from her. It’s probably going to say ‘I’m really sorry’ or something.”
It said:
Look I’m really sorry but
yeah I do like him. but all
the time I’m with him he’s
always asking about you.
I’m sorry I made
you feel bad but I’m
liking this new guy now.
his name is: Lance Blend
don’t be mad.
Jamie
After class I asked her if she really did break up with Jason. She answered, “No, and I’m not planning to. Thanks.”
“Then why did you say you were going to?” I asked.
“I was only trying to make you feel better,” she snapped.
“What about you saying that you liked this new guy ‘Lance what’s-his-bucket,’ then?”
“Lance Blend, thank you very much, and yes, I do like him. But I like Jason more.”
I can’t believe her! How could she say that and not even care? I thought.
“Like I just said: Don’t talk to me ever again!” I yelled. I looked at her face. Her eyes were filling up with tears!
Why is she crying? I thought. I walked to my next class, leaving her there. I didn’t see her for the rest of the day.
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