The Power of Friendship

DO NOT READ THE TITLE! That is for the end of the story. It could lead you to think the story is girly, and oh how I wish it was. Then I wouldn't be leaving my readers crying in the corner of their room. This movella tells the all-true story of a lonely girl. One without wishes, or goals in life. Once you have read the full story, look back at the title. Only then will it make sense. Beware: this story doesn't get much happier. So fragile readers, I suggest you pick a more girly story. Don't say I didn't warn you.


6. Chapter 5


I'm sorry I haven't updated for two days. It was my birthday, so I'm officially 20. One more year and I can drink! Well, in America anyway. It's so weird not being able to, I could in the UK all the time. Oh well, just one more year. Anyway so saturday night I had a sleepover. They came at five and stayed until eleven on Sunday. Then I had to get ready for my family party which lasted from four until like seven-thirtyish. Then I took a shower and went to bed, because at the sleepover we didn't go to bed till five thirty, which is normal, but two parties in two days? Anyway sorry, but I'm back! Here you go mah fries. This was made on April 8, 2013. :P


For the next few days I couldn't go five minutes without people calling me names or glaring at me. Jack and Kyle were still in my math class, but it seems as if it is their turn to ignore me. Star and I got back to our daily things, you know, being alone and such. I acted as if I didn't care, but in reality, I did, a lot. It was tearing me apart inside, but I didn't let it show. i felt terribly guilty, but then again, I should. i knew I had to be strong. But deep in my heart, I knew that was wrong. I needed to apologize. It scared me. What if he didn't accept? What if he says I should just leave him alone? That's why I don't like talking to people. That and the whole Bradley thing might slip out. I hadn't even told Star about it. 

But what would she think? I mean, I wasn't going to completely apologize yet, and I decided if I wanted to, i would tell her first. Would she yell, or tell me I'm crazy and/or stupid? She's like my mom in some situations, and she won't hold back. Sometimes I hate it, but other times it's appreciated. So anyway, it was monday. The absolute worst day of the week. Star and I walked into the school, ready for anything the day wanted to give us. We walked over to my locker and opened it. A note slipped out and fell to the floor. I looked at Star quizitly before picking up the note. It said this... "Hey Kelsey, meet me outside the gym after third period. I need to talk to you." It didn't say who it was from, and most importantly, how did it get into my locker? Only Star and I knew my combination. That freaked me out a little, who would want to talk to me? Expecially knowing I wouldn't talk back? Or maybe they didn't want to talk... 

So after third period i causiously went to the gym. I waited outside for 20 seconds before someone showed up. It was Jack. I looked at him for a while before he finally spoke. "Kelsey, I'm sorry. But you need me. I want to know what happened. Why won't you talk?" He looked concerned. Should I tell him? No! I just met the guy, and besides, he'd probably go off and tell everyone. I can't trust him, and he's probably mad. He probably wants revenge on me for being such a jerk. I only replied by saying "How did you get my locker combination?" He chuckled a bit. It was so relieving to see him smile. "Well, I went to the you really want to know the rest?" He laughed again and smirked. I laughed quietly. He looked at me and swept my bangs out of my face. "Look Jack, I'm sorry. I was such a jerk. But I don't know if you want to hear my whole story. It's quite depressing." Wow, a whole 24 words. He nodded, understanding that I didn't want to share it. He smiled once again and said that he should get to class. I nodded and headed for Art, with the first smile on my face in like forever. It didn't last for long though, because I got more scowls from people. Why do they have to be so mean?

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