(1) Why Do You Do This? - Completed {In editing}

Jessica has never been good with making friends with girls, let alone making friend at all. But what happens, when the person she least likely expects to care for her, does?

Copyright © 2013 by Love_Kidrauhl
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6. The Note


I felt someone shaking me and I look up to see my mom.

She's so annoying.

I groan and say

"OK! I’m up! Now go away."

She huffed and walked out of the room.

Today is Dean’s last day. Also the day Justin might be nice to me for a change. I got out of bed and did the usual, teeth, hair, makeup, shower – you know. 

I picked out a pair of black ripped skinny jeans and a red knitted sweater.


I slipped a pair of my black chucks on my feet with a pair of black socks and ran downstairs. Mom was cooking breakfast, like always, and handed me a plate. I ate it all and took my bag and went out the door screaming

"see ya mommmmm!"

I walk to school.

Yeah, its not cool and yeah all the popular people have cars but I don’t care.

I slip my ear buds into my ears and hum to the song playing on my iPod. I made it to the front gate and saw Justin and Dianna (one of the many popular girls that hate me) holding hands.

What a surprise, Justin Bieber has a new girlfriend.  He uses girls for what they are good at and then leaves them.

I see Dean on his phone and walk up to him. He looks up at me a gives me a friendly smile. We hug and the bell rings.

Everyone makes his or her way into class. I’m in maths at the moment. I feel a note being chucked at my head and giggling in the background. I pick up the small scrunched up paper and read it. It says:

hey shitface

In the scruffy hand writing that's printed over all the other notes that had been chucked at my head. 

I guess he hasn’t changed, still giving me insults and acting immature.

I bet last night was a blur to him.

I chuck the note across the room when the teacher wasn't looking and slouch back into my chair, fiddling with my fingers.

Why did I think he would care, its Justin we’re talking about anyway. I feel a tear stream down my cheek.

I really thought he cared…

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