56. Valentines Loner
It's been awhile since Karla came to help my dad, she's been acting reeaal sweet too. I know she is. The bad thing is, it was my dad who wanted the big D. sucks. Even if he married her, I would still hate that b*tch. It's almost Valentine's Day and what if she's his valentine? Gahhh, I have to stop. I put on some carnation colored jeans and off I went.
The school was filled with hearts and ribbons. I felt lonely. Then, I realized, every girl was being picked up by a guy at the loner tree. Ugh, what the hell!! It's a LONER tree, not a desperate tree. These new 9th graders have to stop acting like they're the new rulers because it's high school and the only rulers are the pops. Also, they are the little guys now.
"Hey what the hell get out! You want the boy then ask the boy you wimps." Bad choice of words? I know. I sat down and watched boys give those barbie's flowers. They did have tons of makeup on, like 10 pounds, and damn those heels doe. Whatever, their life not mine. I layed down on the concrete that we call the flower wall since it's those rectangle things that get built around flowers.
"Well, what do we have here?" a thick Irish accent questioned. I looked up. "A tired loner, get up it's Wednesday and if you're looking like that you'll be alone." Niall. I smiled looking at the sky and turning to him.
"It's the day love, I don't get it, usually girls wear 9.99 ponds of cosmetics just to get the guys attention. But on Valentine's Day, they put on .01 more pound. They already look like a clown, why add more?" I asked.
"I don't get it either." he replied.