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Hey guys! Sorry I haven't written in a while but school is crazy and I'm preparing for my Maths and English IGCSEs! Lord help me!
Okay back to the story...
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Dear Diary,
Today at school was so much better. I came out of the car with a smile on my face for the first time since the beginning of school, all because I saw Laurelle.
At first I thought she would ignore me but when I came up to her, she linked arms with me and walked me to my locker.
I finally had someone who understood. I had to admit it felt...nice. So nice that I almost didn't notice people looking at me. Almost.
In homeroom I sat next to her, mostly because I was avoiding Marcie. She kept glaring at me, then glaring at Laurelle, then back to me again and the cycle continued.
What was her deal? Couldn't she just apologize so we could be friends again? Why is she mad at me? I(in italics) didn't do anything.
That's when it dawned on me. She's jealous! How could I have missed that?
I decided to milk it and I laughed loudly at Laurelle's jokes and chatted animatedly with her. That would teach her.
I had my classes as usual after that, still trying to make Marcie jealous. That is, until Laurelle dragged me to the bathroom at lunch.
'What's up?' she asked.
I feigned innocence. 'What do you mean?'
'Oh don't give me that. You've been acting strangely today and I want to know why.' The jig was up.
I explained to he that I'd been trying to make Marcie jealous all day.
'That won't help. I think you should be the mature one and go talk to her. No need to lose a friend over this.'
I stayed stubborn 'Why should I go talk to her. SHE'S the one who should come talk to me. Why would you take her side like ...'
Laurelle's glare shut me up. Geez, I think she practises them in front of the mirror.
'Go. Talk to her. NOW!'
'Okay okay. No need to shout.' I backed out of the bathroom as she gave me another glare.
I went to the cafeteria and immediately saw Marcie with a group of people at a table. I walked up to her table, my stomach doing flip flops. She looked at me, expressionlessly. Like she couldn't be bothered with me.
I took a deep breath and said, 'Marcie we need to talk.'
She paused for a minute, before standing up and walking towards the cafeteria door wordlessly. I followed her out.
Immediately the door slammed behind I said, 'Marcie I...' but that was all I could say before she smothered me with one of her signature tornado hugs.
'I'm so sorry Jill!' she cried. 'I've been trying to apologize throughout today, but every time I tried to it sounded lame. When I saw you having fun with Laurelle today, I thought you'd replaced me and I felt really jealous.'
'I haven't replaced you Marcie! No one will ever replace you. You of all people should know that. I'm sorry for overreacting. So are we okay now? We're friends again?' I pleaded.
'Not friends, but best friends FOR EVER!' she shouted.
We hugged again and then Laurelle walked past us at that moment. Her timing was perfect. Too perfect.
'Were you spying on us?' I asked
She gave a mock-confused look. 'Me? Spy? No, of course not. I was just...strolling innocently. You know me! Always trying to exercise!'
I rolled my eyes. 'ANYWAY! Laurelle, meet Marcie. Marcie, Laurelle'
They both said hi accompanied by shy waves and smiles.
'Let's go to lunch shall we?' We walked back into the cafeteria.
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When I got into the car, Mum was humming to herself with a smile on her face and her eyes glistening.
'Hello sweetie! How was school today?' She asked.
'It was nice. Sooooo, what happened? Why are you so happy today?'
'Guess what? I met a guy at Starbucks this morning. He bumped into me and spilled my coffee.' I didn't like the tone of her voice. She sounded almost in a daze.
'He bought me another coffee and he sat down with me. Anyway, we talked and he...asked me out. I said...yes. Why wouldn't I? He was so gorgeous and so sweet.'
I wanted to puke. I thought I was dreaming. I pinched myself to wake myself up, but it was real.
'How could you Mum? Dad just died and you're already seeing a new guy? It's like you don't even care at all anymore! You've not even been taking care of me well! And suddenly this 'gorgeous guy' comes up and it's all about him!' I shouted. I'd never shouted at my Mum before.
She started shouting back at me. Screaming that Dad was already dead and she needed to be happy again. She didn't realize the car driving out of an intersection.
That was her mistake. She hit the car, we both lurched forward and everything blacked out.
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