Dear Journal,
Okay, Im really sorry that I haven’t written in this thing lately, but lots of things have been
happening. Right now I really wish that I was back in Florida (thats where I were I was
they happiest) like I said before we’ve lived in 6 different states not including Oklahoma ,
and my parents have been traveling for about 15 years, thats how all the kids came about.
And they think that since this [Tulsa] is where they grew up that its a wonderful place for
us to stay, but are they here....NO! Instead they are traveling and I am living with these
LOSERS!! God, I really wish that one thing in my life would go they way I want it to one
day, but it looks like things are just getting worse.
~Haley
“But mom, you promised that you and dad would be home for my birthday!” I shouted into the phone.
“Im really sorry, but this deal is just to big to miss”
“Oh, then its bigger then my 17th birthday?” Im really getting sick of all of this!
“The Hansons are very nice people, Im sure you will have a good time with them.” aid my mom in a slightly annoyed voice.
“No! I hate them and their stupied sons. I can’t take it any longer! If I hear one more guitar chord or one more bad display of vocals for Taylor Im gonna lose it!”
“Haley!” my mother shouted into the phone “You should be very greatful that they are letting oyu stay in their home. It was very nice of them to do that, you know that they didn’t have to. We could have made you stay with your grandmother, who lives 50 miles away.”
“Please, just shut up!” I screamed, sorry but I can’t take this any longer.
“Do not tell me to ‘shut up’...” Before she could say another word I slammed down the receiver. Then there was a knock on my door.
“Haley, are you okay?” Oh great its Taylor. “I heard you screaming.”
“Im fine” I said bluntly
“Alright, but if you ever need to talk....”
“No, im not going to talk to you” I said cutting him off mid-sentence.
“Sorry I bothered you” said Taylor walking on down the hall.
I really need to get out of this house, city, state!
“Miss Mezzara Im waiting” said my Civics teacher Mr. Rowe. I had know idea what he was talking about because I was focusing all my attention on the jackass behind me!
“Can you please repeat the question?”
“Yes...” But, as my teacher repeated his question I felt something touch my butt, so I naturally jumped out of my seat screaming!
“Are you alright Haley?” asked Mr. Rowe with the whole class now staring at me.
“He was touching my butt!!” I scramed pointing at Jesse with his sick grin.
“Jesse, come sit up front, Haley you can go to they office if you’d like” I grabbed my purse and ran to the office that was the last time he was messing with me!
“Haley” said Mr. H later at dinner of all places.
“Yeah?” I asked looking up from my chicken.
“Your principal called and said that you were pressing sexual harrasment charges on someone.”
“Yep, why do you care?”
“Are you sure this is the best option?”
“Who did what?” asked Zac with a big smile.
“That is not you concern” said Mr. H
“Can we talk later?”
“Sure” said Mrs. H going back to feeding Zoey.
Later that night I had my little talk with the Hansons, and they advised me not do proceed with charges and to wait and talk to my parents. I said fine as long as Jesse, who was one of Zac’s closest friends, never came over their house when I was around. They said that they would talk to Zac, but they weren’t promising me anything. This idea really didn’t go over to well with Zac.
“Mother, its not my fault that Haley can’t take a joke, I mean hell i’d grab her butt too.”
“Zachary, this is not up for debate, you’re not allowed to have Jesse over as long as Haley is still living with us” said Mrs. Hanson ready to start ripping her own hair out of her head.
“Fine, but Haley is going ot pay for this big time!” with that Zac stomped off and went pouting down the hall only to run into me. He gave me the finger then went on down the hall leaving me speechless.