MY STORY
Chapter Ten
I’m so pissed off right now! Grr! Guess what
I saw at school today after third period?
Nope, it’s not that bitch Gisele and if I
did, I’ll be really boiling right now. Try again.
Wrong again. It’s not Leonardo di Caprio but
I wish I did!
Okay, I saw Jack.
I know, I know, I know there’s nothing wrong
with that BUT I saw him with someone! I saw him with this cheerleader name
Laura! Grr! I am so mad right now! Talk about BAD DAY! This is worst than PMS!
Worst than eating a spoil burrito. Worst than getting an F on your major
project. Worst than having a bad hair day. Worst than diarrhea. Worst than having
a big zit on your nose during picture day. Worst than--- Okay I think you get
the picture. ~_^
Damn, damn, damn! Do you know how I felt when
I saw Jack with that tramp? It felt like thousand knives stabbed you in your
heart. (Not that I’ve been hit by knives before) Now, I’m mad and hopeless.
My life is boring and I thought it was gonna
be better when I met Jack, but it didn’t. So I guess I’m back to my old life
but worst. With broken heart and no Jack.
How could he do this to me?
Bitch, you two aren't even going out! A voice
calls out from behind my head.
What the heck? So my conscience is talking to
me now? Damn, this is great. Really great. The last thing I need right now is
hearing my conscience talking to me and calling me names.
Well, to tell you the truth, me conscience is
right. Jack and I are not going out and never will be. So why am I acting as if
he’s my boyfriend? (Well, he’s my boyfriend in my dreams ~_^) I have no right
at all BUT I love him and I want to be with him. IS that a crime?
Girl, let me ask you something. Have you ever
had a crush on a guy and when you saw him with another girl, you just start
getting jealous? Well, if you did, that’s how I feel and I just want to scratch
the hell out of Laura!
I just want to die!
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
"Rose, are you all right?" my mom
calls out from the other side of the door. I can hear concern in her voice.
Oh my God! I think I said ‘I just want to
die" at loud! Stupid me
"Yes, mother," I reply, hoping she
will go away ‘cause I don’t feel like talking to someone today.
"I just heard that you want to die and
honey, trust me, we can’t afford paying for your funeral right now."
AH! My goodness! How can my mom say that!
Does she know what I’m feeling right now?
Mom you’re not helping, I want to say but
keep it myself.
"I know, mom, but just let me know when
we can afford one." I say sarcastically.
Mother can be really annoying but she and I
are okay except we don’t really have that mother and daughter special
relationship. We hardly talk except if she needs to ask question and tell me to
do some housework. Okay, well, we talk about school and life BUT it’s not that
often. And as for my dad, we’re not that close too. He works too much and I
want to spend time with him but I guess there’s a reason for him working two
jobs. I mean, as I told you before, we only live in a very small house and
trust me, we still need to pay for it.
So if you’re really rich, you’ll consider us
as really poor people. To tell you the truth, we’re the OUTCAST of this
neighborhood. We only own one car and it is a very rusty, brown 1970 Cadillac.
And my dad is always having problems with it BUT hey, we couldn’t afford to buy
a new one so we just have to stick with that junky one.
Anyway, enough of my sick life. Okay, where
were we anyway? Oh, yeah, my mother is still outside on the other side of the
door.
"All right, sweetie, but I doubt that
you can have a proper funeral this near future because we have a lot of bills
to pay. So, just hang in there." Then, I hear her leave.
See, I told you, my life is pathetic. Boy oh
boy, my life won’t get better, will it?
~sigh~ So, I guess Jack Dawson will never
talk to me since he found himself a new girl to hang out with. I mean, it’s not
like we hang out a lot. For Pete’s sakes, we only got together just ONCE! And
it was the happiest day of my life.
Later, mis amigas! Imma kill myself now. Oh
wait, I can’t! My parents couldn’t afford it. And DUH! The story is not done
yet ^_^
Hugs,
The BORING Rose