Story by, Rejoice
#Jeremy ‘s POV
I can’t fucking believe that I was called to the principal’s office.
Why would the man wanna see me?
I stood up and walked out of the classroom, heading to the principal’s office.
“Jeremy” Mr Greg called as I walked into his office.
“You called for me.” I said.
“Yes. Its about Ms Ashley.” He said.
“She is fired. Isn’t she?” I said.
“Yes. But we still need to know the reason why she had to be fired.” He said.
I rolled my eyes.
“She’s fired and thats all that matters!” I said with anger.
“Two female students came in the morning and there were really angry at why she had to be fire without no offence.” He said.
Two female students?
The snail and that bitch? They must be the ones.
“You see Jeremy, if we go on firing teachers and students keep complaining, this gonna cause something really bad to the school.” He said.
Who cares about that?
It should fucking go down if it wants to.
Why did dad had to use that witch’s name for the school anyway.
I just hate that he did.
I hate my mom.
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#Alexandra ‘s POV
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore—
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over—
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
#I_read the poem like it explains my situation.
Although it don’t fit to the reason for my sadness, I just read it cos it sounds like a sad poetry.
I just stayed back in class..
I was just too sad to go out, or to check on Steph.
Maybe she’s gonna come.
Even though I had nothing in the morning, I still wasn’t hungry.
I felt a little pain in my stomache, jxt a little but It seemed as if its hunger now.
I ignored it and it stopped.
I flipped through more poems to read.
But then Steph wasn’t coming and I got worried.
So I stood up to go check on her in her class.
I heard giggles and laughter as I walked out of the class.
Why are they laughing?
And who are they laughing at?
I walked to my locker, dropped my book, closed it back and turned to leave but someone appeared in front of me like a ghost do.
But then I realiased it was the bitch and I glared angrily at him.
He stared fiercely at me too.
“Was that only what you could do?” He asked.
I ignored him, with my eyes still glaring at him.
Remembering Ms Ashley and I wish I could just kill him.
“Answer me snail.” He said.
“Get out of my way.” I said.
“Oh. I will, why should I stand close to something like you huh?” He said.
I bit my lips in anger.
“Your happiness comes from infuriating people.” I said.
“Answer my damn question.” He said.
“Damn, you called it. Its a damned question.” I said.
“The principal can’t get Ms Ashley back and you can’t either so I hope you keep dying inside with so much anger.” He said with a smirk smile.
I narrowed my eyes angrily at him..
“Ms Ashley’s gonna get a better work that pays more in no time. Don’t think Ellas is the only school in Florida!” I said to him face.
“Oh.. you should know this, Ellas is the only High school in this state, that pays the highest salary to its teachers. Get that snail. You know nothing.” He said.
“Get out of my way.” I said.
“Hope you gave Chris a warm hug for saving your damn ass?” He asked.
“What do you know about saving people? You are just a heartless bitch. Thats what you are.” I said.
“Do you have to answer questions in another way?” He asked, and got his hands into his pockets.
I tried to walk away but he pulled me back.
She tried to walk away,
And I saw something.
A stain on her skirt.
Ugh.. What’s this?
So I pulled her back.
She tried to turn to face me but I held her, letting her back on me.
Fuck! How many people saw this!?
“Are you stupid? Let go off me, you punk!” She yelled.
I knew this are kinda embarrasing to girls when it happens and I wondered how she’s gonna react?
“Did anyone laugh at you while you were coming out of the class?” I asked.
“Why such a stupid question?” She asked.
“Just answer me.” I said.
“Um.. yes but it couldn’t be at me. They were probably laughing at theirselves.” She said.
“Not just one person?” I asked.
“No. Can you let go off me now!” She said.
“Are such an arrogant snail huh? Can’t you understand?” I yelled.
She tried to pull away but I held her more tight.
“Don’t move Alex!. Your…your..”
Okay, how do I say this to her?
Whatever. I’ll just go ahead.
“Your skirt is…is stained. Red stain actually.” I said awkwardly.
She went cold immediately.
“What? red stain? Oh my God..” She said it in a whisper.
“Yeah..” I said.
How could this shit happen to me.
Why didn’t I think about it when I ft those little pains in my stomache.
And those fools must have been laughing at me cos of it.
And now, Jeremy.
Oh God.. I’ve messed up real bad.
Im so embarrased.
I shut my eyes tight.
Is he jeering at me now?
Oh God I can’t believe this is happening to me.
I can’t wait to wake up from this horrible dream!
“Just stay calm. Don’t turn.” He said.
What’s he trying to do?
I can’t ask him. Im so embarrased that I can’t even talk.
I unheld her and pulled off my pullover.
This would look awkward but I just held it around her waist, the body part covering the stainside and I was about tightening the two sleeves but she took it.
“I.. I’ll do it.” She said.
I rolled my eyes.
“What’s there in tightening it?” I said and I let her do it.
It was better even though it looked awkward to see my pullover around her waist.
What are my fans gonna say?
“Thank you.” She said without turning and then walked off, towards the washroom passageway.
I just stared at her till she was out of sight.
Why did I smile?
I can’t believe I gave her my pullover.
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