Chapter 2: Lunch
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I skipped 2nd period because there was no need to go since it was some lame excuse to learn about something that was in the past and it had already happened. During second period I stayed in that private bathroom only used for handicaps. In there I had my cigarette and after I got my knife and started cutting from my wrists to my elbow 'til it was all covered in blood. My arm was dripping with blood. I looked at it, just the red color was hypnotizing, and I cleaned up my mess of blood making sure that there was none left. I headed for the cafeteria; it was 10 minutes before the bell rang. I walked in the perfectly clean cafeteria and went to my table in the corner. Even though I could go anywhere of school campus, I choose the school. I waited patiently until the bell rang.
The bell rang, everybody came through the doors of the cafeteria. It was like people waiting for season tickets to the semi-finals of football. I wanted to throw up; it's like this every single year. And then I saw her . . ., that preppy girl from who knows where, maybe she's from California. She comes in smiling like this is Happy Go Lucky's. I must have not put my message to her that I wanted nothing to do with her but she is coming all the way across the cafeteria to sit next to me, how wonderful.
"Hi!" she says smiling.
I stayed silent.
"Your Emma right?"
I nodded my head
"Well I'm Julia, nice to meet you" she held out her hand for me to shake.
That's when I had enough of her. No one is my friend and no one is even allowed to talk without me smashing their face in. Doesn't she know she's supposed to stay away from me?
"Look," I say staring straight into her eyes. "Who are you? You have no right to come up to me and ask a question,"
She puts her hands down and starts to back off.
"Don't talk to me, you're not my friend, so why are you here? Back the hell off," I said. She does, and runs out of the cafeteria, covering her face while crying. I've done my job and now she's probably in the bathroom crying. I just sit there waiting for the bell to ring so I can skip the rest of the day and meet my so-called "boyfriend".
The bell rang, everybody came through the doors of the cafeteria. It was like people waiting for season tickets to the semi-finals of football. I wanted to throw up; it's like this every single year. And then I saw her . . ., that preppy girl from who knows where, maybe she's from California. She comes in smiling like this is Happy Go Lucky's. I must have not put my message to her that I wanted nothing to do with her but she is coming all the way across the cafeteria to sit next to me, how wonderful.
"Hi!" she says smiling.
I stayed silent.
"Your Emma right?"
I nodded my head
"Well I'm Julia, nice to meet you" she held out her hand for me to shake.
That's when I had enough of her. No one is my friend and no one is even allowed to talk without me smashing their face in. Doesn't she know she's supposed to stay away from me?
"Look," I say staring straight into her eyes. "Who are you? You have no right to come up to me and ask a question,"
She puts her hands down and starts to back off.
"Don't talk to me, you're not my friend, so why are you here? Back the hell off," I said. She does, and runs out of the cafeteria, covering her face while crying. I've done my job and now she's probably in the bathroom crying. I just sit there waiting for the bell to ring so I can skip the rest of the day and meet my so-called "boyfriend".
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