Life and Lies pt.1 revised and expanded

Rosetta Jenkins is the kind of person that most schools have. She’s the kind of person that thinks they’re better than every one else, and cares only of themselves. I hated Rosetta from the first time my eyes had to put up with looking at her. 1

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I’m everything my parents don’t want me to be, and I take no interest in what they want me to be. I feel as if the decisions I make in my life, she be based on what I want, and only what I want.3

It was yet another day of school, and I knew right away that the black figure heading for my bed was my mother coming to wake me up. As usual I dressed myself, brushed my hair, and walked out the door. MY school was 4 blocks away from where I lived. Not a long walk which is good, yet it was still an agonizing trip to take everyday, only because I knew I was heading going to “hell”. 4

When I reached the sidewalk I was immediately greeted with the voice of Rosetta Jenkins. She was also heading to school but with 3 of her friends. Ignoring her presence I continued walking to school. It was only seconds after she noticed me when I realized Rosetta was now whispering. I had a pretty good idea of what they were talking about. Me. But it was nothing new. I continued to school, and tried my best to avoid a conflict.5

Anger was building inside me. I couldn’t take walking in front of them knowing they were talking about me, so I quickened my pace.  But as I did this I heard my name come from her mouth, and they all laughed for a short second.6

I clenched my fist as to help myself from exploding, but it didn’t work. I stopped walking, and turned around to face them. They quickly noticed the look of fury on my face and stopped laughing. Before I could think the words shot out of my mouth.7

“I’m sorry. But did you happen to notice me walking right in front of you, By any chance. Because I’m pretty sure you’ve been behind me this whole time.”8

I wasn’t in the mod to wait for a response, so i turned back around, and continued to walk quit fast until I reached hell… I mean school. 9

Later that day in lunch, I found myself sitting all alone at a table that is meant to seats 5 persons. I slowly started to eat my food when I saw Rosetta Jenkins stand up from her table that was infested with preps. She started walking towards me. Eying her carefully as she approached me, I was sure she just wanted to apologize for what happened earlier that morning. With a small grin on her face she pulled out a seat and sat down next to me. And right away she started to apologize10

“look I’m sorry this morning. No hard feelings”.11

“Um sure”12

I replied with a look of disbelief. 13

“Great then.” She said back.14

“I wanted to ask you if you’d like to hang out this weekend. Desire and I are going to be at my house on Saturday, and my parents are going to be gone all night. I would really like it if you could come.” She asked me like I was one of her friends. 15

“Well I’m not sure but I could get back to you on that”. I told her after thinking about it for a second.16

“Okay, sounds good. Talk to you later” she said then got up and went back to her own table.17

As she sat down I could see the attention drawn to her. Every one was watching her talk. I figured for a second that her plan to get me to stay the night with her was just going to be a trick, something to set me up, so they could pick on me. Without finishing my lunch I got up and left. Knowing that their trick would not go as planned, because I know what they are up to, and there’s no way I’m going to stay with Rosetta, and Desire, especially overnight. 18

I finished the day up and headed home. I decided I would just drop the subject of staying with Rosetta, and not even mention it to my mother. Feeling tired and exhausted from a long day in school, I found my bed and drifted into a nice deep sleep. 19

Waking up the next morning was a giant blur. I didn't really gain conciseness until I was whacked on the head with a ruler in my 6th period math class. I was pared up with Denis Thatcher to construct a graph. Quickly I came to my senses. I then buried my head in my math book and got to work. 20

“Hey, Mel” I head her innocent small voice call. I thought about turning around and being rude. But of course I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I turned my head slightly, but not to act as if I was surprised to see her.21

“Yes… do you need something?” was all I was able to say in a way that really meant “if you need something ask someone else.”22

She stared back at me with a dumbfounded look, and slowly started to talk. 23

“Have you found out if you could stay at my house on Friday yet”? 24

“I don’t think I can make it.” I quickly spoke back, not even thinking about the matter.25

“Why not?” Rosetta said back, looking upset.26

“Well I have to go to a birthday party that night. Sorry” I lied and turned back around, waiting for her to say something more. But she just turned around and left. 27

The sustaining thought of having to go to Rosetta’s was stuck in my mind for the rest of the day. I knew something evil was being thought out in her head, and I had now way of knowing when she would play out this thought. Just looking at her without her peering back was enough to see the evil that she seemed to posses.  The innocent clothing and make-up gave her no defense in hiding her evil thoughts. Every one could see it but they tried their best to avoid her.28

When I arrived home that night I decided to get my homework finished right away, so I went up to my room, and pulled out the my ten pound history book, and went at it. About 15 minutes into learning about prehistoric America. I heard the phone ring.  I figured it was Father calling from his break, or my Grandmother wanting to chat. Never did I think it was Rosetta’s mother.29

I was shaken when my mother knocked on bedroom door. I got up dashed toward the knocking and opened. 30

“What, I’m trying to get some work done.” I said.  31

“That was Rosetta Jenkins’ mother on the phone. She said that Rosetta was having a get together over on Friday night, and asked if you would be able to go.”32

“And what did you tell her?” I asked her anxiously.33

“Well I told her it would be perfect If you went there that night, because your father and I have to leave anyway.”34

“What” I gasped. 35

“I told her today I dint want to got”. 36

“Well I’m sorry. Maybe it would be good for you so go somewhere, your always home anymore.  Besides she seems like a nice girl”. 37

“Yeah sure, she’s so nice”. I said back, and then slammed the door in my mothers face. 38

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I believe Angst, and hatred leads to innocent death. All the bullying and peer pressure shit that’s brought on by the stereotype of life when you’re in high school is all started with selfishness. The of most important things to most people in high school is to be popular, and do whatever it takes to make themselves look better, and be excepted by their peers. Sometimes these people take their selfishness out on others, which sometimes leads to problems, big problems. 40