Broken Beyond Repair
1: Thats odd
Nicky's POV:
I was getting books from my locker, when I heard it. Glancing behind me I saw a group of girls whispering and pointing to me. I knew I'd heard them say my name, but what were they talking about? Probably something stupid like how dare I wear a blue shirt or something. I shrugged it off, and started down the hall.
I didnt go far when I heard my name again. This time it came from a group of guys laughing over something. This is weird. I've never had guys talk about me behind my back before. I continued on, picking up my pace.
I entered a crowded hallway, and was suprised when my crush James walked right over to me smiling. Oh my gosh!!! Oh my gosh!!! "Hey Nicky." He said. "Oh hey." I said trying to remain calm. "So I think I have something in my eye. Could you check?" He asked, leaning in.
"I don't think so." I said. Keep it together girl! "Really cause I heard you think there's a whole ton of dreamy." He said. I froze, as the hallway erupted with laughter. How did he find out! My cheeks burned, and i shoved past him running down the hall.
I headed straight for the girls bathroom, and locked myself in the last stall. Who told him I thought his eyes wee dreamy? Who did I tell. I froze suddenly remembering when I had said that. Pulling out my phone, I scrolled through messages until I saw it. In my conversation with Holly.
How could she! Wait...how did the others know. I thought quickly about where she could have posted this. The schools website? Her blog? Facebook? Instagram...my heart pounded as i clicked my Instagram app. She had over 600 followers. If she...i found a screen shot of the text posted.
Angrily I exited the app, and texted," MEET ME IN THE WEST WING BATHROOM!!" Holly and Rebbeca. There was no way I could leave this bathroom. How could she?!
Minutes later, the door swung open and Rebbeca entered. "Hey!" She said happily, then saw my face and frowned. "What's up." She said. "Did you see Hollys Instagram?" I yelled. She froze. It was obvious she knew, but was trying to hide it. Nervously she fiddled with her hair and looked at the ground.
Holly flounced in, and rushed to the mirror to check her makeup. "What's up?" She asked, applying more mascara. "HOW COULD YOU POST MY TEXT ON INSTAGRAM!" I yelled. She didnt even put down her mascara when she said," it was funny! Anyway you should be thanking me." "Thanking you?" I said like it was the most absurd thing ever.
"Now James knows you like him! And now you know he doesn't feel te same, and you can move on." She replied, stashing her mascara in her pocket. "Why would you do that to me?" I asked quietly, blinking back tears. I couldn't show weakness, i was supposed to be the tough girl.
"I was trying to be nice, you know a friend. Since you can't see it maybe its best we aren't friends." She yelled, and Rebecca looked shocked. "Maybe you shouldn't." Started Rebecca, but Holly cut we off yelling,"SHUT UP!" Rebecca instantly fell silent.
I stared at Holly. She knew what had happened to me in middle school. She had promised to never stab me in the back. And why was she doing this? Probably to get in good with the popular kids. An ugly girl like me would oNly hold her back. "Ok." I said. "Good luck loser." She said smirking, and strode towards the door.
Rebecca stayed still, looking between the two of us. Holly stopped and turned commanding."Reba lets go! Unless you want to join her in the Lonley Loser Club." Rebecca hurried after her, and left without looking back.
I waited a minute, then dashed from the bathroom, leaving the school building. I couldn't deal with this anymore. My ability to trust had been so small, and I felt like I couldn't trust anyone. By the time i got a block away, the tears had begun to fall. I didnt need to keep up the tough girl act with no one watching.
i had to get away from here to think. I thought for a minute, then knew where I had to go. I hurried back to school, and climbed into my car. Jamming the keys in the ignition, I sped off. Sure I was ditching, but who cares. No one would miss me anyway
I was getting books from my locker, when I heard it. Glancing behind me I saw a group of girls whispering and pointing to me. I knew I'd heard them say my name, but what were they talking about? Probably something stupid like how dare I wear a blue shirt or something. I shrugged it off, and started down the hall.
I didnt go far when I heard my name again. This time it came from a group of guys laughing over something. This is weird. I've never had guys talk about me behind my back before. I continued on, picking up my pace.
I entered a crowded hallway, and was suprised when my crush James walked right over to me smiling. Oh my gosh!!! Oh my gosh!!! "Hey Nicky." He said. "Oh hey." I said trying to remain calm. "So I think I have something in my eye. Could you check?" He asked, leaning in.
"I don't think so." I said. Keep it together girl! "Really cause I heard you think there's a whole ton of dreamy." He said. I froze, as the hallway erupted with laughter. How did he find out! My cheeks burned, and i shoved past him running down the hall.
I headed straight for the girls bathroom, and locked myself in the last stall. Who told him I thought his eyes wee dreamy? Who did I tell. I froze suddenly remembering when I had said that. Pulling out my phone, I scrolled through messages until I saw it. In my conversation with Holly.
How could she! Wait...how did the others know. I thought quickly about where she could have posted this. The schools website? Her blog? Facebook? Instagram...my heart pounded as i clicked my Instagram app. She had over 600 followers. If she...i found a screen shot of the text posted.
Angrily I exited the app, and texted," MEET ME IN THE WEST WING BATHROOM!!" Holly and Rebbeca. There was no way I could leave this bathroom. How could she?!
Minutes later, the door swung open and Rebbeca entered. "Hey!" She said happily, then saw my face and frowned. "What's up." She said. "Did you see Hollys Instagram?" I yelled. She froze. It was obvious she knew, but was trying to hide it. Nervously she fiddled with her hair and looked at the ground.
Holly flounced in, and rushed to the mirror to check her makeup. "What's up?" She asked, applying more mascara. "HOW COULD YOU POST MY TEXT ON INSTAGRAM!" I yelled. She didnt even put down her mascara when she said," it was funny! Anyway you should be thanking me." "Thanking you?" I said like it was the most absurd thing ever.
"Now James knows you like him! And now you know he doesn't feel te same, and you can move on." She replied, stashing her mascara in her pocket. "Why would you do that to me?" I asked quietly, blinking back tears. I couldn't show weakness, i was supposed to be the tough girl.
"I was trying to be nice, you know a friend. Since you can't see it maybe its best we aren't friends." She yelled, and Rebecca looked shocked. "Maybe you shouldn't." Started Rebecca, but Holly cut we off yelling,"SHUT UP!" Rebecca instantly fell silent.
I stared at Holly. She knew what had happened to me in middle school. She had promised to never stab me in the back. And why was she doing this? Probably to get in good with the popular kids. An ugly girl like me would oNly hold her back. "Ok." I said. "Good luck loser." She said smirking, and strode towards the door.
Rebecca stayed still, looking between the two of us. Holly stopped and turned commanding."Reba lets go! Unless you want to join her in the Lonley Loser Club." Rebecca hurried after her, and left without looking back.
I waited a minute, then dashed from the bathroom, leaving the school building. I couldn't deal with this anymore. My ability to trust had been so small, and I felt like I couldn't trust anyone. By the time i got a block away, the tears had begun to fall. I didnt need to keep up the tough girl act with no one watching.
i had to get away from here to think. I thought for a minute, then knew where I had to go. I hurried back to school, and climbed into my car. Jamming the keys in the ignition, I sped off. Sure I was ditching, but who cares. No one would miss me anyway
6/28/13