It was never easy. They say that it will but sadly that's never true. Well at least not for me. My name is Merrie, and I am a junior at Shermer High School 1985. I was the new girl in town, so I didn't really KNOW anybody. Anyway enough about me.
I woke up early on a Friday morning. I did the usual routine of getting ready, and putting on some eye liner and mascara. I finished getting ready and walked out of my apartment. Yes I live alone, but behind the school. Not too close though, because I'm just not a fan of hearing people scream for the football games. I was walking across the football field when I thought I heard my name being called. I ignored it and kept walking to the bleachers, until I heard it again. I turn to see Allison. "Oh hey." I said back to her. She was the only one willing to talk to me since I moved here. "Hey what are you up to?" She asked and I just shrugged and pulled out my last cigarette. "Just wanted to get here a bit early and have a smoke. You?" I asked as I lit the cigarette. "Well I was hoping you could show me some of your drawings."
I smiled and blew the smoke away from her. I put it out and got up to go to my locker. "Come on." I said and she followed suit. As we made it to my locker I pulled out one of my canvases of a landscape with the full moon. "Whoa…" I started getting a bit giddy seeing her smile. "You can have it if you wan-" I was cut off by, you know who, Queenie. The Bitch of them all, along with her clique following in suit. "Wow you did that? That's amazing." She said with pure sarcasm dripping from every word. I rolled my eyes and tried to hand Allison the canvas but Claire had snatched it away. "How rude! I just gave you a compliment." "You wouldn't know what a compliment was if you were slapped in the face with it." Just as I said this her clique had shredded my canvas.
I was furious. I looked at Allison with tears threating to some. Then I lost it. I grabbed the torn canvas and bashed in the cliques face. I grabbed her hair and started beating her with my bare hands. Next thing I know I'm being pulled off off her by Allison and saw Vernon already there. "What the hell is this?" He asked furious. "She tore up my canvas so I tore up her face." I said simply but that only added fuel to the flames. He assigned me Saturday detention. 'Great' I thought as Me and Alison went to first period.
At the end of the day Alison and me went back to my place. "I can come with you?" "To Saturday detention?" She nodded. "Okay. At least I won't be bored with you there." She smiled really happy and we discussed what to have for lunch. "I need to call my work and tell em I'm not gonna make it." She nodded still looking through my fridge. I dialed my part time job and luckily my boss understands, but tells me to make sure this doesn't happen again. I hung up and told Alison I'm ordering pizza. It was like this until we both fell asleep on the couch.