drama and cheer chapter one
the light was dim on her face as she looked out the window. even though it was early in the afternoon, it was a snow storm, and that
darkened the sky. she wasnt looking at anything inperticular, just staring into the courtyard and thinking about likfe. thinking about
him. it had been over a year since he had left her for that slut. Jeanette sniffled back tears as she remembered that night. as she
stared out at the brick walls of the courtyard, it all came back to her...
"Simon? there you are. were have you been?" Jeanette asked. "i was just at a friends house" was His responce. She studied his
face. his eyes relealed nothing, those beutiful blue eyes. His lip was still as well. it quivered slightly when he lied. She know him way
to well. as the lightning and thunder went on and on outside, they stood there. For some reason, as much as she trusted him, there
was something out of place. she went up to him, just to kiss him. That is when the smell hit her. it was a new, unfirmiliar scent. it
was a female perfume, but not one she ever used. she felt the tears swell up in her eyes and she looked up at him. he looked away,
afraid to meet her stare. she shook her head in disbelief. "why, Simon? what did i do wrong?" she asked before she bust out crying.
she ran out of the room and into the dark hallway that led to her bedroom. since they were only 13, they couldnt own there own
house. he ran after her. down the hall and into the bedroom at the far left. the normaly navy and deep purple room was dark. he could
hear her sobs all the way from were he was. they were coming from the purple bed on the other side of the room. he stood there. he
didnt know what to do. she was right. he had been out with another girl. they were old friends. her boyfriend had left her and she just
wanted someone to talk to. they met in a hole-in-the-wall pizza shop. they talked and drank soda. then she kissed him. she was all
over him as they made out in the pizza joint. he broke out of it, got on his bike, and left. he never wanted any of it. his love, his soul,
his everything belonged to Jeanette. she was tall and had brown hair she kept in a massy bun. she wore navy and purple dresses,
her two favorite colors. he was tall and had dark hair as well. he wore jeans and a blue hoodie. that night...everything changed. that
one mistake caused her pain. he couldnt take it anymore. well she was crying alone in her dark bedroom, he slipped out of the
house and into the night...
that was last september. now it was january over a year later. the teacher droned on and on and on but she didnt care. she was all
alone in this world. it was his fault. he cheated, he left, and she was perfectly ok with never seeing him again. then the bell rang.
she sighed to herself, grabbed her stuff, and headed out of the classroom. she looked at the tan tile floor of the hallway as she
walked slowly to her next class. this is the way her life was now. she had been that way eversince that night. upon her arival int he
next room, another white-walled classroom with wood drars on the walls andf the old, beat-up desks that had been there since the
school's opening. in the seat next to her, there was a boy. she thought nothing of it, or him, dispite the fact that the seat next to her
was usually empty. she tried to focus on her school work, but she had been distracted. something about that boy...she glaced over
at him. he was at the saet near the window, looking out at the parkinglot. he had short dark hair and was dressed in jeanse, a t-shirt,
and a leather jacket. he was staring at her with his soft brown eyes. she found it a good feeling that he was staring at her. he found
her to be attractive, and looking at him, she kinda felt attracted to him, too