2. Gossip

Leigh

When I walked in I noticed uncomfortably that people were looking at me and whispering about me. I walked into homeroom and more people stared.

"Do you remember her?"

"Leigh Donovan?"

"Why did she come back?"

"She looks pretty good."

"Well I heard she ran away and they sent her here."

"I heard she spent the summer in the hospital."

"For what?"

"Eating disorder maybe."

"I heard depression."

"I thought she was an alcoholic."

"I heard she failed all her classes in her old school and they thought it'd be easier to just send her here so she didn't have to repeat 11th grade."

"I hate this,And I don't walking around looking for it ya knowBut yesterday it seems just wonder around till it found me you know likeGossip found meThen why don't you try prove itHow?You don't know how to prove it?"

-Lil Wayne

Maybe it wasn't too late to go back to Port Angeles…

On the way to my next class someone came up to me.

"Hey I'm Tyler."

"Hi."

"I was wondering if maybe you'd like to go out on Saturday night."

"I'm sorry I can't I have to go visit my mom this weekend."

(I didn't really think I was ready for a date, and I was looking forward to seeing my friends this weekend.)

After Tyler walked away I heard a girl named Lauren whisper to him.

"I heard she's on drugs anyway, you don't want to get with a slut like that."

What I wouldn't give to punch that bitch right now.

Devon

School was always the same, I thought.

Except today there appeared to be a new point of gossip. A new girl had moved back to town. She was Mr. Donovan's daughter.

Mr. Donovan worked at the police station. He had just bought a house with his girlfriend Alyssa, because his elderly mother had died. Besides Leigh and his son Bryan who lived in Port Angeles with his mother, his only family was his older brother police chief Charlie Swan.

As far as I could tell no one had met Leigh. But they didn't need to. I heard the things they were thinking and saying about her, and I was sure she could to.

"Whore."

"Alcoholic."

"I heard she ran away."

"I heard she's suicidal."

I hadn't seen her yet, but I had seen her in a few boy's thoughts. She was very pretty and I wondered if the other girls were jealous. She had blue eyes, and hair that was almost the color of me and my brother's. I felt sorry for her.