I was shaking during homeroom the next day, waiting for Jessica to come over to me with some news, like she almost always did. The second I saw her, I knew she was pissed. She stumbled into the seat behind the one I sat beside and said "I hate Aubrey." I didn't understand her, at all.
Let me explain Aubrey for you, in simple words, she is a slut. But no one admits it to her. She has three boyfriends at a time and always starts useless drama, no one needs her, but damn is she helpful sometimes.
"Why?" I said, sniffing. I always sniffed, but I was never sick, I wasn't crying either. I guess it's just habit now.
"She's going for Marcus; she hasn't even known him for a day!" She shook her head in anger. I was a little upset over that, but I didn't think of anything of it…
The bell rang and the regular morning routine started: questions, prayer requests, praying, and then class. Today was English for first period, so we just stayed in the same room. English was boring now to me, I loved it in my old school, but now I hated it, it was all grammar and spelling… Who cares? I don't.
English passed fast, and then we had Chapel… Like every other Wednesday. Usually I was purposely late for Chapel, but today I wanted to be early. No reason. Okay that's a lie, there was one reason...
I walked in, took a seat, and waited. Jessica and Destiny showed up, and slid in, seconds after, I saw Aubrey and Emma (Aubrey's best friend, but she was nothing like Aubrey) walked in; Aubrey looked like she was going to scream of excitement.
Jessica nudged me and whispered, "She's going out with Marcus." I shot her a "The hell?" look, I instantly knew I shouldn't even like this kid, even if Aubrey is a slut, he could have said no.
I saw Marcus walk in and I shot my head down. I didn't want to look; I didn't want to like him. I started shaking again.
I hear Aubrey's squeaky voice yell, "Marcus sit here!" – I knew she meant beside her, because you know, once you start dating someone in Aubrey's mind, you're her property. I shot my head up to check if he did, and sure enough, he did… And he had his arm around her.
I haven't felt this jealous in my life – what is happening to me?