****Hello everyone! Guess who got into her drama club's production? ME! I have officially been cast as the principal! Only now she is not a lesbian, but a jew. Still the character is hilarious! So anyways here is chapter 11!
PS: Many of what Ana says in the chapters is from my best friend Hayley's blog 'The Pretty Project'. The blog is really good. There are stories about people's expierience of not being pretty and how they cope with it. I even have a story up there about myself. So here is the link! Hope you check it out!
fallowtheproject
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PPS: i saw breaking dawn part one yesterday! The movie theater was PACKED. EVERYONE was there to see the movie. All i have to say is... I LOVE EDWARD SO MUCH! I am Team Edward all the way!
PPPS: sorry for being short. Was busy this week.
This is Rosalie's POV, the month is September, and remember...Rosalie is British.
Enjoy and REVIEW!
BeautifulBroken: luckly, today is one of the computer's good days. i have had many episodes where i couldn't even open my document of the story! Ana is such a bitch. i have to agree with that.
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YardApe: Me too! Dana is adorable and she reminds me of Rosalie. Even though the ages are different, they both are going through the same struggle. Hope you like this chapter! Ps: did you hear that mariska adopted again? she adopted a baby boy named Andrew.
Chapter 11:
"Rosalie?"
I slowly open my eyes. I am on the ground in the middle of the hallway, with people looking down on me. The principal, Ms. Sanchez is next to me.
"Rosalie?"
I slowly sit up. I hate that everyone is staring at me.
"Are you okay?" she asks with concern.
"Yeah, fine," I quickly answer, standing up and starting to walk away.
"Wait! You should go see the nurse Rosalie," Ms. Sanchez says, grabbing my arm.
"I said that I'm fine," I say again, walking away from the scene. That was so embarrasing! I hope that doesn't happen again.
*S*V*U*
Cheerleading practice was another embarrasment. We learned our routine for the homecoming game and of course I did the wrong step which ruined the entire routine. Everyone laughed at me. Lolah even laughed. Coach Sylvester got mad.
"THIS SUCKED! YOU ALL SUCKED! You make me sick..." she yelled, before marching out of the gymnasium.
"Thanks a lot fattie," Santana snapped.
"If you were a unicorn maybe Coach wouldn't be mad at us," Brittany says as she and Santana leave the gymnasium. When all the others cheerleaders are gone, Lolah comes over to me and says,
"Don't worry Rose, you'll get better with the routine,"
She then leaves with all the rest. I am left alone. So I thought...
"You really stank today,"
I flipped around to find Ana behind me.
"Santana was correct. You are a fattie,"
"Do you have to always put me down?" I snap at her, beginning to walk towards the gym doors, but suddenly Ana is in front of me.
"I am only being truthful,"
"Well you're truthfulness is pissing me off!" I snap again. Trying to push past her but she blocks the doors.
"Is this how to treat ME? You're best friend?" she asks, looking offended.
"You are NOT my best friend! We weren't friends in the beginning! Just go away and leave me alone!" I scream. I begin walking the other way towards a different pair doors that would take me outside. Suddenly I hear a roar that shakes the entire gym. I flip around, but Ana is gone.
"After all I did for you and this is how you thank me?"
I scream and turn around. Ana wasn't there. What was going on?
"I am your best friend Rosalie. You need to know this,"
I turn around again. Ana was still not here. I am losing my mind!
"We will fight, but you will always come back to me. I will never leave you, and you will never leave me!"
Suddenly Ana appears...but there are tons of them. All making a circle around me. All talking at the same time.
"Isn't this what you wanted? You wanted to be skinny, Rosalie,"
I feel dizzy again.
"You wanted to be skinny Rosalie...You wanted to be skinny Rosalie..."
Suddenly my heart stops and I pass out again.