Author's Note:
Here it is... second chapter... signed, sealed, delivered, and just for you Snoopy!
Hope you like it!
~ Woodstock
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Jenna sat in the desk nervously, glancing around the room in a paranoid manner, she hated the first day of school. She hated being stared at as if she were some creature in a cage at a zoo... the feeling was very unnerving.
As she sighed deeply, feeling the panic ripping at her brain, suddenly she was distracted from her psychosis. Jenna glanced over at the doorway of the classroom where there was an abrupt ruckus, the teacher was dragging a student into the room by her backpack.
"God! I said I was coming! Can't I use my own feet!" the girl shouted madly as the teacher pulled her into the class, backwards.
The girl's sneakers squeaked against the tile floor as she crossed her arms across her chest nonchalantly. The teacher let go of the straps on her backpack, the girl almost fell backwards. The class roared in laughter as the girl struggled to her feet, her frizzy blonde pigtails flipping as she moved.
"I should sue your ass for abuse!" the girl fussed at the teacher.
"Sit down!" Mrs. Hathaway firmly insisted, glaring at the girl ominously.
The girl fumbled to the nearest empty desk, which was ironically right next to Jenna's. The blonde girl glanced over at her curiously, her eyes lined in smeared black eyeliner.
"Nice shirt..." she said, pointing slightly at Jenna's black Thirteen Ghosts t-shirt.
"Oh, thanks." She sighed back.
"I'm Sara..." the blonde muttered.
"Jenna." She answered back.
"Miss Goldstein! Pay attention!" the English teacher scolded Sara.
"Whatever!" she muttered evilly under her breath.
Jenna and Sara walked down the crowded hallway together after class.
"So, how's the world be treatin' ya so far?" Sara asked.
"Same as always... I just hate the first day." Jenna mumbled.
"Me too!" the blonde sighed back. "I need sugar!" she rambled anxiously.
Jenna only laughed slightly.
"But one thing you'll learn about this town..." Sara began. "Its boring as hell!" Jenna laughed in agreement. "Have you ever seen this one movie, SLC Punk? Its so damn good..." Sara was stopped in mid sentence as she glanced over at the boy they were about to pass in the hall... it was Tim.
Sara grew an appalled look on her face, then began to bark like a distempered dog.
"Arrrfff! Arrfff!" She howled as she glared at him evilly.
"Oh no! I see you've met Snoopy..." Tim said to Jenna as he walked over to them, Sara then began to growl viciously.
Jenna only shrugged innocently. Tim then grew tired of being barked at and walked away, glaring at Sara in anger.
"What was that all about?" Jenna asked Sara as they continued to move down the hall.
"What? Oh, him... he's a dog... what else?" Sara said dismissively.
"What? Why?" she asked slightly confused.
"It's a good thing its lunch... cuz this could take awhile to explain..." Sara muttered, leading them to the cafeteria.
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"See, Tim's problem is he has a whole lotta respect for himself... but none for other people, especially woman." Sara told her as they sat at the round white table together.
"What do ya mean?"
"Well, he's pretty much hated by every girl here... mainly because he's slept with pretty much every girl here. Except me, I not stupid enough for his games!" Sara said proudly.
"Well why do you hate him?" Jenna asked.
"He like totally broke my sister's heart... twice in fact. Once when he just used her for popularity, again when he cheated on her continuously... she finally got the hint and realized he was just an asshole, but by then it was too late, heart was broke." Sara stated sadly. "She must have cried for a month straight... but I tried to warn her... they never listen to reason, just because I failed a few psych evaluations!" Sara mumbled annoyed.
"When did this happen?" Jenna wondered.
"Uh..." Sara uttered, looking up as she tried to remember. "I think one year and four months ago. Liz, that's my sister, she's in her freshman year of college now."
"Wait... Tim was younger than her when he did that?" She asked shocked.
"Yep, she was 17, he was 16 and a half... no good son of a..." Sara started.
"That's harsh..." Jenna said at a loss for words.
"No... its stupid, and that's just what he is... STUPID!" she shrieked loudly, half the lunchroom looked at her oddly. "What?" she shrugged, everyone turned around and ignored the sudden outburst.
"Well... at least I learned something today, stay away from Tim." Jenna commented.
"Wow! What'd ya know... school is for learning after all!" Sara said in a surprised tone.
Here it is... second chapter... signed, sealed, delivered, and just for you Snoopy!
Hope you like it!
~ Woodstock
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Jenna sat in the desk nervously, glancing around the room in a paranoid manner, she hated the first day of school. She hated being stared at as if she were some creature in a cage at a zoo... the feeling was very unnerving.
As she sighed deeply, feeling the panic ripping at her brain, suddenly she was distracted from her psychosis. Jenna glanced over at the doorway of the classroom where there was an abrupt ruckus, the teacher was dragging a student into the room by her backpack.
"God! I said I was coming! Can't I use my own feet!" the girl shouted madly as the teacher pulled her into the class, backwards.
The girl's sneakers squeaked against the tile floor as she crossed her arms across her chest nonchalantly. The teacher let go of the straps on her backpack, the girl almost fell backwards. The class roared in laughter as the girl struggled to her feet, her frizzy blonde pigtails flipping as she moved.
"I should sue your ass for abuse!" the girl fussed at the teacher.
"Sit down!" Mrs. Hathaway firmly insisted, glaring at the girl ominously.
The girl fumbled to the nearest empty desk, which was ironically right next to Jenna's. The blonde girl glanced over at her curiously, her eyes lined in smeared black eyeliner.
"Nice shirt..." she said, pointing slightly at Jenna's black Thirteen Ghosts t-shirt.
"Oh, thanks." She sighed back.
"I'm Sara..." the blonde muttered.
"Jenna." She answered back.
"Miss Goldstein! Pay attention!" the English teacher scolded Sara.
"Whatever!" she muttered evilly under her breath.
Jenna and Sara walked down the crowded hallway together after class.
"So, how's the world be treatin' ya so far?" Sara asked.
"Same as always... I just hate the first day." Jenna mumbled.
"Me too!" the blonde sighed back. "I need sugar!" she rambled anxiously.
Jenna only laughed slightly.
"But one thing you'll learn about this town..." Sara began. "Its boring as hell!" Jenna laughed in agreement. "Have you ever seen this one movie, SLC Punk? Its so damn good..." Sara was stopped in mid sentence as she glanced over at the boy they were about to pass in the hall... it was Tim.
Sara grew an appalled look on her face, then began to bark like a distempered dog.
"Arrrfff! Arrfff!" She howled as she glared at him evilly.
"Oh no! I see you've met Snoopy..." Tim said to Jenna as he walked over to them, Sara then began to growl viciously.
Jenna only shrugged innocently. Tim then grew tired of being barked at and walked away, glaring at Sara in anger.
"What was that all about?" Jenna asked Sara as they continued to move down the hall.
"What? Oh, him... he's a dog... what else?" Sara said dismissively.
"What? Why?" she asked slightly confused.
"It's a good thing its lunch... cuz this could take awhile to explain..." Sara muttered, leading them to the cafeteria.
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"See, Tim's problem is he has a whole lotta respect for himself... but none for other people, especially woman." Sara told her as they sat at the round white table together.
"What do ya mean?"
"Well, he's pretty much hated by every girl here... mainly because he's slept with pretty much every girl here. Except me, I not stupid enough for his games!" Sara said proudly.
"Well why do you hate him?" Jenna asked.
"He like totally broke my sister's heart... twice in fact. Once when he just used her for popularity, again when he cheated on her continuously... she finally got the hint and realized he was just an asshole, but by then it was too late, heart was broke." Sara stated sadly. "She must have cried for a month straight... but I tried to warn her... they never listen to reason, just because I failed a few psych evaluations!" Sara mumbled annoyed.
"When did this happen?" Jenna wondered.
"Uh..." Sara uttered, looking up as she tried to remember. "I think one year and four months ago. Liz, that's my sister, she's in her freshman year of college now."
"Wait... Tim was younger than her when he did that?" She asked shocked.
"Yep, she was 17, he was 16 and a half... no good son of a..." Sara started.
"That's harsh..." Jenna said at a loss for words.
"No... its stupid, and that's just what he is... STUPID!" she shrieked loudly, half the lunchroom looked at her oddly. "What?" she shrugged, everyone turned around and ignored the sudden outburst.
"Well... at least I learned something today, stay away from Tim." Jenna commented.
"Wow! What'd ya know... school is for learning after all!" Sara said in a surprised tone.