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Chapter Two--

Harsh, Stupid Thoughts

On Monday Athena and I walked into school. Athena had her long soft blonde hair in ponytail, while mine was just put into down, just because my hair was short, only down to my chin. It was easier that way, just keeping it short, so that it made my face look bigger and not a tiny round ball of fat.

Not that I thought that I was fat, I thought that I was pretty and according to Nana (my grandmother), I was the 'cutest little girl' that she had ever met. Grandmother lived with my mother and my little sister Allison. Allison is seven.

Allison was a smart and outspoken girl. I was only thirteen, and according to Nana, admitting that was big. Nana was the best grandmother anyone could have. She was proud of every single thing that Allison and I did. Mami didn't always think that.

People think that my family is weird, calling my grandmother Nana and my mother Mami, but there is no way that I would ever think that. My family is Columbian, aka from South America. My father, Papi, died when I was seven in a bad car crash.

Everybody thought that that was why Athena and I were such good friends: because we both had parents that had died. Yet Athena's mother's death was as horrible for her, because she just lived without a mother. But Papi's death was bad, because I was used to him, having him there was amazing.

Madison once told me that she had a friend when she went back to Far Hills. They were eating lunch together one day and she adjusted her glasses, "You know what?" Madison's friend asked.

"What?" Madison answered.

"I miss the time when I could see the person across the table from me clearly." She said. And Madison said that she remembered that she had said that forever, just because she over-thought what she had said.

Madison told me these exact words, "After thinking about what Vinny, my friend, had said, I realized that people see through different eyes. People aren't sad or afraid when they have never lived with something that most people have, but people are sad and afraid when something is gone from their hands. Something that doesn't happen to everyone."

The fact that Athena had never had a mother made it impossible for her to miss it, because she didn't know what it was like. The fact that I had had a father, made me used to the fact of having it, and miss what I had had before.

Back to school; Athena and I walked up to our lockers, that were located next to each other just because we were next to each other in alphabetically.

My locker was decorated with things that said my name, stickers that I had made on the computer that said in big letters JEM. And even big letters that I had made that covered half of my locker door, spelling out my name. I had a couple of pictures up of Athena, Madison, and me.

Athena's locker was barely decorated at all. She had her schedule hung up and a sign that she had made saying, "Athena's Parking Only, All others will be towed." She also had a few pictures of our threesome, but her locker described her, a shy beautiful girl afraid of showing her real, true, creativity.

We both grabbed our stuff and walked to our separate homerooms. I sat in my assigned seat next to Ivy Daly, aka Poison Ivy, as Madison had named her. Behind Ivy were her drones, Rose Thorn and Phony Joanie. "Hello," Ivy said snobbishly to me.

"Hi Ivy," I said just to not create a fight. Ivy Daly was the most popular girl in school. Her boyfriend was Cameron Drew, the most snobby popular boy in school. Ivy and her drones were the opposite of Madison, Athena, and me. Ivy was mean and harsh and we were just at school because we were there to learn, not to meet cute guys and become popular; even though our lives ended up that way anyhow.

"How's your orphan friend?" Rose jumped in. I shuttered. Orphan? I thought Athena isn't an orphan!

"Her name, is Athena." I told them harshly.

"Same thing," Joanie joined her two friends, "It's an orphan name just the same." The three laughed just as the homeroom bell rang. This has to stop, they can't just treat Athena like that, I thought, this will not go on.

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"Th-th-they seriously said that about me?" Athena said stuttering in art class first period.

"Yes," I told her shading in a piece of the gown we were designing.

"Why?" She said.

"Because they are mean, and harsh." I told her reassuringly, I thought for a second, "And they think harsh, stupid thoughts."