Chapter 3
Tamika Jones was a fifteen year old, sophmore student. She had long black hair, and dark brown eyes. She was the average height of a fifteen year old girl, and she was skinny. She was not the average teenager, according to her classmates. She attended Glencon Academy, and had no friends.
While all the teenage girls were out buying clothes, putting on make up, and going to parties, she was at home writing stories. She was known for a writer at school, and all her classmates would bully her into doing their homework for them.
She hated school, because of her lack of friendship, but she, however, love going to classes. She recieved good grades, and the kids picked on her for that. She was also picked on for not wearing the right type of clothes, and being a goody-goody.
Tamika did her best to fit in with the people at school, but no mattter what she did she was always made fun of. She was growing tired of it. She never made fun of them, nor did she fight them. She found beauty within.
Her not having friends never stopped her from doing good in school. She was on the school's cheerleading team, book club, National Honors Society, and she had all honors classes. For that people would throw things at her, like pennies, even though she was no longer a freshman.
Tamika spent her lunch hour in different places, she avoided the lunchroom because people threw milk cartons at her. She sat in the library reading and writing. Her current story was about a nice boy she would meet and they would become friends. He was the coolest person that she would meet.
She knew the story wasn't real, but she loved to write about it.
On Friday morning, she was awaken by her little sister, Karen, screaming in her ear.
"Wake up, 'mika! Mom says get up for school!"
Tamika would wake up and find her sister running around her room in her favorite pink tu-tu. She wore that tu-tu day in and out. Her mom tried to was it, but Karn kicked and scream. She liked her tu-tu and refuse to let anyone wash it.
By the time Tamika got dressed and ready for school, who whole family was sitting at the breakfast table. Her father, Randy, was a mechanic. Her mother, Tammy, was a stay at home mom. Her older sister, Sarah, was a senior at her school, and quite popular. And her little sister, Karen, was in first grade.
Tamika sat down and helped herself to some bacon and eggs, listening to her sister talk about her plans for the weekend.
"I''m going to Lori's house for her party." she was saying. "She always have the best parties. I hope Chad'll be there."
Lori was the captain of the cheerleading squad and Sarah's best friend. The only reason Tamika got to be on the squad was because her mother said Sarah couldn't get on, unless Tamika got on. Chad was the boy that Sarah was crushing on. She kept hinting that he would go to the prom with her.
"And what time is this party?" her mother asked.
"It starts ten o' clock tonight and ends ten o'clock sunday night." she answered as if nothing was wrong with the time.
"Absolutely not!" the mother said. "You are not staying at a party where there are boys for two days."
"Why not? All my friends will be there."
"If all your friends jumped off a cliff will you do it?"
"Hmm." Sarah said thoughtfully. "What outfit are they wearing?"
Tamika and Sarah arrived at Glencon Academy at seven-thirty, because classes start at eight o' clock. The minute they got into the school, Sarah went off with a group of friends, not wanting to hang around Tamika. Sarah has never stood up for Tamika, but was the ring leader of the cheerleaders teasing. She was punished for it when Tamika had come home in tears, and was forbidden to drive the car until her twenty first birthday.
Since the library wasn't open, Tamika made her way to her first class, Biology, by herself. When she got to the second floor, she found that it was deserted except for a few students. To avoid arguments, she went down stairs, and went all the way around the first floor, then back upstairs to the deserted classroom.
The door was still locked and the lights were off. She stood by the door, waiting for the bell to ring.
After the bell rang, the class assembled in the classroom. The class looked more like a lab. There was about fifteen lab tables in rows, five in each row. Then there was a large one, for the teacher, in front of the class.
Tamika, pulled out her book and turned to chapter ten, Genetic Engineering, as the class took their seats. Two people to a lab table, but she didn't have to worry about that. No one never sat next to her. She found herself working on the assigned project by herself.
The day continued to be all the same as the others. In Geometry, her group yelled at her for not giving them the answers to the worksheet, even though she had them. They had told her to shut up and was afraid to say anything.
In Culinary Arts, they laughed at her when someone purposely stomped around her oven and slammed the door to make her cake fall.
All through their fifteen minutes in division, they threw paper balls and pennies at her. At lunch she was forced to go into the lunchroom, because the library was still closed, where they through a whole meal at her.
During spanish, they wouldn't let her be on anyone's team during Spanish Jeopardy. During gym class, she was hit in the face several times with a basketball.
By the end of the school day, she was glad that it was the weekend. She would forget the horrible things that had happened to her today. She had two days to enjoy, without being bothered.
As she closed her locker, she wished for a friend that would hang with her no matter how smart she was, or the clothes she wore. She wanted a friend who cares about what is on the inside of a person, rather than the outside. But she didn't likely believe it. Nothing good ever happened to her.
I know this has nothing to do with Harry, but she still is a important part of the story. I just wanted to give you guys a background of this character. Remember this story comes from many points of views. And it takes place during Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts.
