Angelina
I walked into class that night, my hair put up in a side pony, my purple tank top looked great with my short black skirt.
I sat in the back of the class next to Bella she looked horrible. She was also wearing a purple tank top, but she had on a pair of really baggy sweats, her hair matted, and she had on a lot of eyeliner to cover the bags under her eyes.
Well, I guess she can't look worse.
I gave her a dirty look then handed note to her. It said
I don't even know why you Care to come to class if you look that bad anyway.
She sighed.
Well I guess I realized before you that this world isn't a material world. Quit trying to be Madonna, Ok princess. You are a vampire not the queen of England, so grow up and listen to what you say and how bad it makes you sound.
I felt upset by what she said. I smirked at her, then the bell rang. I left class.
Bella
I hate Angelina so much it makes me mad.
I walked into my room and called Jake. "Hey Jake do you want to come over to my school and hang out with me?"
I asked him, he was on his way instantly.
He knocked on my window. "Hey I brought a movie." He said. "Oh, cool." I replied.
What movie did he bring!
"So what movie did you bring?" I asked. "Oh I brought ZOMBIELAND" He replied. "I have been wanting to see that. So Jake... do you like me?"
I asked. "Of course I like you." He said. "I mean more than that." I said. "Okay ya I do."
He smiled. Well that concludes that. "Will you be my girl or do you just want to be friends?" He asked. I answered him with a hug. "I want to be more than friends." I said. He smiled. He was mine now.
I felt better. Well I guess my problem is solved.
We watched the movie. I like the Twinkie part it made me laugh for some reason... the whole movie was funny though. I thought it was awesome that Emma Stone plays in it. Emma Stone is cool.
I smiled at everyone that I saw that night. I was in a good mood, and Angelina may not hate me anymore because I won't be depressed or ugly anymore.
I thought it was really funny because I went to Angelina's room to tell her I wouldn't be a problem to her anymore. When she opened the door she looked horrible.
She had absoluteley no makeup on and she was hideous. She had bags under her eyes, and acne. Wow she is a really hipicritical person.
I smiled and came in. "Well I won't be bothering you anymore." I said then I walked out of her room. I went on my way. I got in bed and went to sleep for the day.
I felt a stab to my side, then another, and another. It was excrusiating, I started screaming so loud it hurt my own ears. Then I saw a pair of evil looking eyes, glaring at me. They were a smoldering black with red speckles, they where filled with blood, it really creeped me out.
I ran away from them, but everywhere I looked... all I saw was them. Then I felt a stab to my leg. I felt my leg buckle under me then I fell.
I awoke at two-thirty p.m. sweat pouring down my face, I couldn't go back to sleep so I just lay there for a long time, after about two hours I fell asleep again. I was so tired that night.