Well, I decided a roleplay would be too much for me/: Lmfao, my nephew is staying over. . . He is a real character:) He made me a corn-dog, erm he put it in the microwave and said it was for me:D I was too stuffed with pizza so I told him to eat it, he seemed more than happy to do so(:
Rinette34
Natalie P.O.V. (Eleven Years Old)
Sixth grade sucks. I barely have any classes with the guys. Dana, Shantie and Alexa are in most of them and I am completely alone.
I really wonder why they started to hate me way back in second grade. When Mr. Janeen posted up my roses on the wall, they 'accidentally' threw a marker at it and scribbled all over it.
They really just made it look better, though. The girls used bright pinks, oranges and yellows. I liked how it looked and that seemed to make them even more angry.
Sighing, I took my seat in the back of the classroom, next to Chasity. Chasity is a very nice, loud, girly kind of girl. She sometimes hangs out with the guys and me.
"Hi," she smiled, her bright pink braces slightly covering her pearly white teeth.
"Hey," I replied, "Ugh. I hate this class!"
The teacher walked in and we both groaned. Our teacher was very strict and boring. She's Mrs. Jermaine and she just does not like kids, I can tell you that.
The whole class was talking, except for Chasity and me, we knew better. "QUIET!" Mrs. Jermaine said loudly.
You could hear a pen drop from a desk and her eyes quickly zeroed in on Olive, the 'most likely to succeed'. I felt bad for her at times, she was quiet in the extreme, didn't have any friends and was always concentrating on schoolwork.
Mrs. Jermaine looked livid, "Pick it up!"
Shakily, Olive did as she was told and mumbled, "Sorry, Mrs. Jermaine."
Our teacher didn't say anything to her, but to the class, "Get your workbooks quietly and do problems on pages 71, 75, 83, 91 and 200. GO!"
"This fucking teacher is always on her rag," Chasity hissed quietly as we trudged to get our books.
"I know. At least, we don't get homework?" I mumbled back and retrieved my book to my desk. Math was my worst subject, but I got good grades at it.
Circumference, radius, what the hell? Ugh! Now, I have to go ask her for help. "Maan," I whined, "I don't get this!"
"The circumference is all the way around, it's formula is pi multiplied by diameter. The radius is just half of the diameter, which is the line straight across the circle," Olive said, not looking up from her workbook.
"Thanks," I whispered and jotted down what she just said. The rest of the pages were pretty easy after that.
The bell rang and Chasity quickly grabbed her pink backpack, while I hauled my light purple one. We had gym next period and then we had to come back to this class.
"Do you think Mrs. Laoma is in good mood?" I asked, as we passed Dana and her friends.
Chasity huffed, "Doubt it. Well, you never know, we're he favorite class- or so she says!"
The bell rang and we ran halfway across the rest of the campus to the gym. We dressed in our uniforms and ran outside.
We were among the first to get ready and as Mrs. Laoma took role-call, we spoke quietly. "Today, you will be running the mile test! If you don't make it before thirteen minutes, you all run me another lap."
Multiple groans were heard from our class, as the other p.e. teachers gave their kids basketballs and sports equipment.
Once we reached the field, Mrs. Laoma explained what she wanted and then, "Ready. Set. Go!" she screamed and we all took off running.
Chasity quickly fell behind after the first half lap. I walked with her, pulling her to go faster. "C'mon! Chasity speed-walk!"
"I hate running," she wheezed as kids from our class passed us.
Dana was one of them and shoved Chasity, "Hurry the fuck up! I am not running another lap because of you, bitch!"
Chasity's face was red and she paid no mind to what Dana said. We stopped for a while and then started running again. "Just..." she gasped, "Go, Natalie! I'll get there eventually," she panted and started falling behind me.
I shook my head, "Not gonna happen, Meraz. Give me your hand."
She didn't and looked away from me, so I just grabbed her hand and ran full speed the next to laps. We finished in eight minutes and twenty-three seconds.
Ironically, Dana was the last one to finish, luckily before eleven minutes. Mrs. Laoma dismissed us just as the bell rang.
We barely made it back to Jermaine's class.
To Chasity, I hissed, "I hate Mondays."
"Ditto," she smiled and sat down. She looked back up at me and shyly said, "And thanks, for not leaving me behind. You really are one of the best people out there, Natalie."
I felt heat rush up to my cheeks, stopping at my ears, "Not even!"
"Don't believe me, now. Eventually, you'll learn how right I am. I just hope you never change," she added silently.
As soon as I thought of something to say, she started humming and worked happily on her workbook.
For the next half hour, we didn't speak. It was pure comfortable silence. When the bell rang, she said, "Bye!"
"Bye," I mumbled back and packed my stuff, while she zoomed out the door.
Olive and I were the only one's left, besides the teacher.
"She was right you know," I heard a sweetly quiet voice whisper. It was Olive.
For a moment, I just stared at her wide-eyed. "What?"
"Chasity. You are one of the best people here. You almost never complain and if you do, then you find a way to fix what's bothering you. A lot of people like you, you know. They think your the sweetest girl at this school, it's why you have so many friends."
I just stood there, completely shocked. I had no idea people thought that of me! It never really bothered me whether people liked me or not. I was just... Me.
Olive left silently after uttered a small, "Have a nice day."
Again, I was self-shocked. "Miss Carter! Do I need to ask you to leave, or will you do it on your own?" Mrs. Jermaine yelled from her desk.
"Y-Yeah. I'm leaving right now. Goodbye, Mrs. Jermaine," I said, as I walked out of the room.
"Have a nice day, Natalie." she replied, not looking up from her desk.
Once I got home, I just changed into my uniform and ran to the community center to practice. Nobody knew I did this, not even Jacob, but I practice football.
My dad thought he enrolled me in ballet, but fortunately, he circled the subject in pencil. All I had to do was erase the circle and mark football. The coach, JayDee, was skeptical about me, but didn't say anything.
I'm really good and he even gave me an award for it. My parents still don't know that I keep my trophies in my old, wooden box. I wrapped them around Brady's old t-shirts. He hasn't noticed.
The rest of my day was fun, specially knocking down Jerry so Lance could finish the touchdown.
When I returned home, Dad was in the kitchen. Crap, I hope he doesn't notice how muddy I am. "Natalie, is that you?"
"Uh... YEAH, DADDY! I'M REALLY TIRED, SO I'M JUST GONNA SHOWER AND GO TO BED!" I yelled., trying to run up the stairs.
"Aren't you gonna eat?" he yelled back.
Thank God he didn't come to the staircase, "NO! COA- I MEAN, MISS MARY FED US BEFORE WE LEFT! I HAD FUN... At ballet. G'NIGHT, DAD!"
Hus deep voice boomed, "Night!"
I jumped in the shower and sighed, then winced as I felt the bruise on my arm. It was when I tackled down Jerry, he accidentally kneed my arm and kept apologizing the rest of the two hours.
After I finished and was in my pajamas, I jumped in my lime green bed and sighed in contentment. I finished my homework and then watched television for a while. After ten minutes of midlessly flipping through channels, I turned off my t.v. and the lights.
Feeling like something was watching me, I ran to bed and squealed. I felt so warm in my bed. My comfort. Oh how I love you.
Before I slipped away, I thought to myself.
My life is like no other and I love it.
I was delayed one day. Have you guys noticed that I try to update very three days?:) It's 8:50 p.m. Exactly here in California. Earlier, the day was amazingly beautiful! The sun was out and there was a slight wind. Days like this one was, are my favorite;D
Hope you guys had a great day as well and that tomorrow is even better!(: