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A new day, a new me part 2

Here’s part 2, don’t know what happened with my profile the first time so I reposted it to the new profile. Hopefully they don’t delete me again.

First period is gone and second is already started, so I decide to take myself to the office to get a pass. Haven’t been to the office much cause I’m not in trouble much however apparently the new me gets some looks. “Student, take that hood off your head right now,” I hear from the offices. I pull it back to see the Principal Mrs. Jackson, an older Black woman, calling to me from her office. “Yes Ma’am,” I reply. She looks at me for a second and says,” Guy Donnelly, is that you? What happened?” “I had to walk today Mrs. Jackson,” she prefers to be called by her name,” and I’m gonna get a pass so I can get to class.” She gives me the once over and shakes her head,” Right, my office, now.”

I head into her office, setting my bag down and sitting in the chair across from her. “Close the door Mr. Donnelly.” She says staring straight at me. I quickly get up and close the door, then resume my sitting. She stares at me for a minute then begins,” I know that you’re not a troubled teen with a history Mr. Donnelly. I also know that you’re a good student and you keep some good friends. Now I saw your friend Derek and your girlfriend Heather get here on time this morning but you weren’t there, now you come walking in very late, looking like a hooligan and I’m expected to believe that you walked all the way here? You want to tell me the truth or do you want me to call home?” I take it in for a minute, either I get into trouble for keeping my mouth shut, or again I get to tell my biggest shame to my principal so she can tell my parents for me and I can get help. “Okay ma’am, first off Derek isn’t my best friend and Heather isn’t my girlfriend,” I begin with,” I tried to be a good guy Mrs. Jackson, good friend and good boyfriend. And I got screwed, well actually that was the problem, there was screwing but I wasn’t involved. People wanna take advantage of the fact that I tried to be the good kid, I’m sorry ma’am but I’m not, not anymore. I respect you and I’m not gonna go out and start to cause you trouble but I promise you this, one person here thinks that I’m gonna go with the flow and let them walk all over me and I’ll remind them what happens when you back the Irish guy in a corner.”

She sits there looking at me for a few minutes then takes a pad out of her desk drawer, writes on it and hands it to me saying,” Give this to your third period teacher and from now on, either take the bus or don’t take so long getting to school.” As I take the paper I grab my backpack and start to head out.

Third period I show up with my hood back up and hand my pass off to the new sub this week and take my seat in the middle of the class right next to my sister and Korinna right behind her. “Hey Guy,” Liz asks,” What the hell did you two talk about in the car?” I take my bag off and take my binder out,” She didn’t tell you?” Liz glances back at Korinna who is smiling to herself,” No, she’s been acting like this since second period.” I shrug and reply,” I just gave her all I had left, she’s really good at taking it and honestly I haven’t been better. You got a good friend there Liz.” Liz just stares blankly at me then shakes her head,”Yep, now I’m more confused.”

Class comes and goes with no homework again, lazy subs. I head off to lunch without Liz and Korinna, get in line and its sloppy joe’s made from fresh cat or cardboard and goat cheese pizza. I settle for pizza with the 20 year old tater tots and milk, head off to an empty table and attempt to eat my meal. Not even through the tots and I see an all too familiar shape hovering by the chair across from me. “Can I sit down here,” Heather asks? I don’t even bother to answer. “Guy? Can I please just sit down here and talk to you,” she asks again. “Why?” I start to reply,” Is it going to make things better?” She sits down at 3 o’clock on the table and sets her tray down in front of her. “Listen to me for a minute,” she starts but I cut her off. “No, I’m not gonna listen to some stupid excuse I want to know one thing and then you can try to talk all you want, How long?” I demand. “I don’t know what you want me to say,” she stammers. “How long have you and douche bag been fucking each other,” I spit out with the subtly of throwing a brick into a duck pond. She stares at her tray and mutters,” Since last May.” I scoff loudly and start laughing. I start to see people looking around at me and her at the table and start laughing louder. Now she’s looking at me with the ‘What the hell is wrong with him’ look I’m getting from more people. I stop laughing and just look at her. “Okay, what did you want to talk about that was worth the last thing I ever wanted to hear from you,” I say chuckling. “Can we not do this right now please,” she asks looking around at the people staring. I raise my voice,” You came over here to me, YOU chose to try to talk to me now in the cafeteria cause I wouldn’t make it embarrassing.” I perch up on my seat putting my feet where my ass was and pull my hood back off my head. I can see I’m being watched and start to get self conscious of the situation, I’ve got almost the whole cafeteria looking at me. Then I look down at Heather and I see it again, fear.

“You cheated on me Heather,” I yell out to the people watching. “You cheated on me and have been for six months now! You said we should wait, it was something special and we should wait but you decide that instead you’re going to fuck around on me with my best friend! The two of you have been fucking each other and laughing your asses off at me for 6 months and you wanna explain to me something that will make all that shit better!” I can see the tears going down her face. “You want to talk to someone go find Derek, you wanted to play me and fuck him so now go fuck him you pudgy ass, music class, lying, cheating slut!”

I stand up on the chair and throw my arms out screaming,” Thank you second lunch period, Good Night!” I hop off the chair, grabbing my bag and stroll out of the cafeteria pulling my hood back up.

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