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Life of a Teenage Screw Up (madaline moon's journal)

Novel By: writerjay89
Young Adult


Tags: high, school

Madaline feels like her life has been nothing but a bore. But, things change when she enters high school.


Story I wrote from the script that I saw on YouTube, Everyhting by Lifehouse. View table of contents...

Chapters:

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9

Submitted: Mar 26, 2008    Reads: 31    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


November 2, 2008-6:32 A.M.

I’m going back to school. Georgia said that my teachers are asking for me and if I don’t go they’ll fail me. Carlos asked for me to. I haven’t talk to him since. At first I told Georgia no. But I guess I don’t wanna stay here alone when her father around. He reminds me of Jack. So, I’m going back today.

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9:56-A.M.

When I walked into the building, everyone who I passed the hall kept looking at me weird. And when I passed SBD in the halls, they gave me an evil look. Samantha whispered in my ear, “Les.” And then she bumped my shoulder. Georgia told me to ignore them that their immature freaks who get kicks that way. I didn’t know what that meant but I laughed because it was funny the way she said it.

Spike with the spiky hair nodded at me today. “I saw you at the party.”

Shyly I also nodded. And then he asked, “Is it true you is a lesbian?”

What? “No, why?” I asked. What kind of question is that?

“Nah, cuz there’s a rumor going around saying you is one.”

A rumor? Who’s spreading rumors about me? I’m not a lesbian. That’s disgusting.

I asked him who was spreading these rumors but I guess he didn’t hear me.

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10:34 A.M.

Darcy called me a freak while I passed them again to second block. I think there the ones who are spreading the rumors. Why are they bugging me? What did I ever do to them?

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2:55 P.M.

Carlos was surprised to see me. He said I looked different. He tried talking to me about God again. What makes him think I’m interest in listening to what he has to say? He says that God sent him to talk to me. I tried to listen to whatever he had to say but I kept getting distracted. SBD kept chanting, “She’s a ***! She’s a freak! She’s a fatso and a geek! She eats all day! She eats all night! Whenever you see her there’s food in sight!”

The food in sight part was right. I was eating m&m’s. When I heard their chants, I hid the m&ms and tried ignoring them. I think I do eat a lot. I’ve been eating a lot lately. Maybe its stress. I eat a lot when I’m stressed, bored, or just not in the mood. Maybe I should stop eating for a while and I’ll get a little skinnier. Then maybe they’ll stop calling me fatso.

Bell rung…gotta go…

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Coming out of school, I met with Georgia behind the tree. We started walking but Georgia stopped and said, “Wait. I forgot I’m supposed to meet with my guidance counselor today. I’ll meet you back at home. Peace.”

I nodded and walked to her house. While walking, something hit the back of my head. I turned around and saw a magazine in the floor. When I picked it up, I flipped through the pages. All I saw was models, models, and more models. There bodies were better than mines. They had nice figures and straight silky hair. I wish I looked like these models.

“You’re not trying to avoid us, are you?”

Startled, I looked up, dropping the magazine. “N-no. Of course not,” I stuttered, as they came towards me.

“You don’t have your Georgia to defend you now do you,” asked Darcy. “So, I ask you again. You ain’t trying to avoid us, huh?”

I shook my head and took a step back.

“I think she is,” nodded Brianna. With that, she gave me a punch in the stomach. I dropped to the floor, my hands holding my stomach, and my head dropping to the floor.

“Give us the wrong answer again, and it will get a lot worse,” Darcy said cracking her knuckles. When I went to get up Darcy pushed me to the floor and Samantha gave me a kick to my stomach. I held my stomach in pain as Brianna grabbed me by my hair and picked me up. Samantha and Darcy pulled my hair and tried dragging me to the floor. I tried swing my arms wildly to make them stop hitting me but that just made things worse. Brianna gave a good swing and hit my mouth. I felt blood drip from my lips and I tasted blood inside my mouth. Darcy and Samantha kept pulling my hair and punching me while Brianna pulled on my arm. The three of them tried pushing me to the ground. I tried fighting back but, it was three against one. And they were bigger and stronger than me. Finally, when they stopped hitting and left me on the ground in pain. I got up and ran.

“Yeah, that’s right! Run away!” I heard Darcy yell. “Run away you dumb freak!”

“You don’t belong here! You don’t belong anywhere and you’ll never will!” yelled Samantha. “Because you’re a nobody!”

“Yeah! So do the world a favor and never show your *** fat ugly self again!” yelled Brianna last.

I cried all the way, until I got to Georgia’s house, out of breathe. I quickly washed my face when I got there. I don’t want Georgia to know what happened. Then she’s gonna start lecturing me on how I need to defend myself.

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7:52 P.M.

Georgia came home with Chinese food. She asked me if I wanted but I told her I wasn’t hungry. I don’t want to go back to school tomorrow but Georgia’s making me go. I hate school. It’s a waste of time.

But, if I don’t go then the school is gonna find out that I’m living with Georgia, instead of a close relative. Then they might send me to live in a foster home. I don’t want that to happen so I guess I have no choice to go back.


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