《It was always you jordan Phillips》Notes
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"So how you feeling?" Jordan piped up "I'm not sure what are you feeling?" "I feel great new year new me" I laugh at what he says "what?how is that funny" "j sorry to burst your bubble but you say this every year and nothing ever changes" i look up at him as we walk "your right" he laughs.
We continue to walk to our school which was only 2 blocks away so it was no trouble to walk it. "You scared?" He asked as I stare at my feet. "Hmm.. oh sorry erm no not at all" I lied the boys that had been bullying me go here but I couldn't tell him that.
We made it to school the halls were filled with kids trying to find there lockers and some new kids getting their first ever schedules. Thank god me and j have lockers right beside each other. "Locker 135" he smirked "locker 136" I smiled back at him because believe it or not me and j have always had the same locker numbers as we do now.
We decided to go get are schedules from the main office.we got their I felt this rush of nerves run through me I'm terrified of not being with j he's like my support animal but not a animal. I was handed my schedule and so was j I scanned my paper in hope ours looked identical I looked over at his. My face dropped not one class with him apart from last period maths. "Wow you ok c you don't look to good" I felt ill what do I do? I guess you could say I had attachment issues and I was attached to my best friend "earth to ck" he waved his hand in my face "we have no classes together only last period maths" I spat out feeling my heart sink in to my stomach I wanted to throw up "hey it's ok right? We will see each other at our lockers and we spend every second together out side of school anyway" "mhm ye ok it will be fine ye" I nod my head even though I felt like crying.
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First period
Social studies
I walked in to the class and sat down on the first chair I saw. I doodled on my hand waiting for the class to start when I look up and saw a few of the boys that had been talking bad about me I began to feel sick again. Benny squints and yeah yeah walked in. I guess I'm not really on bad terms with them so I smiled at them and they smiled back sitting next to me.
The lesson had started it was actually going good the teacher it cool she let us talk and was nice. I felt a tap in my shoulder I turned around to see a boy who happened to be jack a boy that was talking bad. He passed me a note I opened it. "What are you wearing you look like a idiot oh and you should try make up it helps cover mistakes" I didn't know what to do I felt my chest go tight. "Hey ck you ok?" Yeah yeah asked "yeah what's that?" benny noticed the note "oh ye I'm fine its just some stupid note" I mumbled putting the note in my pocket I completely missed my pocket and it landed in front of squints. He picked it up and continue to read it. "Ck this doesn't seem like a stupid note" I give him a confused look then realised he has the note in his hands "what are you talking about?" Benny asked as squints passed him the note. He reads it "ck who wrote this?" He looked over at me as yeah yeah read over his shoulder "it doesn't matter ok I don't care what they say" I lied I cared a lot the bell rang I grabbed the note at stuffed it in my pocket.
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Skip to lunch
I sat with j and the sandlot boys surprisingly they got along really well and in general it was going really well until benny spoke up about the note. "What note?" Jordan asked "nothing it's not important " "oh come on ck just show him the note" squints said I give in and passed the note to j he read it and looked at me. "Who give you this?" "No one" "oh come on c someone had to so tell me" "jack" "huh who's jack?" He said as confused as ever "he's some boy that's in are social studies and sits behind her" yeah yeah spoke. "So where is he now" "no j leave it he's just some stupid boy don't waste your breath on him".
It's now last period
J is in this one but so is jack this couldn't get any worse.
I was passed another note this time it was about my weight and for a teenage girl that's a big insecurity. "Is that another one?" Jordan was sat right next to me "umm yeah" this one really got to me so I let him read it "c you know this isn't true right" he looked at me with sympathy "it's fine really"
Hey I just wanted to say you are all beautiful the way you are and there is no need to be worried about how you look don't let people get you down ❤️love from writer
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