Dear Stupid Journal Two: Running From Love

[xxazul63xx]

I NEED MORE!

[Unizorn]

The only flaw is that there is not enough supply to meet the demand.

[nobodyyouwouldknow]

*stalk stalk stalk*

[proud.little.wolf]

I'm trying my hardest to find time to write this. I have a very important test coming up and I've been busy studying.
Luckily today I'm able to supply all you stalkers out there with more.

Dear SJ,

School sucked. Everybody stared at me as I walked in to each of my classes.
Third period was Biology. Shay was walking beside me, showing me to the class.
"This is dumb. Why did you even sign me up for school?" I hissed.
Shay just shook his head and said,
"I already went over this with you. Stop complaining!"
We finally arrived at room 307.
"I gotta go to Calculus now," he said, hurrying away.
I walked into the large classroom. There were two columns of four tables on either side of the room, and the teacher's desk was up front. Students were already occupying every table, and I turned to my teacher, Ms. Welsh, to ask where I should sit.
Ms. Welsh is a pretty she-dog whose pelt resembles a cloudy sky.
This is what she looks like:

"Sit wherever you want," she told me with a smile.
I hate when teachers say that, because then it's up to you to pick your own table, and I hate doing that because then dogs are like "Why did you choose to sit with us?" whenever I mess something up or whatever.
So I sat at a table in the back of the classroom. There were two dogs already there, and they looked quite pretty.
"Hey punk loser," said the first she-dog. She looked like this:

"Shut up," I snarled.
"Oooh, you gonna make us?" mocked the second. Her picture:

"You know how punks are, Liana," the first said, using her paws to flatten the fur on her ears. "They don't know how to be decent."
The second she-dog, Liana, just sniffed.
"Shoulda picked a different table, Liana," she said.
Liana whipped around in her seat to face Savannah.
"Are you, like, sticking up for this loser?" she gestured toward me. "Because if you are, then you can leave too."
Savannah put her paws up and shook her head rapidly.
"No!" she growled. "I meant the punk should have chose another table."
But in spite of this, Liana picked up her fancy Vera Bradley bookbag and moved to the table parallel to ours.
Savannah gave me a rueful look before equipping her bag and following Liana.
I sighed and shoved my own backpack under the table. I just wanted this class to be over.

About an hour later, the bell rang for fourth period. I gathered up my notebook and pencil and headed for the door after slinging my backpack over one shoulder.
Then they were behind me.
"Look at her clothes," said Liana. "They aren't even name brand!"
"I know right? So lame!" Savannah laughed.
I pushed past the other dogs and speed walked quickly down the hall.
Shay caught up with me a moment later. I told him all about the two she-dogs and how they were rude.
"Oh, Lia and Savvy have always been that way," he said.
You know, I felt myself cringe when he used their nicknames. Dunno why.
"Well, tell them to leave me alone," I snapped. Then I whirled on him and snarled in his face,
"This is the exact reason I don't like going to school!"
Shay told me to calm down and then escorted me to my next class without another word.
We arrived at my English class and Shay left me once more.
Nothing really happened from there on to the end of the day. Except after school when I was heading to the parking lot to find Shay's truck.
Apparently "Lia" and "Savvy" had their own rides home too, for they were once again on either side of me, insulting my clothes and the way I dressed.
"Why don't you shop somewhere cool? Like Aeropostale or Hollister?" Lia said in that mocking, popular girl type of voice.
"Because those places suck," I replied. When I saw the looks of horror on their faces, I went on: "They're too expensive and you blow an entire wad of cash on a single t-shirt. It's a waste of money."
Too bad that my speech didn't shut them up.
"Oh, are you too poor?" Lia sneered. "Maybe I'll lend you my Hollister card for the weekend so that you can buy some decent clothes for once."
And here is where I got out of hand.
I whirled around and punched Liana square in the jaw. I heard a sickening crack as my fist connected, and I realized I'd broken it.
"Oh my gosh! LIA!" cried Savannah, rushing to investigate her friend, who was now crying like a sissy.
"Stop being a wuss," I snarled and leapt forward to attack Lia again, but something held me back.
A firm, steady paw had gripped the back of my shirt while another pressed itself into the back of my neck.
I don't know why, but that made me relax. My limbs went limp.
Whoever it was turned me around to face them.
And of course it was Shay.
"Stop," he said. "That'll be enough of abusing people."
"BUT THEY---"
"Enough," Shay repeated.
And with that, he led me to his truck.
I glanced back at Lia and Savvy.
Savvy was smiling at me.

~Lux

[chekoli.]

mg moar! first reader right here!

[1020plinky]

AWESOME!!!

[alkestis]

So fricken good!

[proud.little.wolf]

So fricken good!

Thank you!

[xxazul63xx]

why was the mean girl smiling O.o

[~Evenstar~]

I have a very important test coming up and I've been busy studying.

(I fell your pain, Xela. I have exams in two weeks DX)


lol, Lux needs to stop punching people!