Passion

The next day I found out from Zoë that Erin left to go to her aunts for awhile, so her family could calm down about the incident yesterday. “This week is going to suck some major balls without her” I thought to my self. Somehow the principle has not found out about the fight, which I’m more than thankful for. If my dad found out I got into a fight, we would be packed and moved out of the state before I could even explained what happed. It was lunch, and Heather and her friends kept sending me glares, I had enough. I walked up to her and her table; she looked like she shit in her pants.

“What the fuck?” I asked her. She went to open that big fuckin’ mouth of hers, but I cut her off “No,bitch let ME talk. What you did yesterday was a big fuckin’ ass bitch move! That was your own fucking flesh and blood. You can pick on me, and call me all the fucking names you want, but don’t you dare bring in another friend of mine. What ever the fuck is going on between me and you STAYS between me and you. If you have the nerve to bring in another one of my friends again you will fucking regret it, like your parents regret not using a condom for you, my dear.” I turned to walk away but turned back

“Oh one more tip, you should try eating your makeup so you can be pretty on the inside, bitch” I smiled and walked back to my table, it seems the whole cafeteria busted into applause. When I got back to my table I got a bunch of high fives from random strangers, I even caught Mr. blue eyes not being able to take his eyes off me, when I caught him staring I smirked at him, he blushed. Wait?! he blushed? wow I am kick ass.

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I was sitting in my first period alone, when Heather walked in. I let out a growl.

“What do you want?” I snarled at her

“Look, I apologize” I started laughing so hard I feel out of my chair.

“You apologize?” I asked to make sure I was hearing right.

“Yes, I’m apologizing. Someone smart told me that apologizing does not always mean you’re wrong and the other person is right. It means you value your relationship more than your ego” She looked at me with dead serous eyes

“Wow, that person is smart. But I have a question. What ‘relationship’?” I asked her

“Not just yours and mine, but everyone. I mean your right, that was a low blow to my sister, and it made me realize how wrong I was. I was wrong to be mean to you, I was wrong to start this whole fight, I was wrong to talk about my sisters problems that I created. I was just wrong, period.” She almost started crying

“Well I have to agree with you, you are a bitch.”

“And I was a bitch to you because I was threatened.”

“Threatened by me?” I asked shocked

“Yea, you’re so pretty, and talented, and most of all people like you for you. Everyone in the whole fuckin’ school wants to ether be you, or date you.” This I laughed at

“Not uh, look I don’t consider us friends by ANY means, but were not enemies. Before I even like about starting to think of you as a friend, you need to make up with your sister and the rest of the people you have hurt. When you’re done, maybe just maybe we can be friends” I smiled at her she looked up at me with a huge grin and she ran up and hugged me. She turned to leave, but stopped

“You were right about another thing too.”

“Which was?” I asked confused.

“Eating my makeup did make me pretty on the inside” She smiled

“That’s wonderful” She smiled and walked out the door. Carter walked in when she left and gave me a weird look, I smiled and simply said

“Sarcasm: the ability to insult idiots without them realizing it”