Finding Me 2 *CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE*

Finding Me.

Chapter 2

Breann Wathen
Well on my way to 6th period, Hilary pounced on me.

“Ehmygosh. Valerie, you can tell me the plan. No one but you, me, and God will know.” Her breath smelled like something fruity.

“Don‘t you remember at camp in the 6th grade, I told you that William Shack kissed me under the big oak tree and you told everyone?” I walked away.

“What was wrong with William?” Hilary picked her nails.

“White boy afro, thick Urkel glasses, acne, freckles and braces?”

“Oh yeah… ew.”

“Bye.” I felt powerful walking down the hallway. Soon to have the guy of my dreams. How? Well if there is a will, there is a way.

“Hey Val!” I turned around and saw Mark Wister waving at me. He is like in 11th grade and is kinda cute. Not really my type.

“Valerie, you know Kayla Reed?” He was huffing and puffing. His breath stenches of Gatorade and Chettos.

“Yeah, what’s it to ya?” I started to walk away.

“Wait, Valerie!” he looked like he needed an emergency inhaler.

“What? I gotta get to Mrs. Taylor’s class before I get a detention!” I was really pissed, I had too many problems.

“Tell her that Mark wants her number.” he ran off to his friends.  Okay, I’ll put that in the back of my mind. Wait, isn’t he dating Shelia? The bell rang. Oh shit. I rushed down to Mrs. Taylor’s class but she had slammed the door shut. I swear… that woman. Well I peeked through the window and saw the usual kids. Jeremy Hay making kissing faces at his girlfriend, Helen Lewis. However, she was too busy make eyes at Victor Green. Gosh, everyone tells Jeremy that she is just a cheater/whore. I mean, she flirts with everyone. Yes, even girls. Seven cheerleaders caught Helen making out with Fiona West in the locker room after a game.

Then Marie Ellis was filing her nails and her twin, Melanie was hiding all the way in the back. Every thinks she is a mute because she never talks. I finally gave up and just banged on the door. Taylor Watkins popped up from her seat and opened the door. Teacher pet.

“Oh, why hello Valerie. Why don’t you take a seat and join us from some history? Detention, Thursday at 3 o clock.” Mrs. Taylor handed me a green slip. Urgh. I sat next to Lawrence Saw. He just loves to stare at me and offer me pencils.

“Need a pencil Valerie?” Lawrence was breathing heavy and I saw a dribble of drool fall from his metal mouth. I could tell that his eyes were just fixed on my chest.

“Oh, no thanks for the 172nd time.” I gave him a fake smile.

“Okay. Just tell me if you need one.” He turned around and shuddered.

“Today class, we will study the history of Benjamin Franklin. He was famous inventor.” Mrs. Taylor just carried on about this dude.  I tapped my pencil and day dreamed of Ian. We were sharing a Root beer float at Danny’s Shoppe. Then we took me to the creek behind the old toothpaste tube factory. We held hands and made out. Best dream ever. Apparently, I ignored the fact that Mrs. Taylor was standing right above me. I looked up and saw her gross double chin and nose hairs. I started to giggle but got my act together.

“Well, Ms. Gregory, would you like to tell us 5 things Mr. Benjamin Franklin invented?” Mrs. Taylor had a devilish smirk on her face.

“Umm, he discovered electricity. Glasses, he is on a hundred dollar bill, the stove, he like signed something important and some other crap. I don’t know.” I crossed my arms and leaned back in my chair.

“Well, since you don’t know, here’s an extra assignment for you tonight. I want it in complete sentences and three no, four pages long. My hand tomorrow morning.” She handed me a paper with tiny print all over it.  I sighed and stuffed it in a folder. Of course, I am not going to do it. It is the end of the day and Mrs. Taylor sends us to our lockers. Well, not much homework tonight. But I still gotta go over Jenny’s today. While I was stuffing all kinds of papers and pencils in my backpack, I saw that jacket. I was pissed but happy at the same time. Just to think that if I wore that jacket, Ian would have never noticed me. So that means he was just staring at my boobs. Well that’s just magnificent! Sarcasm people.

“Valerie! Valerie! Hold on girl!” Jenny was stumbling through the crowd of kids.

“Oh hey! How was your day?” I put my arm around her shoulder.

“Oh nothing. But Daniel has like sent me 1,000 text messages.” Jenny pulled out her lime green Blackberry Storm.

“Oh god.” Jenny raised her honey blonde eyebrows in alarm.

“What?” I peeked over her shoulder. I saw the time and nudged her side.

“Jenny, tell me on the bus. The whole school has cleared out.” I giggled. Jenny flipped her hair, smoothed out her skirt and sniffled.

“Okay but be prepared.” She quickly walked to the bus and found a seat. I was kinda lost with all her emotions. I swished into the seat.

“So what happened?” I poked Jenny’s elbow.

“Just look!” she turned her head towards the window and her phone flopped in my lap.

“Umm, look at what?” I just saw a picture of her kissing her hamster, Goo Bear.

“Yeah, nothing to look at.” Jenny pushed the phone in my face.

“And?” I pushed her hands away.

“Daniel didn’t send me anything.” Jenny just started to cry.

“Well Jenny, just send him a message right now.” I awkwardly patted her shoulder.

“I can’t. He is at lacrosse practice and then he was some kinda thing going on at church.” Jenny got a tissue from her backpack and wiped her tears.

“You got a little makeup right there…” I poked at her face. She started to laugh.

“Well, I guess I can text him around 9... Or 8.” Jenny was acting like she was making a life decision. The bus went over a speed bump and made the whole bus bounce. Including my boobs. Like two seventh graders were staring.

“Look at me again and I will put a hex on you two. A hex that will make your flesh rot and your soul catch on fire. Want that?” I gave them eerie eyes.

“No.” One turned back to his seat and stuck his thumb in his mouth.I could tell that the second guy was gonna try me.

“No and you have nice boobs.” He gave me a smirk.  I held my fist up and he scurried to the back of the bus. Our stop was next. Jenny was wiping tears from her face. She has always been a drama queen. My phone had starting to vibrate. I pulled it out and I had got a text message. It was from Kayla.

From: Kayla Reed

To: Valerie Gregory

Subject: Tell Mehh Noww >:I

Message:OMG. I cant bare it anymore. tell me the plann. i promise not to tell the others! plus wear u at?

I’m not texting her back. Well maybe to tell her about Mark. I never really thought of the plan. It really slipped my mind. The bus came to an abrupt stop. It jerked my head forward. I grabbed my backpack and rubbed my neck. Jenny hung her head down and moped all the way to her house.

“Well, are you really positive that Ian has a crush on me?” I nudged Jenny for the fifth time. She was just a silent walking doll. I thought that it wasn’t really anything to over obsess about. He had things to do, he could just text her later. Maybe he means a lot to her.

“Jenny?” I nudged her again. She just gave me a blank stare. She put her phone in my palm.

“Read it.” Jenny sniffled and pulled her backpack on her shoulder.So I look at the phone and there was a text from Daniel. Why was she still sad, she finally got the text that she wanted. Then the truth started to unravel.

From: Daniel Kerr

To: Jenny Rhode

sSubject: :) u already no!

Message:Hay bby. Last nite was so gr8. How about nxt time you bring ur coco lip-gloss and no panties? I wanna take it to the nxt level. Ur lips and body ar magniffisent. Txt meh bak ;D

The jerk. How could he cheat on Jenny like that? I tried to catch up with Jenny. Then her phone began to play “Rude Boy” by Rihanna. Daniel was calling.
“Jenny, you will not believe who is calling!” I held the phone in the air.

“You talk to him. I have nothing to say.” Jenny stuck her Winnie the Pooh key in the door and opened it.

“Heeeellllooooo?” I snickered.

“Oh, is this Jenny?”

“No.”

“Well can I talk to her?”

“She doesn’t wanna talk to you.”

“Please. I gotta explain something to her.”

“You explained enough in that text!”

“No, my brother sent that to his slut of a girlfriend. Her name is Jenny but I think she could ever have the name of someone so wonderful!”

“Oh really?” I think is he is telling the truth.

“Yes really. Now can you tell her that or can I speak to her?” I think I heard him whimper.

“Hold on.” I put the phone in my back pocket and rushed up to Jenny’s room.  She was lying in the floor with her iPod on high playing Beyonce’s ’If I Were a Boy’ and eating some Wheat Thins. She was wearing some PINK sweatpants and a gray tank top with her poka dot bra showing. Her hair was in a messy ponytail and countless make-up covered tissues were on her fuzzy peach rug.“Jenny, he has something to tell you.” I waved the phone at her.   She paused, looked at me and reached her hand out. She snatched it away from me so hard, that I feel that my skin was missing.

“Daniel. I cant believe what you just sent me!” She knocked the box of Wheat Thins over. His voice was muffled but I could hear him somewhat good.

“…My brother…sent that text!…I’m so sorry!” Jenny sat there and nodded her head.

“You sure?” Jenny put her hand over her mouth and looked at me. I gave her an uneasy look.

“Baby…love you…douche bag…meet me…Thursday…please.”

“’Kay. I love you too. See ya!” Jenny made a kissy noise & hung up the phone. She gave me thumbs up.

“Did I do the right thing? Was he really telling the truth? Oh my gosh! Valerie, help me!” She got up and stared into my eyes.

“Uh, yeah. Now let’s get you ready for Thursday and Satuday!” I sparked a big smile. We searched her closet for a perfect outfit.

“Ugh! I have nothing to wear!” She popped outta a pile of clothes.

“I need to do some major shopping!”

“No. You have enough already.” I was holding up a yellow strapless dress. She shook her head no, so I threw it back into the pile.

“Well nothing is really cute.” She pouted.

“Then what the hell were you thinking when you bought all this?” I really wanted an answer.

“Never mind.” Jenny scratched her head and got up.

“I gotta go home soon Jenn.” I reassured her.“

"’Kay, buh bye.” She stuck her neon purple filed nail in her mouth and puckered her lips. I grabbed my backpack, checked my pockets for my phone, and tied my shoelace.

“Wait, how are you gonna get home?” Jenny whispered. I totally forgot about that. And I still have no clue how.

“TARC?” I rose my eyebrows and even shifted my bangs so she could see.

“Ew. Certain gross people ride that toilet on wheels.” She scowled.

“Well, I don’t have any more options.” I plopped down on the pile with her. Those clothes aren’t much cushion because my butt hurts. Jenny checked her phone.

“My mom should be home in half an hour. I‘ll text her and ask if she can take you home.” she gave me that unsure look again.

“’Kay. I’ll wait. So what we gonna do?” I reached in my side backpack pocket and pulled out a piece of Trident gum.

“Well, you could tell me that plan of yours.” She wiggled her finger in my face.

“Well, I don’t really know what I’m gonna do. I just said it to say it?” I buried my face in my palms.

“Why did you lie to the girls?”

“You knew the whole time?”

“Well yeah, your lie cracked when you ran to the trash can to get outta getting asked questions.” She pinched my cheek.

“Well, Hilary and Kayla asked me. But can you help me?” I put my hands together pleading her advice.

“Sure girl and plus, why did star cornerback Mark Wister talk to you in the hallway?” She raised her eyebrow again.

“How did you know about that?”

“I see everything.” She winked.

“Well, he wants Kayla’s number.”

“Text her and dish. She could be hanging on his arm by now!” Jenny whipped out her cell phone and scrambled through her contacts.

From: Jenny Rhodes

To: Kayla Reed

Subject: this beeotch! And muh man <3

Message: mark wister wantz ur numbah. Val didn’t bother too tell yooh! &&& daniel and me broke up and made up. detailz in a sec. call yah soon.

“Send.” Jenny gave herself a pat on her back.

“I know what you could wear!” I shook her shoulders and fumbled all over the floor.

“What?” She looked kinda queasy to me.

“Buy online.” I have answered all of her problems.

“Oh no, I made the biggest mess last year doing that.” Jenny crossed her arms. Five minutes later after debating about her so called “fashion crisis”, Jenny’s mom pulls up.

“My mom’s here, got all your stuff?” Jenny starts to stuff some of the clothes into a drawer.

“Yeah. But you really should buy an outfit online; it’s really simple if you know what you’re doing.” I grabbed my backpack and dusted off my butt.

“Well, thanks for going through all this drama with me in the past…hour. You’re a pretty awesome friend.” Jenny holds out her arms out for a hug.

“Well, I try.” I reached around her. Jenny’s mom, Samantha, honks her horn twice; A sign that I gotta get my ass outta here.

“Text you later?” I grab the doorknob and turn back.

“Pshyeah.” She presses play on her iPod and bounces to P!nk’s “So What”I laughed at her awkward dance moves. I really hope she doesn’t do that at the upcoming dance. The one that I still don’t have a date too. I’ll worry about that later. I slide down the rail, impressed that I made it all the way down without fault. As I walk out the door, I see some kind of note taped to the doorbell. It says ‘from your true love, Kyle. I am in total awe. First, who the hell is Kyle? Is it Samantha’s boyfriend, I mean she is single since the whole Hooters incident with Jenny’s dad. Or is it some dude from school that likes her?