Date: Fri, 15 Jun 2007 14:49:37 -0400
From: Latisha Smith <shelle_r02@hotmail.com>
Subject: the good the bad and the queen chapter 2

I thought about Jackie a lot. Not in the creepy obsessive
way like, I wonder what she's doing now at this very moment,
kinda way.  More like I'll think about my day and somehow I
would end up reminiscing about something she said or did. I
know it's not "normal" to think about someone so much but I
can't help it. Jackie seemed to always be on my mind. Ever
since freshman year Jackie has been my best friend. While
all the girls at St. Luigi's Catholic Secondary  School were
giving Jackie dirty looks I was the only girl that went up
to her and introduced myself while she sat by herself in the
caff filing her nails. For someone who was alone she surely
didn't look lonely. Jackie was the kind of person that
always appeared as if she did not need friends. To her
friends were just accessories, they could be tossed away and
exchanged. I was different. Somehow she didn't glare at me
and I sat down at her table, since then we've been
inseparable. As I lay on my bed, fully clothed, it dawned on
me that Jackie wasn't the person that was on my mind.
Instead a certain new girl was plaguing my thoughts. Her
lips, her eyes, her voice, her smile.my head was
swimming.everything Alex. I could not stop thinking about
her. Before I could consider what any of this meant I was
rudely interrupted by my clone Zari.
     "Hey sis what's going on?" she stood at my open bedroom
door smiling sweetly. Her smile was large and sickening,
something was up.
     "What do you want, Zari" I closed my eyes and turned
back on my side, away from her and facing the wall, in an
attempt to get comfortable.
     "O nothing." I could hear her move towards my closet.
"just wondering if my lil sis could do me a big favor."  My
closet door opened with a squeak, as Zari rummaged through
my clothes. I grunted. Seems like Zari had already gotten
her answer, with the way she was going through my stuff. "O
c'mon you know how special tomorrow is and I have like,
nothing to wear." I turned to my sister and met her eye she
was looking rather desperate.
     "What's so special about tomorrow?" I asked playing
dumb. As if she hasn't told me a million times already. Zari
looked like I had just slapped her in the face. Her cobalt
blue eyes, the same color that I happen to share, darkened a
shade. She opened her mouth as if she was going to give me a
verbal lashing but then thought better of it and her face
softened a bit. With a sigh she said,
     "Tomorrow, after school is when--"
     "You get to go out with Johnny Lover boy, I know you've
told me a million times already."
     "Then why would you torture me when I'm under such
tremendous stress? I need to make myself perfect for John
but I have nothing to wear." She turned back to my closet
and continued to aggressively riffle through it until she
appeared to have found what she was looking for. "Oh my god
Kira how long have you had this?" she was holding up a
lavender backless top that was slim fitting from behind and
loose in front. It could be worn as a very short dress or
dressed up with a pair of nice jeans. I shrugged.
     "Maybe last week, I haven't worn it yet."
     "This'll be perfect! O it's so gorgeous; I can't
believe you've been hiding this from me!" She gushed as she
practically waltzed out of my room. I was about to turn back
on my side away from the door when I was interrupted yet
again.
     "You know Kira, you have so much great clothes but you
never wear them. What are you so shy about?"  Zari left
before I could give her an answer, "I'll be in my room if
you need me." She called out before she disappeared down the
hall.

Entry 3
Still day 1.07
     Thinking Positive
First day of school wasn't sooo bad.
It was pretty bad. But it could have been worse.

I met this girl: Jackie
First off I was warned by almost all the girls I talked to
in my period one class about Jackie.
"Jackie's kind off a loser, so you know stay away from her"
"If I were you, I would stay away from Jackie Santos she's
such a freak"
"Jackie's an F**n bitch."

In period 2 I met Jackie
She was pretty nice.
I don't know what all those girls were talking about.
I ate lunch with Jackie and her friend: um Yakira
I don't think her friend likes me.

For the first time I come home from school and:
  ú    I don't have much homework
ú    My muscles don't ache.
ú    I'm not really tired.

This blows.

Hands down the worst thing about my school is everyone looks
the same. Most of student the body gets their clothes from
Hollister or Abercrombie. Anyone who's unique is labeled as
some loser nerd. I always hated that. My sister, on the
other hand, fit right in. even though we are identical twins
we ran with completely different crowds at school. My sister
hung out with the popular sluts, (that's what I liked to
call them) and I hung out with Jackie. At home my sister and
I were super close but as soon as we got within a one
hundred mile radius of the school and my sister came across
one of her friends it was like she didn't even know me, like
we didn't live in the same house and share the same mom.
That didn't really bug me too much. What bugged me was being
around Zari when one of the popular sluts was around. It was
like she became a completely different person, all peppy and
retarded. The solution was simple. Zari left the house ten
minutes before I did and I walked to school with Jackie.
Monday morning I was waiting for Jackie who happened to be
running late just like sister. I sat patiently around the
kitchen table waiting for the door bell to ring while Zari
raced around the house getting all her books and anything
else she would need for school. I guess I must of spaced out
when the doorbell rang because I didn't seem to hear it. It
was the sound of  Jackie's sharp tone that woke me up.

     "Hi." She did not sound friendly at all.
     "Hey." My sister on the other hand sounded pretty
welcoming.
I gathered all my stuff and made my way to the door as
quickly as possible.
     "Wow you look great."that didn't sound anything like
Jackie. As I got to the door my heart somersaulted. Standing
beside Jackie was Alex. My sister had opted to wear the top
I had lent her with a pair of my skinny jeans. Her long
curly hair was loose down past her shoulders and she had on
a touch of eye shadow that accentuated her blue eyes nicely.
She did look nice and Alex noticed.
     "Thanks." my sister said.
     I had to force my eyes away from Alex, as jealous
shockwaves coursed through my body and a very annoyed Jackie
snapped me back to reality.
     "Can we go now?"
     "Right, later sis tell me how everything goes." Zari
was already turning away from the door as I passed through
it.
All the way to school Jackie informed Alex about my twin
Zari and how they didn't exactly get along. I tuned in and
out of their riveting conversation, but all I could think
about was how Alex had been looking at my sister telling her
how great she looked in my clothes. Right then and there I
would give anything to switch places with Zari.

 I didn't want to admit it to myself but it was pretty
clear, to me at least, that I liked Alex.a lot. Thoughts of
her and an angry Jackie ran rampantly through my mind. I
couldn't focus or concentrate on whatever it was that Mrs.
Lambardo, the bio teacher, was going on about. My mind
drifted back to the beginning of school, before the bell,
when Jackie and I had our little argument.

The fifteen minute walk to school was filled with
conversation and silence. Jackie and Alex had a lively
conversation, while I contributed to the silence. More than
once Jackie would ask me a question and more than once one
word or a shrug of my shoulders was my reply. Eventually
Alex gave up and Jackie gave me the cold shoulder. After
walking Alex to her homeroom class I could tell that Jackie
was more that a little annoyed with me. The hallway was semi
filled with students buzzing about and a few of those
students sensed the tension between Jackie and I. A vicious
glares were sent to any rubber neckers, (courtesy of Jackie)
so we were at least ensured some privacy.
     What is your problem?" Agitation seemed to be dripping
from her lips and shooting from her dark brown eyes all in
my direction. The dumbfounded look on my face must have set
her off even more because she didn't even give me a chance
to respond. "Why are you being such a stuck up bitch? Alex
is new here, she doesn't know anyone. You could try be a
little more welcome you know!" I was taken aback by Jackie's
verbal attack. Her dark eyes hardened and her normal round
lips were scrunched up. This was Jackie's battle face.
Provoking her wouldn't be a great idea right now but I was
pissed. Around here Jackie was known as the "queen of all
bitches". She was ice cold to anyone who was on her bad
side, and more often than not she completely ignored new
students as if they were invisible. I was the one who
usually went out of my way to befriend new students and now
just because she eats lunch with someone and walks them to
school she's "little miss philanthropist"! I wasn't about to
take her bullshit so early in the morning.
     "Whatever," I said turning sharply on my heel. "I don't
need this; we can talk when you're not being such a drama
queen."
I didn't see the stunned look on her face, by then I was
already at the other end of the hall.


Entry 4
Day 2 .07 (English class HRM)
     Someone really hates me.
I usually get along with everyone.
Not the case at this school.
Yakira hates me.
I have no idea why.
I'm trying not to care but still,
Why does she hate me?

Entry 5
Day 2 .07 (Mi Cassa)
     Talk about your awkward situations.
At lunch I waited with Jackie at Yakira's locker.
She didn't show.
Apparently they had some sort of fight.
Jackie kept saying it was no big deal.
She was so lying.
I knew she was hurt.
Eventually we went to the caff.
I felt weird because I didn't really know what to say.
So I started talking.
About: the academia.
Jackie was pretty impressed.
About: the whole ballet thing.
She made me promise to teach her some moves.
Yea right, NEVER gonna HAPPEN.
Anywho.
Once I started talking I couldn't stop.
When I did stop, talking, I felt weird, more like stupid.
I said too much, I think.
Then Jackie asked me the dreaded question:
"So Alex.why'd you leave the Academia?"
I shrugged, but she was waiting for an answer.
Lucky for me the bell rang.

*note to self: keep mouth shut especially when it comes to
the Academia.


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