Thursday, 18 September 2008
05:42:30 PM (GMT)
I sent this letter, hoping i would help Football. His problem reminded me of Stan,
but that couldn't be him, i thought. He has Amanda, why would he want me.
The next day at school, Stan was talking to amanda in the front yard of the school.
He seemed a bit steamed, but she kissed him, and he calmed down for a bit, then
started to yell at her.
"You can't just kiss me and expect everything to be all right again!"
"Oh, why is that?"
"Because you kissing me doesn't stop the problem!"
"You smoking! It can kill you you know!"
"I do. If you want to be my girlfriend, you need to be alive!"
"Whatever!? Is that all you have to say!?"
"Well, i guess we're over then."
"What!" Amanda gasped. Everyone around them turned their heads.
"We're through! goodbye!" He stomped into the school. Everyone continued staring at
"What are you looking at!?" she yelled to a nearbye girl, who had stopped talking to
her friend and was watching the scene unfold.
After last period, i walked to my locker, only to find Stan, standing near my
"Hi" I answered, trying to keep cool.
"I'm guessing you know that Amanda and i are no longer an item?"
"Yah, i saw." I answered
"Um... do you wanna go get pizza with me and a couple of friends tonight?"
"I can't. I have tons of homework."
"Oh," he lowered his head.
"But, if you and your friends wouldn't mind waiting til friday, i'd be free then."
"Great!" He said, really excited. "I mean... that's fine."
"Good." He began to walk away
"Yah?" He looked back at me.
"Who's going?" He smiled, and started giving me some names. I didn't really know any
of them, but if they were anything like Stan, I'd have a great night.
On my way home from school , i decided to call Janice and tell her, even if she did
hate me, i really wanted to tell her.
As i dialed her number, i thought of how i would start. Would she want to talk to me,
or would i have to plead?
"Hello?" I heard a voice come out of the phone. It startled me slightly, since i had
been deep in thought.
"Hello? they repeated. It was Jan.
"Yah, who is this?"
"This is Vanessa."
"What do you want Vanessa?" she said, angrily.
"I just wanted to talk. I miss you."
"Yah, well... i guess i kinda miss you too."
"A little. So, what did you want to talk about?" And i told her all about Stan, how
he had talked to me the other day, and how he met me at my locker.
"Did he dump Amanda?"
"Yah, i said. Didn't you see?"
"No, i was late. My mom's been drinking again." she sounded really sad.
"Oh, well, he dumped her. It was really bad."
"I wonder if Amanda is okay."
"Oh, i'm sure she is." There was a loud beep.
"Hold on, Amanda's on the other line."
"Don't tell her about Stan!"
"All right, just a second."
I waited a little while, becoming slightly worried when she came back, slightly
"Amanda's in the hospital!"