Chapter Six

2004, Macon, Georgia

My jaw trembled without even noticing.

What Hansen showed me was a small poster with the paper made hot pink. The poster read:

"I ship Hessie! You should too! (AKA Hansen and Jessie!) Vote Hansen and Jessie prom king and queen !"

The poster had a heart with an arrow going through it with the letters H and J in it. I grabbed the paper out of his hand and straight up ran to Biology. I know I said I'm not rude, and I'm not, but this situation called for drastic measures.

I slammed Mr. Richard's classroom door open, thank god he was in the restroom or from that alone I would get a detention.

"HOW THE HELL DO YOU EXPLAIN THIS?!!" I shoved the poster in Fiona's face. She just stares at me. I could tell that she's holding in a smile.

"YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO PEOPLE! Why WOULD YOU DO THIS?!" Now she's DEFINITELY holding in a smile. I look around the room seeing people's faces.

Somehow they manage to look scared and on the verge of laughing at the same time. I blush so hard. This whole situation is SO STUPID. Imagine. These dumb teenagers have NOTHING better to do that taunt kid's social life.

WHICH in itself isn't easy building a good one, especially with the endless workload.

I just couldn't keep my big mouth closed. I was getting so pissed that I screamed at the class "YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY, YA LIL PUNKS?? THIS FAKE RELATIONSHIP RUMOR ALL BECAUSE OF ONE STUPID LITTLE NOTE I THREW?!"

"Miss Gatson?"

My heart drops to the ground.

"You were throwing notes during class?"

Ha. As if I couldn't get into any MORE of a rut. I JUST SO HAPPEN to be admitting that I threw a note in class when my teacher comes back from the restroom. Amazing. Fan-flippin-tabulous.

"Miss Gatson, I'm going to have-ta give you a detention. I would also appreciate it if you see me after class.

Normal responsibilities. Beef with Hansen. Beef with Fiona and the others. Beef with the class and now the school. Nala is still not at school and hasn't left back a voice message or called back. Detention.