The story so far:
Jessica bit down her nails while staring at everyone who entered the cafeteria. She kept looking at the clock on the wall, wondering what was taking Claire so long.
"There she is." Stacey whispered to her.
Jessica took a deep breath, and after being nudged by Stacey she got up, and headed towards Claire who was chatting with her friends near the doorway of the cafeteria.
"Hi Claire." Jessica said facing her.
She watched Claire look her up and down and rolled her eyes.
"What do you want?" Claire asked with much attitude.
"I wanted to know if I could talk to you alone." Jessica said.
Claire swung her long blonde hair over her shoulder, and sucked her teeth. She shewed her friends away with her well manicured hand, before facing Jessica again.
"Make it quick." Claire said placing one hand on her hip.
"Sean told me to give you this." Jessica said handing Claire a note.
Sean was Claire's ex boyfriend, and captain of the football team. after they broke up he wouldn't give Claire the time of day, but that didn't stop her from obsessing over him.
Jessica watched Claire open the note, and carefully read it over. After reading it she looked up at Jessica with a big smile plastered to her face.
"Thanks...freak." She said before walking away and joining her friends at the lunch table.
Instead of sitting back down again with Stacey, Jessica headed to the girls bathroom on the second floor as she was instructed, and waited for Stacey.
Jessica had no idea what was in that letter, she was only told to give it to Claire, but not read it. She wondered what in that letter would make Claire smile like that.
"Good job." Stacey said upon entering the bathroom.
"Was that letter really from Sean?" Jessica asked feeling left out of the loop.
"Yeah." Stacey answered while fixing her hair in the bathroom mirror.
"Well what did it say?" Jessica probed.
"Some things are better left untold." Stacey smiled before exiting the bathroom.
Jessica stood there puzzled wondering what exactly Stacey was up to. She never offered details about what she planned to do to Claire, but Jessica knew she had something up her sleeve.
Jessica went home that afternoon trying to put what happened in school out of her mind. She didn't know what Stacey was up to, and she didn't want to know at this point.
"How was school?" Her mother asked before she could make her way up the stairs.
"Fine." Jessica mumbled. She still felt resentment towards her mother for everything that occured the other night.
She walked pass Erica's room, and stood in her doorway looking at all the boxes and suitcases scattered around her floor.
"Your really leeaving?" Jessica quizzed.
"Ofcourse." Erica said while stomping on her suitcase trying to get it closed.
Instead of responding Jessica just went to her room. She opened her door, and jumped when she saw her father sitting on her bed.
"Didn't mean to startle ya." He laughed. "I've been waiting for you."
"Why?" She asked.
"I think we need to have a talk." He said motioning for Jessica to sit next to him.
She cringed at the thought of sitting next to him. 'Why is he in here?' She thought looking him over. She wanted nothing to do with him, and now he was invading her personal space.
"I don't want to talk." She finally said.
She looked at his frustrated expression, and wondered what he was thinking.
"Fine...I'm done trying." He said before exiting her room.
"Good' She thought as she closed and locked the door behind him. He made her feel really uncomfortable, and she knew he didn't have her best intentions at heart. She wished she could somehow prove this to her mother, but she knew her mother was blinded by love.