Land of Kisses / Jummy

Okay, so I'm stressed. This is the point where a girl knows she has to examine her life. Today when I had to work in groups in science class, a girl told me that someone told her that she hates me. She hates me to the point where every time she sees my face, she wants to punch it. I asked desperately for the name, but Leah, the girl that told me this, just leaned and told Tanya the name when she asked, and it was only once. I started giving options to select one that is correct. "Is it a girl that was in the school for a long time?" I asked. "No", Leah replied. I didn't give up. I was delighted, because Melissa is someone who doesn't like me after I playfully hit her. She didn't accept my apology and is still mad at me. Having Melissa mad at you is not a good thing because she is popular, and she's ugly. As soon as I mentioned her name, Leah and Tanya gave me a twisted look because Melissa is known as this amiable and vivacious person, who is so sweet. This hurts me so bad and Tanya reminded me by saying Aneeja has an enemy. Then she saw the puzzled look on my face and she asked, "You thinking 'bout who said that, right?". "Yeah, I want to know." I replied. Tanya responded saying, "She is smart by not letting you know, because you look like the person that will run off and tell Dean Connor." I look like a snitch, that's what she is telling me. This hurtful conversation started when Ms. Beatrice gave us our grades and she didn't pick me out of the strongest essays on the test, so I had to ask her what I got. Tanya got a 84, and Leah got a 80, but I got a 94, I was vexed because my friend had higher than me and I wanted to increase. The attitude on my face led to Tanya question what was my grade. When I told her, she came out with this comment that cast a shadow over my heart. "See, this is one of the reasons why I hate you. I want to punch you in the face." Tanya said. That is when Kurt slapped my neck in anger. Then, Leah mentioned all what I told you. So now you know that, I will continue, so she was like "That girl is not the only one, I want to punch you, but I'm not keeping it a secret, I'm letting you know. I hate you and I know I'm not the only one. Every time I see your face I want to punch it." Mr. Trouble Starter Waldo then started agreeing with her, then Tanya felt the same reaction I felt by calling him a troublemaker. With all that pressure weighing me down, I felt troubled. I scammed through the people that treat me like trash the way Tanya and the mystery girl do. I know that like 85% of the school treat me like trash. I don't know what's written on my head, but as soon as they see me they think they can disrespect me. It hurts and I want to cry. I want to drown in my tears, but I have to get to my history class and if Tanya sees me crying, she will find me vulnerable because I'm letting that mystery girl dampen my soul. Well, I'm in advanced science and I know this bully. We are friends and her name is Reeasia and as soon as I thought of this I felt happy. I don't know, but I have one friend I'm clenching on and sometimes I feel like I'm losing her. I hate high school and I hate---. I quickly ran in the bathroom on my way to math class. Sobs roll down my cheeks as it gave it a warm kiss that healed the wounds in my heart. I looked at my face in the mirror and I was looking at that face as I never saw it before. I was looking at it like I don't own it. But before the incident, I felt my face look heavenly and beautiful, but now I saw it in disgust and shame. There was an inner voice that was trying to remind me I'm pretty, but I just told it to shut up because I have to face reality. Reality was saying Mirror Mirror on the wall, What do you see, You see beauty that seems so small and Before you crack, this girl should leave. I listened to the inner man I called reality, I called my life. I hurried and on my way I saw Karl. Karl screamed my name in a joyous sound that deceived my face to smile after my face has been murdered, after my soul have been murdered by words that has stained my heart. I neglected to give him a hug. When I turned around, I saw Francisco, but Francis for short. My heart stopped and for the first time, our eyes met in a passion that was so strong, my eyes lost its breath, but I felt this was the closest we ever felt. That moment healed my wounds in my heart as we shared a moment where we looked into each windows and felt a small connection. I don't care if it was less than a second, I felt that moment and it is now imprinted in my heart. Every time I revisit that moment, there is this gravitational force I can't control that makes me smile. I had to avoid Francis's presence because everyone around me say I like him because every time he move, I move, so I tried to truncate that comment by avoiding him. Especially, when he thought that too and tried to avoid me. We had moments where he never stopped hugging me, I love those, I feel that he squeezed all misery, pain, and troubles out of me. So I'm out of school and I'm on my way to the bus stop and the clique is playing "booty tag". The most popular girl Sameea, tagged me and I laughed trying to play it cool, but the way they was noticed me, I was popular but does it have to be through "booty tag"? As I gazed in the distance, I saw the different groups dispersed by the bus stop. I thought to myself, what is needed to be popular to be part of the group where everyone admires you. I tried that so hard, but it is evitable. Look, when I came to this school, everyone knew Aneeja as the taciturn, amiable, humble girl. I was an outcast from my class, no excuse me, big mistake, I was an outcast from my school. My hair was nastier than a homeless person. I wore no earrings, no jewelry, and I dressed in a way that had no fashion. People avoided talking to me and I was derided by my peers and I was an object of derision in front of my teachers too. I had no friends and I was insulted more than a person talks in an average day. But, as they say you are a product of your environment. I started evolving, evolving to one I can't even resemble. First, I talk too much, so you need to know me first. My name is Aneeja Walzz Soablin. I am not AFRICAN, racist people, I am Haitian and from Zimbabwe. I am the oldest of five children, well is four of us now. The second one Rayna died two years ago. I live with my mom and dad, and my grandmother Old Bubbie. I am very austere with my grades and is considered lame by my friends. I want to be a dancer. My parents twist their face every time they hear that. Anyway, for me I don't care what they think, plus I want to be an actress. Well, I felt like days were good because well, people are noticing me and appreciating my beauty. Before I used to think that I'm a face and while all the others faces are shining, I'm dim, but now my face is getting shinier and shinier everyday, even Francis knows that. I miss him. He was into me like really into me. I promised myself to give him a hug because I'm just being mean to him as every time I walk past him, I ignore and have an attitude at him; I don't know why. I text him and he didn't reply so when he text me, I would not reply. I feel that my popularity status is very low and I intend to boost it in a safe way. That is not the only one that needs boosting, it is also my grades, I want to be top of the class, and I got to work really hard. Things are looking nice for me, it's just for Math (Algebra). I hate that class. Before, I hated art, but it is like every single day, I am improving in my art skills and my projects that I always doubt look nice always has this peculiar meaning to my art teacher making it to actually like it. I thinks it because I'm blessed because all my friends know that I kind of lack that potential. Okay, so let me tell you about today. Today was like every other day as a freshman in high school, but the thing that made it different is that Kelvin was actually talking to me and um, as I remembered, he only talk to the girls he have "interest in". I'm very hyped and I intend to keep it that way. For a girl to look pretty, the main things they are concerned with is hair, make up, clothes, and association. Well, that is what I learned from the biggest hoe on Earth named Serene who is doing everything she can to take Francis.