The Passenger
By Heloise
A girl walked in. She walked gracefully, it’s like a wind around her as she walked.
“My name is Jessie Willison.”
At break time, I saw her, talked with the classmates around her. I walked to my seat.
“Morning, you are Tracy right?”
“Morning.” I said. That moment I had so many question marks in my brain. Why she know me? Did the other people tell her? No people say morning so nicely except Cathy and Alice. But I’m sure one thing, she’s kind of nice.
Breaktime again, I felt bored. Cathy and Alice were talking beside me, then I saw a student.
“Why r u eating this, fatty? You like to eat? Ok.” I said, grabbed the candy and hardly threw to the ground. Cathy and Alice were laughing, sitting on the table beside me.
“Eat it! Don’t you like it? Don’t waste the food.”
“Tracy, don’t do that.” Jessie and Angela beside me, I am surprised that she said gently, not to be mean.
“Hi, oh! Here’s the cookies I just got, do you want?” she gave the people around me all some cookies.
“Where are you from, Jessie?” I asked.
“I was born in California, here. But I lived in New York. And my dad got a job here, so I came back., friends?”
“Well, welcome.” I replied.
She always talk to me. If she saw me past, she smiled to me. Even there’s many people around her. We became friends anyway, we chat a lot in those weeks. She seemed to be nice. She seemed to be popular. She seemed to be scary too, but why? Not scary but, I feel like there’s a dark shadow behind her. Am I afraid? Why? She’s mysterious, in my way. Just don’t know for no reason. I believe I am just thinking too much.
Why? Everyone looked meanly as they pass beside me. I saw disgust and hate in their eyes, instead of fear. That is not only unusual, but uncomfortable. Then I heard a voice, behind, I knew was Jessie. The answer is yes, but Cathy and Alice also.
“Hey! Is it fun to call you ugly, Ugly?” Cathy said meanly.
“Wow! How dare you said that to me?”I replied angrily.
“That was fun to bully others, right?” said Alice.
“Don’t be jealous, and just say someone’s bad. You’re not good to anywhere. We will never follow you anymore!” shouted Cathy.
“Well, good luck.” smiled Jessie.
I turned off the night. What’s going on here? WHy everyone is hating me right now?Am I too harsh? Am I wrong? Did I do anything? I heard some of the students were talking, I knew that Jessie told them my bad. Why Jessie? Why? I sat on my bed, hugged my legs.
“No! No! Ah, no!” I cried, I really cried. I thought of something. The voices stuck around my head.
“Go away!”
“You’re not belong here.”
“Ugly!”
“Ahahahaha!”
“Monster.”
“Go back home!”
“Nooo… no.. please don’t…” I can’t control my tears. A drop by a drop. My shirt, my arms, my knees and my hands were all wet.
I thought a lots that night, staring outside f the window. Just staring. The strong face makes up the weak heart. Acting tough, hiding fear. Wearing a mask to pretend well. As we grow, we learned to cover something. I wonder where am I. The real myself.
“Hey, I am very sorry about what I did before, really.” I don’t ever apologize to someone. Jessie just smiled. I know that was definitely a forgive in her smile. Cathy and Alice forgave me, they said it was Jessie confuse them by saying my bad. I knew. And we’re still friends. In the after few weeks, I tried to help and talk to people. Being nice and kind is not a hard work for me actually, they were surprised. Most of them were being nice now, but some of them were still doesn’t talk. The things that was weird, Jessie just disappeared! She didn’t come to school for a several weeks. I wonder if she’s sick or something. Til I heard a big news, Jesse was gone! She left, but why? I asked people everywhere, but no one knows. I don’t think I am gonna be good friends with her if I met her again, but I think I’ll remember her. She’s the passenger of my life, likely.