Her FaceBook Friend

Always Take Disrespect personally. Wrongly. Always.” [Jacqueline]

*******

[Jacqueline’s POV]

I followed Nina by looking at her feet, as the noise around us grew louder. I shouldn’t have worn her clothes. I wasn’t even sure if I looked nice or if I looked fat. Me wearing a short top while my hair laid down on my shoulder loosely. It was creating a hell of anxiety within me.

A said to cla**mate B “Well, what the hell is she doing with Nina?”

“Who knows?” B answered.

“Did you see what she is wearing?” C questioned.

“I did. Dang, she doesn’t look that bad.” A replied.

“I think she is trying to impress someone.” B scoffed and retorted.

“I think you are right.” C and A agreed.

I wish what they said to be true. If only I could impress someone, I might have been having normal friends like them. I might be gossiping about someone like them too. I sighed, I didn’t need to pity myself.

ADVERTISEMENT

boy whistled, “Dude. I want this s*** now.” My palms clenched

shine.” My head jerked up at her as I looked at Nina. She was in a staredown with the guy, who was talking s*** about me. After some stank-eye between them, the guy sat down as his friend pointed to a seat in the back where Rohan seemed to be

found me pitiful? Halfway across the room, I realized I didn’t sit at the back and we never sit together. Why was I following her

looked offended, as her eyes narrowed down at me dangerously. My face contorted in confusion as I

is there.” I pointed to the place. Her eyes

Jacqueline, we are sitting

“But. I sit.”

“Please.”

“Okay.”

at us. Or most probably me. Nina turned around and stuck her tongue at him. He snorted, behaving like he was angry with her. He didn’t seem angry though, when I had looked at him he looked more like a guy who was sitting leisurely. I

by someone jealous of us.” I held myself to roll my eyes at her. He wasn’t jealous of us. It was not like I was stealing his best

ADVERTISEMENT

realize the teacher has arrived. Everyone greets her by standing up and singing Good Morning Mam, while she smiles and replies, Good morning students. Mrs. Neha Tyagi was pretty and tall. Her wheat skin was free of any makeup and around spectacles covered her eyes. Her black eyes always seemed to be filled with kindness. Her face was Oblong a short b***on nose and thick lips. Her clothes were always of modest light colors. She was a remarkable teacher and extremely hardworking at her job. I could still remember the first time we met face to face. It was about the time when she was just a**igned to teach us biology and I

first thought I was being a dramatic kid but then realizing that my tears were for real she asked me to go back to my seat. I did sit down quietly but my tears flowed down my cheeks. She asked

a teacher were immense, she was a HOD of Biology of our school.

started as she moved from blackboard to smart board to teach us how the nervous system works. She had already taken help from some of our cla**mates to take the blinds down and closed the windows. The lights at this time were off and

information through our senses, processes the information, and triggers reactions, such as making your muscles move or causing

a plate appeared on the screen. As she explained the example. “For example, if you touch a hot plate, you reflexively pull back your hand and

Nina Snickers jointly. And then laugh pointing a finger towards

gathered my hair and lifted them high as one does when they tie it in a ponytail. I try to crane my neck to glare at him, but he tightens his grip