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The Girl We Thought We All Knew~1~

Me:but I didn't do anything 
Mr.Falls:Actually tomorrow my room till 4 to 6pm don't be late
Me:but---
Mr.Falls:NO BUT'S Mr.Jackson 
I sighed while rolling my eye's in sitting back in my sit I hate 
Mr.Falls he's always all up in my kol-aid it's like what the hell
do you want man excuse my language but he is so irritating 
And plus he hate's my brothers' and I's music anyway's 
my last class period is with Jammie was there she sit's beside in 
my row 2 seat's down cause we have assigned seat's in this class
hate those.I found out she really smart in social studies one 
of the most boringst subjects next's to English 
Then it was time to head home I got on the bus....She's on my 
bus!
omg omg okay I seriously need to calm down 
I set beside her she didn't act like she cared i was there 
she was listening to her Ipod(let's presented people)I turn my 
body facing her she looked up and took one of her earphones out
"Hi my name's Michael but you probably knew that your Jammie
right" I said then held out my hand she looked at it then back
at me then shook my hand softly once with her soft hands and
let go with no like flirting or giving me a hug like most girls
and then guess what she does....put's back on her headphone and
looks out the window no girl I mean NO GIRL I have ever met in
my life has just walked away or didn't feel like talking to me
and what she did tell me she not the type of girl to ever be 
fake or not tell the truth she'll tell you straight up 
and that just turns me on 
I went back to talking to the rest of the football players
(I'm a quarterback by the way)and we were goofing off 
the bus went on a different rout like in a woodsy place we 
stopped at a big cabin house and kid's were playing outside 
around the house 
she tapped my shoulder
"Can you move so I can go" she said "huh sure" I said while
getting up she went off of the bus without a word all the kids
ran to her an hugged her legs they walked inside Latoya and her
friends were calling her holes and saying she's mean cause she
doesn't know who her baby daddy is I thought that was kinda 
mean but what if there right..... 
      Well I got home and went to studied Social Studies cause
I want to impress her with my smartness ;)

It's been 2weeks and everyone's making up crazy humors and 
stuff about Jammie like some boys' say one night they went
to her house and she stripped for them and some say 
that she works at a strip club on the weekends it's crazy
and in the hallway they yell at her calling her names she 
doesn't sat anything just rolls her eye's and walks away 
but one thing they can't make her do is cry and if she does
it's not in front of anyone she doesn't talk to anyone 
and all the sluty cheerleaders that are just like groupies
that my brothers' dates or just have a one night stand with
try to her to hang out with them but she never say's a word
to them

I still try to talk to her but all we get out is 
hi
--hi
bye
--bye 
and in between I'm the one doing all the talking
doesn't like me but I'm still trying

Two months have past and I can tell Jammie's getting weirder and
weirder everyday today she can 30min's late to English 
with sunglasses and mugs with black sweat pant's and black 
long sleeve's turtle neck and it's like 100 degrees outside is 
she crazy! 
she sat down

Mrs.homes:class please take out your--*looks at Jammie who has
a book over her face* Jammie put the book down 
Jammie took her sunglasses off the talbe and put them on while
holding the book still up then put it down 
Mr.Homes:Take the glasses off 
Jammie just sat there 
Mrs.Homes walked over and took her glasses off 
Everybody:*GASP!! and whispers*

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