Short Stories

Chapter 3 - One of the Jenner's

Chapter 3
Kylie Jenner is The Only Way to Describe that Thing

I was at my locker. Currently 6:50. Yes it was almost 7 am and I was at school already. After dinner last night I haven't talked to Jordan or Dylan and I don't plan on it anytime soon. I came to school early because I wanted to scout out my classes since I know my schedule. I even remember it. Another reason I came to school was because when I was done finding out where my classes were I was going to find a book in the library and then hideout in my first hour class. Which is art.

I'm sure after last night Dylan or Jordan had texted everyone at school about my hearing problem. So either everyone's gonna stare at me like I'm a diseased rat or they're gonna be really sweet and treat me differently. Either way I don't want any of those two options to happen. So my only option is: avoid all human contact at all costs. I mean how hard can it be?
I was wrong. So wrong. Apparently I have a specialty for being wrong. Turns out that no one knew about my disability, except for the teachers. I guess Jordan and Dylan didn't care if I was deaf or not. So after class a lot of people kept trying to talk to me and I just ignored them. I kind of felt bad. Everyone was being so friendly and I couldn't talk back to them. Even some sweet kids asked me if I wanted to sit by them at lunch but I just shook my head.

I brought my own lunch and ended up eating it on the schools roof. Just as I was tearing into my Mexican burrito my sister texted me. She told me that she was so bored at home and wanted to do something with me after school. I said I have work after school and she volunteered to accompany me.

Soon enough the bell rang and I had to go back into school. On the bright side I had study hall after lunch and got a pass from the Librarian. I didn't actually get a pass from her. I stole a pass and forged her handwriting on it. It  wasn't that hard and my study hall teacher even bought my act. I ended up roaming the halls until I stopped at the auditorium. I stared at the doors for awhile. Peeking every few seconds inside to make sure no one was in there. Then once I knew the coast was clear I pushed the doors open and walked onto the stage. The auditorium was in the basement of the school so I'm pretty sure no one could hear me from down here.

The auditorium was mysterious and dark. Not dark like pitch black dark though. I could still see. There was a piano on the stage so I instantly sat on its bench and started playing. I played a few keys to test it out first. Then I started to play a slow song which turned into an up beat chorus. Feeling the beat of the music makes me want to dance. So I pulled out my phone and played my favorite song. I listened to this song so many times that I even made my own choreography to it. My feet start moving and pretty soon I'm dancing my heart out. On a stage I dance like no one's watching. I dance so hard that I can't catch my own breathe.

Luckily the song ends just as I do a black flip of the stage (I'm getting carried away too much.) I take multiple deep breaths as I lean against the stage.
The lights flicker on around me and my head snaps up to the balcony. A tiny kid with curly hair stands by the controllers.

"You can go now, George!" I hear a sharp female voice command the short boy to leave. He does. I bring my head down to face this female voice. I come face to face with the one and only Casey Zesfer. My fake her matches her also equally fake hair with the amount of extensions she's put in it. She wears too much makeup on her face and her outfit screams Kylie Jenner. She's almost the same height as me but I'm a foot taller even with her heels on. It's kind of sad that Jordan didn't realize that I wasn't his girlfriend. We look nothing alike if you think about it.

"You're Emerald, right? You want to try out for cheerleading? We could use a girl with your kind of strength if you can dance like that." She gets straight to the point and for some reason her compliments piss me off. I grab my phone and walk away from her but another girl comes out of no where and traps me so I turn to the other exit but a girl is also blocking that way. Bridget and Emma. Best friends to Casey. They walk closer to me as I back into the stage again.

I'm trapped and I have no idea what's happening.

Casey puts her arm on my shoulder. "I saw you put your hands on Jo when I came down the stairs yesterday."

Shit. This ain't good. Jorden said that she would act crazy if she found out.

"You're new so I'll let this slide plus I confronted him last night and he said it was an accident. So I'll forgive you and let you become one of my besties. You should join cheer, yeah?" She repeats to me again.

I'm confused. What the fuck is going on? Does she think I'm her enemy and she's using that "keep your friends close but your enemies closer" tactic? Because thats the only thing that makes sense right now. I stare at her.

"Why isn't she speaking?" Asks Bridget.

"Did she zone out?"

"Maybe she's considering our offer."

"Is she okay?"

"She looks constipated."

"What's wrong with her?"

"Girls. Stop talking." Casey's frustration quiets the girls. "Are you going to stand there like an idiot or answer my question?" She waves a hand in my face. "EMERALD!"

"Casey?" A faint voice is heard from her yelling.

"Jordy poo!" Casey runs and practically tackles Jordan into a hug. Then they kiss each other on the lips.

"What's happening, babe?" Jordan stops sucking her face to ask that question.

"Nothing. Right Emerald?" Her eyes are expecting me to cooperate.

I hate her. She didn't even do anything to me and I hate her already. Along with Jordan and Dylan. And the rest of the Beshers. They think they own this town because they're so rich.

Well guess what? They're nothing anymore. Now I'm the richest in town so you better not fucking test me bitch. I know people like you. The girlfriends that always end up crazy or pregnant. That's what always happens in those kinds of movies.

I walk towards her. I want to flip her off or at least punch her in the face but I don't. I always behave no matter what so I walk right past her and exit the auditorium. I also exit the school and text my sister to meet me at the cities playground. I walk there with nothing but my phone in hand as I wait for Izzy.

No one will care if I ditch school on the first day. Nothing even happens when you first come back to school and it's not like I skipped the whole school day. Just a portion of it. Mom will forgive me if she finds out.