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fingers through his hair, before leaning his head back on the headrest.
    “I have something to tell you, but I’m not sure I’m ready yet.” His statement scares me a little bit. 
    “Also, I’m sorry he ruined our date night. Geez, I should have known he would pull something like this. I should have. I’m sorry Jenna. I really am.”  I shake my head at him before he can continue to rattle off his apologies for nothing that he could control.
    “Don’t its fine. You can tell me when you’re ready, and you have no reason to be sorry. All I want is to be here with you. I don’t want to talk about Corey and what he says to try and ruin our time together.” I smile up at him, and he returns the favor. Grabbing my hand in his, all I need is him, he makes those moments that seem so dark and weak, brighter and easier to walk through. With him by my side Corey can never succeed.

 
     
     
     
     
    Hate Is a Strong Word
    Hate is a strong word, probably one of the strongest words that you can use to describe your feelings about someone. If you’re going to use it you best really “hate” that person. That’s the difference between me and others. I didn’t hate these people for being mean to me. That’s why when Angela, Corey’s sister and the most wickedest witch of the west dumped her whole tray of food on me, not once, but twice, and told me how much of a piece of shit I was and that she hated me, I sat there and did nothing.
    The difference between them and me when it comes to the word “hate” was that I had been given every reason under the sun to hate them, yet I didn’t. They had no reason to hate me, but yet they did. It was an understatement to say I was having a bad week.
    After heading to the bathroom to pick spaghetti noodles out of my hair, and get the red sauce off of my sweatshirt I headed to my locker, or to find Mimi whichever I came across first. I left the bathroom with my head held high, that bitch would get what was coming to her. They snickered, pointing and laughing as I walked past the lunch room. They were the worst kind of evil.
    “What the hell happened to you Jen?” Mimi’s voice echoes in my mind, pulling my attention to her and away from the cackling evil witches. I look at her dolefully.
    “What does it look like happened?” I say pointing at the red splotches on my shirt and looking for a noodle in my dark locks that I’m sure I missed. Her eyes avert to the girls behind me that I know are still staring and probably laughing.
    “She did this to you? That little bitch.” She says, glowering at them. “I’m so going to go fifty shades of crazy on her ass. Where’s Corey, he probably put her up to this.”
    I shrug my shoulders. “It doesn’t matter Mimi, I try not to draw attention to myself, they’re mean, I fight back, and then they become meaner. It doesn’t matter what I do they don’t stop.” I sound defeated, and really I am. I’m exhausted.
    Mimi grabs my arm leading me down the hall toward the gym and away from the cafeteria. “You have to tell someone Jen, you have to. What about your mom? A teacher? I can’t let you go through this anymore.” I shake my head at her. What doesn’t she get? No one cares and no one will help.
    “You know my mom is too busy to care, and even if she did take notice she wouldn’t say anything other than stop causing problems for yourself and we both know what getting the school involved does. “Sigh, this is a lost cause. Nothing will stop them until I move away, and most people are sad to graduate. Not me, I’ll have my middle fingers so high in the air.
    “I don’t know what to do. But I do know I’m not letting you deal with this alone anymore. What does Rex say about this?” Great now were back to Rex. Just what I want to do, she switches gears so fast I don’t even think she knows what she’s talking about sometimes.
    “Rex and I have done everything we possibly can to keep our friendship a secret. They