Wow, I really really hate school. Even more so now that John and I are fighting. Bea was sick, and I think Matt had a court date for something. Frank wasn't there and so it was just Rhonda and I. One of the air-heads(Steph I think her name is) came up to me while I was rooting around in my locker and said; "So, tell me, did you and John break up? Because he sure is stuck to Beth," then pointed a perfectly manicured finger down the hallway and sure enough, this bitch Beth was completely HANGING on John. I mean it was sickening. John looked pretty fucked up. His hair resembles that of Johnny Depp in Sleepy Hollow, and he looked almost ashen. His eyes were red as well. I don't think he even noticed that Beth was almost eating him. He had this very far away look in his eyes. Why did he even come to school? I didn't go to school for weeks when my mom died(I was only in first grade) but there he was slugging through the day. A huge part of me wanted to comfort him. But the things he said the other night really hurt. I know half of it was in a drunken state, but still. I have been drunk a few times, and each time I knew exactly what was going around me, and remembered everything that happened later on. It took everyone ounce of my self control from punching Beth and trying to comfort John. Beth obviously wasn't trying to. She was just chewing his ear off, the little bitch. I expressed all of this to Rhonda, who got this very curious look on her face. Like she was thinking of something heavy and didn't like it. Then she said; "You know, I heard some stuff that his dad might have been murdered," I was shocked. "Whatdaya mean?" I asked. "I thought his dad died in a car accident." Then Rhonda shook her head. "Autopsy showed there was a lot of narcodics in his system." Then I asked; "Why did they do an autopsy if he died in a car reck?" Rhonda seemed annoyed now at my ignorance. "Because, it was daylight out, there was no one on the road, and all of a sudden he wrapped his car around a tree." I started to finally get it. Then I said; "Maybe he was fiddling with the radio..." Rhonda then took me by my shoulders and shook me; "Sadie!" She yelled, "Are you stupid or something? What would he be doing with a huge amount of horse tranq's in his system? Don't you see it? He was drugged, then fell asleep and hit a tree." I was quiet for a long time. Then, to top off this wonderful day, George comes ambling up to me during break, and drapes his big ape arm over my shoulder. I ducked out of it and turned around to face him with my hands on my hips. "What the hell?" I snap at him. "You're the one who dumped me...so why aren't you leaving me alone?" He simply smirked and said, "I got the feeling that you didn't really like me after we DID IT, and so I said we should have a little break. It was for you." Suddenly it dawned on me. "You just want some more sex," I declared. "I can't say that wouldn't be welcome." he admitted. I glared at him, and turned round to leave. But he grabbed my arm and swung me back around and kissed me. I jerked out of his grasp and slapped him, then said, "Do you want me to break your nose again? Or how about something else that you would...miss." He glared at me, and raised his hand like he was going to back-hand me, then thought better of it and stalked away. I wouldn't have admitted it any other place; but I was shaking when I got to French. Today just sucked and I wished it could be erased from my memory, or never happend. I still get a strange pang in my stomach when thinking of Beth and John. Wow that was a long entry, sorry.