Now I am Completely Embarrassed

I seriously can't believe Kenzie let me down, just like Mirabelle did to me back then. I feel hurt, embarrassed and sad because I actually almost let myself trust her. Now I look like a loser to that guy, can I get anymore pathetic. At that moment, I saw that I had been tagged in Mirabelle's Snapchat story, it was a video of me falling into the pool. I didn't want to read the comments because it would make feel worse, I dropped my phone and turned towards the window beside my bed.

The next morning, I begged mom if she could let me change my school but she forced me into the car and drove me to school. When I stepped into the crowded hallway, everyone ignored me as usual which was kinda weird, I expected them to laugh at me or say something but they didn't, I saw Kenzie had joined Mirabelle's squad and she didn't even acknowledge me when I walked past her.It was during P.E, the last period of the day, I was really tired after running five laps around the gym, let's just say I lack the skills in anything that involves a lot of exercise. I went into the showers in the girls locker room after class, I made sure there was no one left before going in cause I'm really self conscious. The shower was cold but cooling and I didn't smell bad again, I went to check my bag for my clothes but then I saw it was empty, I looked around the room for it but I didn't find it.

How the heck can I get home without anyone seeing me in nothing but a t shirt and a towel, I then sat down in frustration. Mirabelle must have done this to me, seriously when will she stop bothering me. I am so not taking anything from the lost and found, I thought to myself as I looked at the lost and found box in the girls locker room.

I gathered up every bit of courage I could muster, picked up my bag and walked out of the locker room, I looked around before coming out of my hiding spot then made my way to the hallway. Clutching the towel around my waistmoved tightly, I moved away from the desk I was hiding behind. "You there with blue backpack," yelled a voice, I quickly jumped behind the desk that completely hid the towel, I was afraid that someone had already seen me in a towel and was planning on posting it when I saw Me Simmons standing in front of me. "You were at the audition right?" he asked and I nodded slowly,"Well, you weren't bad at the audition, I mean it could get better but I think I like you so I'm going to give you another chance to prove yourself tomorrow, so do not mess it up," he said then walked away. I was excited deep down but was dreading working with Kenzie and Mirabelle whom I heard had weaseled her way into the dance team as the team student manager.I would have been really excited if I wasn't in a towel right now. I looked around again and then bolted to the door. I peeked again to see if anyone was outside but it was empty, I then ran. I ran without looking back till the door of my house was closed behind me.

"Um why did you just come back from school in a towel?" asked Melody looking at me carefully, "Oh I lost my clothes when I was in taking a shower at school," "Why did you even bother taking a shower when you are coming home immediately," she said sitting down on the couch,

"I don't like being sweaty and sticky," I replied walking upstairs to my room. Who ever heard of a fourteen year old watching Sofia the First. Sadly I have cause I still watch it. I don't really know why but cartoons make me feel happy, calm and just comfortable. At least as I was watching it I was able to forget the towel fiasco for a while, at least no one saw me in a towel.

I then decided to get my homework done, when I opened it, I saw a red journal with a Mickey Mouse logo on it, I opened it and saw that most of the pages either had drawings of words on it. I put my assignment aside then sat down on my bed to read it.

Chapter 5I seriously can't believe Kenzie let me down, just like Mirabelle did to me back then. I feel hurt, embarrassed and sad because I actually almost let myself trust her. Now I look like a loser to that guy, can I get anymore pathetic. At that moment, I saw that I had been tagged in Mirabelle's Snapchat story, it was a video of me falling into the pool. I didn't want to read the comments because it would make feel worse, I dropped my phone and turned towards the window beside my bed. The next morning, I begged mom if she could let me change my school but she forced me into the car and drove me to school. When I stepped into the crowded hallway, everyone ignored me as usual which was kinda weird, I expected them to laugh at me or say something but they didn't, I saw Kenzie had joined Mirabelle's squad and she didn't even acknowledge me when I walked past her.It was during P.E, the last period of the day, I was really tired after running five laps around the gym, let's just say I lack the skills in anything that involves a lot of exercise. I went into the showers in the girls locker room after class, I made sure there was no one left before going in cause I'm really self conscious. The shower was cold but cooling and I didn't smell bad again, I went to check my bag for my clothes but then I saw it was empty, I looked around the room for it but I didn't find it. How the heck can I get home without anyone seeing me in nothing but a t shirt and a towel, I then sat down in frustration. Mirabelle must have done this to me, seriously when will she stop bothering me. I am so not taking anything from the lost and found, I thought to myself as I looked at the lost and found box in the girls locker room. I gathered up every bit of courage I could muster, picked up my bag and walked out of the locker room, I looked around before coming out of my hiding spot then made my way to the hallway. Clutching the towel around my waistmoved tightly, I moved away from the desk I was hiding behind. "You there with blue backpack," yelled a voice, I quickly jumped behind the desk that completely hid the towel, I was afraid that someone had already seen me in a towel and was planning on posting it when I saw Me Simmons standing in front of me. "You were at the audition right?" he asked and I nodded slowly,"Well, you weren't bad at the audition, I mean it could get better but I think I like you so I'm going to give you another chance to prove yourself tomorrow, so do not mess it up," he said then walked away. I was excited deep down but was dreading working with Kenzie and Mirabelle whom I heard had weaseled her way into the dance team as the team student manager.I would have been really excited if I wasn't in a towel right now. I looked around again and then bolted to the door. I peeked again to see if anyone was outside but it was empty, I then ran. I ran without looking back till the door of my house was closed behind me. "Um why did you just come back from school in a towel?" asked Melody looking at me carefully, "Oh I lost my clothes when I was in taking a shower at school," "Why did you even bother taking a shower when you are coming home immediately," she said sitting down on the couch,"I don't like being sweaty and sticky," I replied walking upstairs to my room. Who ever heard of a fourteen year old watching Sofia the First. Sadly I have cause I still watch it. I don't really know why but cartoons make me feel happy, calm and just comfortable. At least as I was watching it I was able to forget the towel fiasco for a while, at least no one saw me in a towel. I then decided to get my homework done, when I opened it, I saw a red journal with a Mickey Mouse logo on it, I opened it and saw that most of the pages either had drawings of words on it. I put my assignment aside then sat down on my bed to read it. , OK, whoever that owns this sounds like some of divas on our cheer squad, but which of them would want to be caught dead with a journal like this or even a journal at all. But the person is really good at drawing, most of the drawings were fashion sketches while others were of superheroes. I used my phone to snap each page in the journal and the cover.I put it down and rolled over on my bed, I wonder how this got to my bag, I know it was beside my gym bag since I was late for class and the last thing i wanted was to do twenty push ups. I later got up to rehearse my routine. As i walked to school the next morning, i felt nervous again, first it was the video of me falling into the pool, now maybe its of me running across the hall in my towel. Oh my God! It just occured to me that the CCTV camera in the hall could have caught it on tape, what if it gets into the wrong hands. I'd be mortified and completely embarrassed, it would even cause the guys in school to start making horrible comments. I walked towards my locker, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone, meaning that I couldn't really see when a girl bumped into me then aggressively brushed my shoulders. The journal was in my bag, I wanted to try and find out who owns it or at least someone whose name is Jennie. Before I knew it, it was time to audition again. I went to the girls bathroom to change since the locker room isn't so safe anymore. I opened my bag to put my earrings inside when I saw that it was missin

OK, whoever that owns this sounds like some of divas on our cheer squad, but which of them would want to be caught dead with a journal like this or even a journal at all. But the person is really good at drawing, most of the drawings were fashion sketches while others were of superheroes. I used my phone to snap each page in the journal and the cover.I put it down and rolled over on my bed, I wonder how this got to my bag, I know it was beside my gym bag since I was late for class and the last thing i wanted was to do twenty push ups. I later got up to rehearse my routine. As i walked to school the next morning, i felt nervous again, first it was the video of me falling into the pool, now maybe its of me running across the hall in my towel. Oh my God! It just occured to me that the CCTV camera in the hall could have caught it on tape, what if it gets into the wrong hands. I'd be mortified and completely embarrassed, it would even cause the guys in school to start making horrible comments. I walked towards my locker, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone, meaning that I couldn't really see when a girl bumped into me then aggressively brushed my shoulders. The journal was in my bag, I wanted to try and find out who owns it or at least someone whose name is Jennie. Before I knew it, it was time to audition again. I went to the girls bathroom to change since the locker room isn't so safe anymore. I opened my bag to put my earrings inside when I saw that it was missing