Today, started out ok.
Then things turned out to be not so great when a girl, who I hardly know to begin with, starts drama with me.
Personally, I hate drama.
It rarely happens to me, and I was shocked when I ended up in such a mess.
It all started when I was sitting in English class.
My teacher asked a question regarding Hamlet, which we're studying. Well, the tragic hero is of course, Hamlet, and most of the class agreed that his tragic flaw was his weak heart. Yet I didn't agree with that... entirely. So, my teacher asks me why I think his tragic flaw is his weak heart and I tell her that I never said that.
Most of the class retorts me and says no, you did say that. So, for about 10 seconds, there's a loud arguement between me, my teacher, and the rest of the class about what I had said. And she (well, let's call her Julie) Jule churlishly yells at me, with such an attitude that I was taken aback, "Just answer the freaking question, Jesus!". Since it wasn't the first time she had an attitude with me, I decided that I've had about enough of her drama. So, I dared to look at her dead in the eyes, with my most bitch face I could manage. I felt so angry at that point that I didn't even care about the rest of the class staring at us. I wanted to be the bigger person, I didn't want to start something with this girl who obviously has problems. But I wanted to get up and walk over to her and ask what her problem with me was.
Yet, I didn't. I managed to answer my teacher's question -quite effectively, I might add (If anyone cares, I think Hamlet's tragic flaw was that he wanted unconditional revenge, and when he accidently killed Polonious, since that's when a chain of events unfolded).
After class had been dismissed, I was the first person out of the door. I was still upset about the conflict from 10 minutes earlier. I was about halfway down the hall and about to turn the corner when I heard Julie calling after me. I knew what she wanted. My first instinct was to start running, for my own safety, then I thought that maybe she wanted to just apologize to me for being such a bitch. I rounded the corner and as I heard her yell to someone, "stop that girl!", I froze. What did she want?
I personally wasn't interested in getting physical injured today, so I went to the first place I thought about, the girls restroom, which was on the same hall as the one I was on, around the corner. Before the girls could get around the corner, I could her them running after me, I darted into the bathroom, just as I heard a girl say, " I don't see her, I don't know where she went." Then I realized how stupid I was to run into a room with only one exit and where there weren't any cameras or eyewitnesses. I panicked, afraid they might be smart enough to look for me in the bathroom, so I ran into a stall, locked in and stood on top of a toilet with my bag and books, silent. Listening, I heard them walking by the bathroom, but no one came in. I waited about 5 minutes, to be absolutely sure they were gone.
Then I ran to find my best friend and tell her what had happened. When I found her she was doing some last minute homework during our lunch break. I told her everything and she was like, "Who is this girl?" As I showed her the picture in our yearbook, a teacher, who overheard everything I had said to her, took me to see the guidance counselor, who in turn is talking to my English teacher. I won't know what will happen to Julie until tomorrow. And worse yet, I don't know what will happen to me when Julie finds out how I somehow managed to accidently "rat her out". I know the faculty at my school is only trying to help, but if they make things worse...
It's scary to think about what might happen tomorrow.
