The Broken One

The Dance

I woke up feeling a little bit of pain in my head but over all a lot better. I saw Angela on the side of her bed curling her hair.

"Well good morning sunshine" she said letting out a giggle.

I looked at my black Samsung galaxy S~light realizing that it was 12:00. Realizing I was late for school I shot up and went into her closet searching for something to wear.

"Angela! It's 12:00, we have to get to school!"

"Um Riss, it's Saturday." I looked at her and we both started cracking up.

"Wait, why are you getting ready then?" I asked confused.

"The dance, remember?"

I just sighed and shook my head signaling to her that I wasn't going. She understood but had a huge smirk spread across her face. Oh jeez, what is it this time.

"Oh, you wouldn't want to disappoint Jakob would you?" She pulled out her phone and showed me the messages of her asking Jakob to go to the dance with me.

" I guess I'm going to the dance!" I skipped back into her closet to find something to wear for the dance.

This is my revenge. He will feel the pain I am going through, only 100 times worse.