The Light At The End of the Tunnel
Chapter 1
Jessie walked into school. "14 more days until i'm out of this heel hole", she thought. She hitched her backpack up a little higher and sighed. As she walked to her locker she heard someone comment, "Look at the Mexican's clothes. where does she shop, Salvation Army?" She pretended not to here it and kept walking.
Then, as she slowly approached her locker, she saw the few people tht made coming to school something to look forward to. Her boyfriend, Patch, and her bestfriends at her locker. Henry, her gay bestfriend, was stand there adjusting his multitude of braclets. Marsha was getting stuff out of her locker, which was right next to Jessie's. Patch was staring at her, he never took his eyes off of her. He slowly smiled that brilliant smile of his at her and her heartbeat quickened.
"Hey,babe." he said as he pulled her closefor a quick Good Mornin kiss.
"EWWWWWW. Get a room." said Henry.
"Awwww, ya are so cute." said Marsha.
Jessie smiled and blushed a little bit and said, "I love you guys." She put in her combination and opened her locker and reached into her pocket to get her phone and Patch put his hands on her waist. She laughed as he gently kissed her neck.
"Baby, what are ya doin?", she said turning around to face him.
"Just wanted to make you smile, babygirl.", Patch answered.
She turned off her phone and put in in her locker. Then she grabbed her books and shoved them in the mess she calls her backpack.
"Do you have the History homework, J?", asked henry.
"Yeah, why?" answerd Jessie.
"I need to check if i got the right answer on number 5. I think i have it right but i just wanna check." said Henry.
"K, i'll give it to you in homeroom." she said.
They walked down the hall together, chattering. they were the oddest bunch because they were so different, but yet they fit together like the missing pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.
Marsha was the softball star. Henry was the proud gay. Patch was the track king, he could out run a plane about to take off. Jessie was the short, hispanic girl with artistic talents for days. She could write and draw and sing until her heart was content. they seemed to stick out wherever they go because they were so different but maybe those differences are what makes them work together so well.
"Go jump the boarder, Mexican!", said a kid in the crowd.
"Hey, Jessie, whatcha havin for lunch? i hear they're servin tacos!" said another kid.
Patch squessed her handreasuringly and said, "They're just jealous, baby. plus, noone cares what they think. you have people who love you, no matter what race you are. And you're not even mexican, You're Puerto Rican and the most beautiful one i've ever seen."
they kept walking to homeroom.
*fav if u like this n i shld keep writin.
RubySpade