Roshdel...

I've got into the bad side of a girl called Roshdel. Let me explain you how.

During Art, we were all drawing cubism type of art. The music was on, since we're allowed to play music during Art. The troublesome boys and class clowns were on our table in the back of the Art class. Sherman, who is Roshdel's brother, was making fun of Lynette. Last year, he was really annoying, but due to a few emails, he's become a whole lot nicer. Last year, me and a few other people got in trouble because we wrote in his yearbook. Then he cried!!!! It wasn't fair becasue he drew on our books a smiley face which looked like a penis and balls. But we didn't even rant on him, but he ranted on us! But I was fine with that becasue I didn't write anything bad. Ethan did. So anyways, I heard him teasing Lynette, so I decided to listen in. He was saying that Lynette's parents were separated, but they weren't. Lynette kept playful slapping him on the arm and kept saying they weren't. Then Sherman started making fun of people that have separated parents. I told him to stop it becasue he was being mean. So he did. But he kept on laughing. My heart felt really heavy because of what Sherman said. My parents are having some trouble, and I get really scared when I think of them separating. So I started to cry silently. My friends noticed me crying, and asked me why I was crying and who made me cry. I quietly said to my best friend Yuyu that it was Sherman. Then Yuyu cam up to Sherman and started dissing him and defending me, like she always does (Thanks!). Then the people on our table started complaining. "Why is everyone crying?" they asked. Nicole was crying at first, but she didn't tell us why. Then our Art teacher Mrs.Carrel noticed and she told me and Sherman to go with her to the very back of the Art room. She asked me what happened, and I told her everything. Sherman started acting so shocked and clueless and kept saying he didn't do anything. But he was quite convincing actually. So Mrs.Carrel said I should go to the toilet and wash my face, so I did. When I came back, she was finished scolding Sherman. She told that she understands and that it was a very sensitive subject to talk about. She asked me if I was handling okay with it, and I said I was. She also said, if anyone bothers me about it I should email her. She was soo kind like always. So we went back to drawing. After Art was English. I was crying until the middle of English. Brandon gave me really comforting words and tried to make me laugh. My favourite quote from him was "Life is like a train. You never know who is going to get on, or who is going to get off." That was the best quote I've ever heard in my life.

So anyways, after that, I was back to my old self again.

...to be continued...