THURSDAY
This morning, I woke up to pictures of myself on the school group chat, and I wasn't surprised in the slightest. If anything, I was annoyed. Annoyed because they were pinned! So it's literally the first thing you see once you open the group chat.
Maybe it isn't such a bad thing, actually. I looked absolutely stunning in those photos! Whoever took them really understands the concept of angles, and whoever looks at them is sure to FALL for me.
Besides, I've always wanted to be popular. So this might just be the 'push' I needed to start. All I need to do now is stay two steps ahead of Bethany, and stay as FAR away as I can from Dre, 'til I graduate.
Speaking of which, stand-in principal Pamela is still around—and still insufferable.
I was just about to DEVOUR my sandwich when she randomly called an assembly. It was there and then that she made the announcement that would change my life forever.
She announced that 'they' were cutting some of the old clubs at school, leaving us to choose between robotics club, chess club, karate club & book club.
Girl, after hearing that, I was hoping to hear something like, "leave school early for today" club.
You bet she didn't give any explanation for this questionable decision. She said something along the lines of 'using our brains more', which... even the dumbest person on earth knows the brain is working ALL the time. And if this is ACTUALLY her plan to improve the overall students' performance, being harebrained might be her natural talent.
Normally, I would've loved to join a club... if it were theatre or even sports (which I also find annoying), but robotics? No way. Okay, maybe it's my fault for not fitting into any of those lame clubs (no offense to my nerdy girlies).
... But can you blame me though?
All they do in chess is sit around a stupid board and play in turns. And I've always thought that's pretty lame for a game with kings, queens, and horses. The closest thing to fun in that club is that the winner usually gets snacks as their prize. And if that's the case, I'll be hungry for years.
And don't even get me started with karate club. How did an IMPORTANT club like culinary get canceled, while karate club was left untouched? The way I see it, karate is just like math. Unless you're going to venture into some specific fields, it's completely useless. It doesn't help that the new instructor is rumored to be Ms Pamela's son. I've never met him before, and I'm SO not looking forward to meeting him. Ms Pamela and I already have beef, and adding her son to the list will just lead to an unending generational feud between our families.
Then there's book club (long sigh). I know I mentioned reading as a hobby earlier in chapter 1, but this club almost ruined that for me. I joined way back in the 7th grade. Apparently, the principal at the time had recently published a book—a book about HIMSELF. And of course, he made sure that was all we ever discussed in book club. It was an autobiography too, so you know it was LONG as the Great Wall of China.
All I can say is that I wasn't at the appropriate age to read that book. What I saw in it has been haunting me ever since. There was even this section about puberty... One word, traumatizing. I need more time to heal, and until then, book club is a big, fat "NO".
And finally, there's robotics club, which honestly sounds like a support group for people who enjoy suffering. What annoys me the most about it is that robotics in MY SCHOOL seems like a pale, dry imitation of the real thing. I mean, think about it. In movies we have actual smarties making time machines, and over here we're making flashlights. Like, girl, haven't you heard of Temu? Plus, I heard Gregory Mathias would be joining. I'm not making any promises that I won't punch him for that thing he pulled during that test—but I'm certainly not ready to go to juvie either.
Once it was almost time for the club meetings, I pretended to be sick. Can you believe it worked? The school called my mom, and I had to leave early. Girl, I should just sign up for drama—oh, they cut that too.