"Poor, little, Mel, went home crying to daddy." I twisted myself round to face Stephanie. She was sitting behind me with her cheerleading clan, bitching about Mel. I liked Mel. She seemed cool, but now I was never going to see her again because of Stephanie. "She's didn't belong here, anyway." She sneered, and that was it.
"Like you do." I said. "No one here actually likes you, Steph. They're only pretending to be your friend, so they can be one of the popular kids. But I have no idea why they would wanna do that. Because it would mean putting up with you all the time." My girlfriend's mouth dropped to the floor. "And, you know what? I can't believe I put up with you, either. Mel is an amazing girl; one of the funniest and friendliest girls I've ever met. It's because of you she's not coming back to a place where she did belong." I got up from my seat and walked towards the door. "And in case the message wasn't clear, we're over." I made sure to slam the door as hard as I could behind me.
I walked down the hallway, my head held high. I was the first person to ever tell Stephanie the truth about herself. And I was officially a free man too. The only thing I had left to do was get Mel to come back to school. And that wasn't going to be easy.
As soon as I got home, I ran to my room and slammed the door shut. I literally threw myself onto the bed and hugged my pillow close to my chest. Why had I ever wanted to go to High school? I wasn't normal. I would never be normal. I was an actress, a famous actress. What I needed was a part in a movie to get my mind off things, but I hadn't gotten any parts in movies for a while. Mom, my agent, hadn't been up to getting me roles in anything. A few people had called, but she always rejected the call. They never called back. I know she was upset about losing the baby, but I still wanted to continue with my life. I know that she felt like her life was over, but mine wasn't.
I got up from my bed and walked over to my laptop on my desk. I flipped it open and went straight to my blog. I started to read the comments;
'Good Luck, Mel!'
'High school will be easy for you!'
'I wish you were coming to my school!'
It did put a small smile on my face to think about all the encouragement I had from everyone who read my blog. I decided to start to write my next post.
Dear people of my blog,
High school sucks. Yeah, my first day has come and gone and I don't plan on attending my second. I had a good start, made two new friends, Tori and Logan, but then lunch time rolled around. It was then I came in contact with the bitch of the group. This girl will remain nameless, because I have at least that much respect for people, unlike her. On my first day she had me in tears.'
I erased the last bit. I didn't want anyone to think I was soft, so they couldn't know she had made me cry. I was Mel Ross. I didn't cry because of some bitch.
'On my first day she was the most unwelcoming person you could ever meet. We had a brief argument in the middle of the cafeteria and I fled the scene. I couldn't deal with everyone staring, watching me. I hated being singled out. I just wanted to fit in.'
There was knock at my bedroom door. I snapped my head around and saw Ryan standing in the doorway. The jerk had opened my door without permission. Stupid idiot always did that.
"Telling your fans about the day before your dad?" He smirked a little and sat down on my bed. "Finish typing and we can talk." I rolled my eyes and turned back to the laptop.
'I guess I couldn't fit in very well. Being famous has its disadvantages, too. All I want is a new movie to film to take my mind away from it all. Too bad for me I won't get that. Better run, Ryan's sitting here, waiting for me to explain to him what happened. Also complaining I told you guys before him. Cry baby ;)
Peace and Love, Mel Ross'
I clicked post and shut down the laptop. Ryan patted the spot on the bed beside him and I smiled a bit. I really did need a shoulder to cry on at that moment. I would normally go straight to my mother with this sort of thing, but I didn't have her there for me at that moment.
I got up and sat beside my father, resting my head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. It was nice knowing that there still was someone I could count on, though.
"Okay, now, why don't we start at the beginning?" I nodded my head, thinking about where to start.
"You left me and I went to my locker. I met an amazing girl called Tori. We quickly became friends and went to English class. In English class I met another amazing friend, Logan. So, Tori and Logan helped me through all my other classes for the day. And then, at lunch, Logan said I could sit with him and his friends. Also including his bitchy girlfriend Stephanie. She just wouldn't give me a break and I wanted to rearrange her face so badly! But, being the nice person that I am, I walked away and called you." I threw my head into my hands and Ryan laughed. "It's not funny!"
"Okay, you're not going to school because some bitchy, bratty, spoilt daddy's girl wants to make your life hell?" I nodded my head. Ryan took my hands from my face and looked me straight in the eye. "Now, if you let this girl get to you, you're not the Mel I know."
"You make me wanna rearrange your face..." I whispered, smirking up at my step-father. He smirked back.
"Wanna go, baby girl?"
"Bring it!" In one swift move, Ryan had me pinned to the bed. I tried to kick him, but that didn't go to well. I was stuck. "UNCLE!" I cried, laughing.
"It's daddy." He corrected and we were both laughing by the time Ryan let go. I tackled him back down, but I hugged him instead of pinning him. He had changed my mind. I was going to kick Stephanie's butt.
"MEL!" I was all of a sudden pushed off Ryan by a very powerful four-year-old. "I MISSED YOU!"
"I missed you, too, Dest." I replied, nuzzling my face into my sister's hair.
"Don't go again!" She cried and I, all of a sudden, didn't feel like going back to school. I sighed quietly.
"I have to go back, there's a mean ogre I have to destroy."
"Like Shrek." I giggled. "But ten times meaner!"
"No way..." For a four-year-old, Destiny seemed quite interested in an Ogre at my school. But that's why I love her.
"Hello?" I answered the phone.
"Hey, baby." It was Jackson. "Heard about what happened today, you okay?" He didn't sound too concerned.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I told him. I was lying on my bed; Destiny was curled up at my side. She had fallen asleep as we watched Shrek for the millionth time. All the talk of Ogre's meant the consequence of watching it with her.
"That's good." Still not concerned. "At least you don't have to go back to that place again." My face dropped. "Hey, maybe you could come over tomorrow instead. We'll have the place to ourselves, if you know what I mean." Of course I knew what he meant. He was always trying to get into my pants. But the worst thing was that I knew he didn't really care for me anymore.
"Excuse me?" I snapped down the phone. "I'll have you know that I am going back to school tomorrow, so I won't be able to come fulfill your needs. As if I would anyway!"
"Mel..." Destiny's whiney voice called up to me. She was always cranky when she just woke up.
"GREAT!" I yelled at Jackson. "Now you've woken Destiny. Do you know how long it will take to get her back to sleep?"
"Goodnight, Jackson." I didn't wait for a goodbye back, I just hung up. He was a jerk. He was always being a jerk. He thought he was so cool because he was a famous singer. But he wasn't cool. He was a nobody as far as I was concerned. Nobody but a jerk.
I scooped Destiny up in my arms and laid us both down on the bed. I was starting to get tired and she had already drifted back off to sleep. Life just sucked.
I walked into the school building, my head held high. Everyone was watching me. I guess the word of me leaving school had gotten around, or maybe everyone was hung up on the argument between Stephanie and me.
"MEL!" I heard a familiar voice call. Before I could answer back, I was engulfed in a hug. "I knew you'd come back. I knew it! But no one believed me when I told them, no one did, really, they didn't! But I knew you would because you're, well, YOU! And you are so amazing! And now you can go kick Stephanie's butt! Speaking of kicking her butt, did you hear about her and Logan? He totally broke up with her because of you! He really likes you, Mel. I mean it, he really does!" But I didn't catch a single word Tori said. She was talking faster than usual and it was hard enough when she talked at her 'normal' speed.
"I missed you, too." I managed to choke out.
"Come on, you can tell me everything when we get to class!" Tori pulled at my hand and we were off to English again. I never thought she would miss me that much. And I never thought I would miss anyone that much, either.