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Drama In Middle School

June 17, 2013
By ADeliaTxoxo_ BRONZE, New Brunswick, New Jersey
ADeliaTxoxo_ BRONZE, New Brunswick, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
"No one stays true. Its like an addiction because ain't no one real...its all fiction."


Ever had that one person that will consistently piss you off? How about even loss control of yourself? I’m the type of person who has different types of emotions at different moments. I can definitely guarantee you that I’m not the only person who feels like this. I grew up with all 4 sisters, being around more girls that complain a lot or fight over guys is very annoying to me. At school I basically hang with boys and maybe two or three girls. Boys are less drama in my point of view. I’m not saying i don’t like hanging out with girls, because i do. I’m the kind of girl that isn’t too girly. I have my moments where I can look very cute and all. Anyhow, for my three years of middle school, i have been in so many problems with girls. I was either in an argument or in a fight. Girls that I had problems with were either about jealousy or either someone putting bugs into their ears that I was supposedly "talking crap".

During my first year of middle school, I was the kind of person who didn’t stand up for myself. Everyday when I would go to school, it was always that one girl who wouldn't stop giving me dirty looks, or wouldn’t stop bumping me in the halls. I was basically being bullied. I got food thrown on me for something i didn’t do. Ever since that day I started losing it. I would always tell my sister and mom when i get home that, “I am tired of going to school frightened, I am tired of being looked at wrong, I am tired of being bumped all the time, I am tired of being called names, I was just tired of being tired!”

That next day I went to school, I was a whole different person. My attitude was just out of control. Whenever that one girl would give me a dirty look I was either giving her one back, or saying, “Why are you staring at me?!”. Whenever she would bump me, I would bump her back even harder, because I knew when she was going to bump me, I was use to it. When I went home I was shocked about how I stand up for myself. I would consistently do it everyday at school, whenever she would try to piss me off. Ever since I changed who I was, it made me stronger. Not only did it change who I was, but it also made the girl stop. I guess she got bored because she knew that i wasn’t gonna take her crap anymore. She didn’t only stop, she also apologized for all her actions, because at the end of the day she has a future ahead of her. So there isn’t a point in making a person pissed off, because that isn’t gonna take her nowhere. Ever since she stopped, we weren’t friends and were still not, but i still say my hi’s and byes to her.

My second year of middle school I had problems with another girl. It was over a guy. She felt as if I was taking that boy away from her when I never wasn't. She started passing rumors, calling me a "wh*re". At the end of the day I would never get mad if someone took my man, because to me I didn't care. I was very young, and fighting over a boy was very annoying to me, and still is. But once someone calls me a "wh*re" or any rude names, I would automatically get very pissed off. When I get mad my heart starts to beat fast, my fists starts to clench, my stomach will feel as if they would go into knots, and my teeth starts to tighten, while I shake. The ways I use to calm myself were very inappropriate, I was either cutting myself or breaking things. But I had my older sister and she would always tell me "breath in, breath out" for like about 2 minutes. As soon as I came back to school, I decided to confront the girl, and inform her about the problem. I told her that I wasn't trying to get her mad by talking to the boy she likes, and that I wasn't a "wh*re". She understood, but she didn't bother talking to me and still give me the nasty looks, I ignored them.

My third year of middle school was worse from my first and second. I had problems with two girls. Now I didn’t only get into arguments, I got into a fight. One of the girls I got into an argument with was because I was supposedly “c***-blocking” her and her boyfriend. Just in case you don’t know what that is, c***-blocking someone’s relationship means trying to break them up by doing mean things, like get one of them jealous. Now I can guarantee you, that I’m also not a type of person who messes with young relationship. I personally don’t care who is or isn’t in a relationship. If I’m in a relationship, that’s completely different.

Another girl I had problems with in the 8th grade was going back and forth on the internet, such as Facebook. It all started because one of the girls didn’t want to speak for themselves to the girl she had problems with and made one of her friends talk for her. So hey, I thought maybe if I talk for my friend it wouldn’t be a problem and here we go writing stupid things to each other. So I thought to myself “So what if i piss people off for speaking my mind, it’s called standing up for what I believe in when nobody else had the nerves to do it.” WRONG! That didn’t take me nowhere. I was on my way to school and all I could've think of was the messages with that girl.

So my first period is History. It was a Thursday, and everyone had a test. While me doing my test, the girl walks in, she was half the period late, and of course before her sitting down she slammed her things to the table. It was almost like a sign that she was pissed. She ignored me all four periods, till lunchtime. We all walked into the cafeteria and sat down where we normally sit. I was still pissed off about the messages. I see the girl get up and talking to another girl I had problems with. I was pretty surprised because I thought they didn’t get along. But, I saw them both look at me while they were talking. To me when someone does that, it’s a sign that they’re talking bad about you, in my point of view. When they were finished talking they went back to their table, tied their hair up and took their sweaters off. I thought to myself “Am I about to get jumped!”

Although, I ain’t gonna lie, yes i was scared. I never got jumped before. But i was so mad, that i felt heated. So i decided to tie my hair up and take my sweater off. I didn’t want to look like a coward. Yes, i know it was wrong, but at that moment I never wanted to fight someone so bad as much as i wanted to fight that one girl. Everyone got up to head back to class, till they see a circle with students cheering “Fight already!” I thought i was going to be jumped, instead the girl I was saying bad things to was the only girl that was going to fight me, while the other one was pushing her against me. “JUST FIGHT HER!” the girl said while pushing her hard against me.


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