Standing Up To Life Book 2 Ch 47 Pt 3

Chapter 47 Part 3

I watched the eyes in the room narrow from a couple of people that were in other gangs, and the members of his own gang registered some shock. Nothing more was said at this point as Mr. Martin came in from the hallway - having never seen any of this. Towards the end of class I leaned over to Markus, the gang leader, and said, “Thanks, I wasn’t expecting that.”

“You’re welcome. Just help me out again in a while on these assignments. I’d like to be able to move on to the high school next year,” he requested.

“Sure,” I said with a smile.

From there the day didn’t necessarily get easier… but it was a little less tense. With his word that his gang was to keep hands off - and he would deal with others - I didn’t look like I was an easy target. I wasn’t sure that he was completely being honest and not just playing me about that, but it was worth hoping for right?

At lunch I found out that even if kids weren’t being actively hostile they could still leave a mark. Amy and I sat down as normal, joined by Kyle, David, Ashley, Lindsey, Nikki, and Kristina. But I watched the rest of the people that normally sat with us, girls that I had counted on as friends, go sit on the other side of the cafeteria away from us - or at least me. Brittany, Jennifer, and Amber were three of those girls. Amber had just been to my birthday party, not even two weeks ago, Jennifer had been invited, and now they wanted nothing to do with me?!?

Amy must have sensed what I was thinking as I stared over on that side of the cafeteria, “Tiffany forget about them. They must not have been real friends anyway,” she told me.

She then did her best to engage me with conversation. Kristina also did her best to try with that, “Tiffany that’s a really cute dress. Where did you get it?” she asked.

“Bloomingdales,” I told her.

“Really? Isn’t that a really expensive store?” she asked.

“Yeah… I never would have been able to afford to buy it - but we got some gift certificates to there and FAO Schwartz Saturday morning.”

“That’s cool, what else did you all do?” she asked. Amy would always be my best friend… but if Amy was like my twin sister (which I often thought of her as,) Kristina was quickly becoming my big sister. By the time we had gotten through lunch she had managed to make the memories of our trip bigger in my mind than the last twenty-four hours.

I was actually even smiling a bit as we got into home-ec that afternoon. That class only had Amy in it, but thankfully word seemed to be out to leave me alone. So, everyone pretty much just ignored me. It sucked, but at least I wasn’t worried about getting beat up. At the end of class before the bell Mrs. Holt asked, “Tiffany may I talk to you for a second?”

I went up to her desk, “Yes Mrs. Holt?”

“Are you still going to try out for the dance squad?” she asked.

“I want to,” I paused for a second before saying, “If I still can with all of this going on.”

“I’m fine with you trying out Tiffany, in fact I’ve heard some good things about you from Coach Clemens at the high school.”

“Really?” I asked.

“She seems to think that you would be one of the better girls I could catch - I’m hoping that will be the case. I do want to warn you though - you are going to have to deal with a lot of the other girls giving you a hard time. I have a feeling their parents are not going to be happy with you on the squad. Do your best though and I don’t think that will matter,” she told me with a smile.

“Thanks.” I started to turn around and head out the door because the bell rang, but stopped to ask. “Umm… we’re supposed to wear a cotton t-shirt and shorts right?”

“Yes Tiffany,” she told me. “Along with a sports bra too,” she said. That was nice of her to add. She knew as well as I did that I didn’t need one at this point. I had brought one though so that wasn’t a problem.

“Where should I change?” I asked her. I had been kind of worried about it.

“Well if you do make the squad we’ll figure out something different, but for now why don’t you go ahead and change in the bathroom you’re using during the day here.” She suggested. “I’ll let Amy be a little bit late so she can come with you.” She added.

“Thanks,” I told her as we left to go to our next class.

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