My heart shattered into more than a million pieces, her name was called instead of me,
How, how could that have possibly happened, I was supposed to be the one being presented as the schools queen poet.
I could feel her stupid smirk, passing through the crowds right to me.
"It sure is an honor, being able to represent the school, I am pretty sure many'd want to be in my place, but I have been so blessed with fortune, and thanks to my hardwork that paid off".
Michael Mandy was always seen as a goddess, and a so called a thousand in one, how could no one be able to see beyond that beautiful, I mean ugly mask of hers, could no one seruously be able to tell that the speech she just gave was a pure insult.
" Jenny, Jenny!",
I heard someone call out my name,
"I see you are caught in a trance"
O, it was Anny, her actual names Annabelle, my bestie, the only one who actually seemed to understand me,
"O, its nothing", I said, my eyes still fixed on Mandy
"If stares, could stab, you'd be locked up for, that position should have been yours tho"
"I know right, huh, all my hard work just seemed to have flewn straight into the dump" I said, my intense stare grew weak
"It's fine theres always a next time" Anny tried comforting me, "oh the gatherings dismissed, lets head for class"
"Sure"
We walked heading towards the classroom, upon reaching our class door, someone called out
"Hey, jenna is it" Mandy said with a stupid smile
"You clearly know her name, whats your deal" Anny tried to interviene for me
"No, Anny leave it be, it cant be hped that people are born unruly slow" I said feeling proud of my comeback
"You!, well thats not why I am here, just to give you a little advise,
'if my heart broke into a million pieces, each would reflect you' you said that wrong"
"What?" I felt confused, seeing that she was actually quoting my poems line
"Instead you could have written,
'The broken pieces of my heart, each reveallig your everbright features'
That, would have been sure to give you more points, now, for a change try reflecting on the word you use when styling your poems, hm" she gracefully said, and walked right into the class
"Wow, shes good" Anny said her eyes gleaming
"Focus, dont let her suck you in" I said still in awe.