Throughout both elementary and middle school, the boys weren't interested in me because I was a tomboy; I played sports with them at recess and kept up, I wasn't afraid to get muddy/dirty, I got into fights with them and as I got older, they became a little bit intimidated by me because I used to horseback ride; I was in control of a 1,200 pound animal, I helped bring the horses in and out of pasture, I hefted 80 pound hay bales and 50 pound bags of grain....By 8th grade, I had more muscles than the strongest boy in my class AND I was one of the captains of the cheerleading squad.
By freshman year, I was still a bit of a "freak" because I had a job, still owned and rode my horse, still helped around the barn, I was cheerleading and it didn't help that my brother - yes THAT brother....the brother that I used to work for......that brother who is a pain in my ass.....that brother who is my favorite sibling - told his friends to NOT date me and NOT to sleep with me (remember how that worked out???). Not like I had much of a social life freshman year anyways! I was up by 6, at school by 7, took the bus to work until 6, came home, changed, ate, rode my horse, did chores at the barn, came home showered, did homework and was in bed by midnight. But I did start dating JS my freshman year. I have no idea how since the weekends I was at both work and the barn.
Thankfully, by sophomore year, I stopped cheerleading; the girls were a bunch of cunts. That gave me more time to spend with my horse, chores at the barn, homework and work; including picking up shifts of coworkers. I had a bit more time to spend with JS - even with his schedule of football and wrestling. During my sophomore year, more guys in school were becoming more interested in me though I was quite oblivious to it; I guess you could say that I knew more what was going on in the world by watching the news than having my head in clouds in high school.
By my junior year, JS and I had broken up since I was still in HS and he had graduated; my head was still in the clouds and oblivious which guy liked me and didn't like me. I had guy friends; they'd have the scoop and tell me and I would just brush it off....I'd say shit like: "I'm just ordinary me; I'm here all day, I work, I own/take care of a horse, do barn chores, homework....typical teen shit. I'm nothing special....well other than the fact that I still have more muscles than the girls in the school and some of the guys." My guy friends would shrug and move along.
In the beginning of senior, one of my guy friends and I were more than friends but not dating; we'd mess around (we'd grope each other and perform oral sex on each other). One of our mutual friends found out about it and was a jealous bitch about it because she'd been in love with him since freshman year. During a very busy lunch period that the 3 of us shared together, I was just so frustrated about her and her friends trying to spread rumors about me; I was having sex with the entire football team (which the entire school knew was NOT true), they were saying that I was a junkie because I had more muscles than 99% of the girls (which, again, the entire school knew wasn't true), I had contracted STD's and other nonsense. I had had it so I went over to the table she was sitting at with her petty friends. I was disgustingly nice to them - they all knew that I was aware of they shit they were saying about me - and I explained that I am sick and tired of her jealous and petty shit as is the entire school, everyone was making fun of her and her friends because they were making up fake shit about me that EVERYONE knew was false which in turn made her and her friends the laughing stock of the school.
Because I had been sitting with them for so long, the entire cafeteria had become 100% silent at this point. So, I said to her - very sweetly, of course:
"I understand that you've been in love with JM since freshman year; I have no clue if you two went to middle school together or not….so it's been 4 years. He has yet to return your affection. You're mad that I'm friends with him and that he and I are messing around. I know that you're so desperate to make me look bad that you can't see how bad that you'll look in in January. It's late September and you're about 6 weeks pregnant with someone else's child. You want me to look like a fool so JM would stop being friends with me so you can have him and trick him into having sex with you....just to make him think that he's the father of your child. We all know that he's NOT sexually attracted to you nor romantically interested in you. In January, everyone will know that you're pregnant. I'm guessing, by how silent this cafeteria is right now, that everyone will know by the end of this period or the end of next period. You've spent 3 weeks trying to make me look like a fool when we all know that it's you that has looked like a fool. Now you look like an even bigger fool. Yes, I forgive you for treating me like shit but the next time I hear one negative thing coming from either your mouth or a friend's mouth, I will sue everyone at this table for libel; the entire school is proof of that and I will win. Trust me when I tell you this, I will sue you and your friends here for everything that you guys have AND for everything that you and their families have. I know all of your parents make $300,000 a year. Plus the brand new cars your parents, their parents, you and your friends have; everyone's vacation homes. All of your families will literally have a hard affording a 2 bedroom apartment and all of your parents will have to find a way to afford the expensive colleges all of you want to attend. With that money, I will be able to do less work around the barn because we can't afford the board, the farrier, the vet services, the lessons, the supplies and my tack, my parents will be able to pay their monthly mortgage payment with no stress, have enough money for an emergency - with my asthma, it can be very expensive as well as any emergency I face from horseback riding as I was already hospitalized three times; twice for severe concussions, spending several nights in the hospital each time and the other for testing and observation to make sure that I wouldn't become paralyzed. Thanks for lunch, girls. See you gals in 2 periods!"
I grabbed my lunch tray, walked away, tossed my cold food, put the tray in the window and sat down in the hallway. I just sat there in the hallway for 2 of my classes - clearly I was cutting class but my teachers didn't mind. The entire school knew what happened; the principal and the school's legal team called my parents to let them know.
The high school paid for our legal team, took the girls and their families to court for libel; we won, of course, and we received what we asked for....a restraining order against each of the girls and their families. The girls and their families weren't allowed within 600 feet of me....the parents took them out of the high school and transferred them - separately - to strict all girls' schools.
I graduated high school in June 2001. Last I heard of any of the girls....the pregnant one gave up her child and became a prostitute (and addicted to drugs) and the others ended up getting kicked out of community college for pulling similar shit that they did to me; the victims and their families won close to 10 million dollars in total and the girls are working part time jobs, barely making ends meet
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