O.J. and Her Golf Gloves.

Today, I was walking outside and about to go inside. A mean girl who is in one of my classes, was behind me. When we got to the door, I was being nice and held the door open for her. She gave me a dirty luck and rushed in front of me and slowed down. Okay, this annoying enough when it happens on the road when your driving and even MORE annoying when your walking. I was pissed but not enough to vocalize my frustration. When we were walking she stopped. Stopped. Just stopped in the middle of the staircase. I waited 5 seconds, then I walked around her. Then while I was hurrying up the staircase she screamed "JACKASS!" What the hell was this girls problem? She was the one being a dumb walker. Walking in the hallways during passing period is like driving during rush hour. If she were she were a car she would have been in the middle lane of the highway blocking everybody from getting to work. I stared at here pimply face and said "Really? I'm a Jackass? O.k. whatever you are not even worth it." I went on with my day until 8th period. This is the class that I have with her.

I go in and later in the class, I am telling a friend my phone number. The girl who called me a jackass, was being a stalker, and wrote down my number. We will call her "O.J. Simpson".

O.J. Simpson called my name and yelled "HAHAH I have your number now! Heheheheh."

I looked at the numbers she had written down. It was the correct number. I looked at her in horror. It's go time. The following conversation ensued.

Me - "Throw that away. Burn it. Rip it up. Get rid of it. Right now."

O.J. Simpson - "No. I am KEEPING IT. MWAHAHAHAHAH!"

Me - "No you won't. I have a right to not give you my number."

O.J. - "Too bad."

I was standing up now.

Me - "Give it back or I will take it back."

O.J. - *shakes head*

I got up and walked over to her desk. I try to grab the paper. She slaps my hand and screams "NO. FUCK OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I smiled. She sits next to the teacher.

"I'm sorry. Did you just say 'F off '?" I asked the chunky latina looking girl who had yelled it.

"Yes. You deserve it." What? I couldn't believe it. How could she say that to ME, let alone in front of a teacher? I looked at our teacher and she was still doing her work. She was pretending to not have noticed, even though she was smiling. "Uhhh excuse me? Teacher? Are you going to do something?" "Do what?" She said keeping in laughter. This was to much. She was neglecting her bullying me. The teacher (Let's call her Johnny Cochran. He was O.J.'s Lawyer in the murder trial.) then tried to blame me. "Why are you out of your seat? You are breaking the rules!"

Me - "I'm braking the rules? Really? She just said 'Fk off' to me! I was getting back m y ohone number she had stolen. I don't want her to stalk my life. I have rights."

Ms. Cochran - "I didn't hear that."

Me - "SHE IS 4 INCHES AWAY FROM YOU!!! She stole my number and I got up t take it away. Then she said F off! See!?"

I pointed down to the journal and she had scratched out my number, to where it looked like she just drew a black square. It's like im the detective and when I look down to my walky talkyto call it in, and then she throws the dead body she killed, into a woodchipper.

Ms. Cochran - "I didn't hear her and there is no number. Your lying. Now sit down or you will have lunch detention."

Me - "O.k. I have been threatened AFTER SCHOOL DETENTION for whispering. I sit in the back. She sits straight in front of you. YOU HEARD HER."

Ms. Cochran - "I didn't hear her. Now sit down."

Me - *Turns around to the class* "O.K. if you heard her say 'F Off!' to me, raise your hand.

Class - *Everybody raises hands.*

Ms. Cochran - "SIT DOWN NOW."

I sat down but I didn't stop arguing until the bell rang for us to go home. Then I talked to Johnny Cochran outside. "Don't lie. You heard her say that. If I said that I would be in the office in a New York Minute." I said. "I don't have to send people to the office if I don't want to." She said.

I'm telling the principle tomorrow. Part 2 tomorrow.