Miss Honesty-Personal Narrative

Excerpt

I've known you for a long time but still, you surprise me at times as if suddenly you become a different person.
Okay, Miss Honesty, you can go now.
In case you insist on stalking Eric,
I hope you will be more careful with him.
I will, of course. And I will, too. I promise.
I was really worried about Eric. Would he really be there, waiting for me? The school exit never seemed to be so distant.
My trajectory to the exit doors was interrupted by Howard, one of the big boys of the school football team.
Howard, out of his lack of intelligence, was trying to stalk a professional stalker like me.
When I was younger, I was so shy that coming across a person like Howard would scare me to death. Lately, all I had to do was let Mad Sylvie take

And thank you. You made my day!
What a moron! I continued walking toward the exit but, after some time, I looked back to check if Howard was following me. Yes, he was.
Unfortunately, while I was looking back I bumped into Mary Jane who was mad at me because her crush, Donald J, was telling everybody in school that he was fancying me.
Oops. I'm sorry.
Of course, Mary Jane wouldn't accept my

I had to stop one more time.
Hey! Pay attention, you bitch!
What? Call me a bitch again, if you dare!
BITCH!
Okay. Do it one more time.
BIIIIIIIIIIIIIITCH!
See? Bitches always do as they're told.
What? Arrrrrrgh! Come here, you bitch. I'm going to kill you!
Hey, hey. Stop it! No violence, please.
Let go of me, Howard. I'm going to smash that insolent nose of hers.
No, you are not.
Let go of meeeeee. How can you be protecting her now? She was poking fun at you, you idiot!
You're smashing nothing. I love that nose. Besides, she just told me she finds me handsome.
I opened the doors slowly, thinking how sad and lonely my way home would be if Eric wasn't there, waiting for me.
Oh my God! My heart nearly came to my mouth.
He was there, answering his phone. Well, I couldn't say he was really waiting for me, but yes, he was there!
Take that, you brute!
Ouch, my nose! Hey, stop that!
It wasn't hard to imagine who Eric was talking to.
Damn! Professor Eileen not only knew about Eric's problem... She also had his mobile number. Jealousy was killing me.
Once I asked Eric for that number. He kindly said no. He told me that it wasn't necessary, since we were together every day, all day long.
Never again I dared to ask him for his