Disposable Past

A/N: My friend and I wrote this meaning for it to be a drama but when I reread it, it really made me laugh because it is so weird, but anyway, on with the story! One more thing: the main character of this is supposed to be cruel, so please don't review telling me how rude I am for writing such things. Oh, and if you're reading this, please please please review!

"Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth so help you God?"

"I do, answered Veronica Woods.

"Miss Woods, you are here to testify against Miss Agnes Milford for murder in the first degree. Will you please describe your past associations with Miss Milford for the court.?"

Veronica glanced around the courtroom and slowly began her story. . .

My best friend BridgeIt Roth and I were innocently sitting in our seventh grade science class one day, when our teacher made the announcement that changed our lives forever.

"Class, we've got a new student joining our class today."

The door opened and in walked one of the ugliest creatures I had ever seen.

"Class," the teacher said, "I would like you to make Agnes Milford welcome. She is a part of our class now."

I looked at the new girl again, but the sight of her almost made me vomit. She was so fat it was a wonder that she could even fit through the door. Her clothes were extremely childish, and don't even get me started on her hair! Upon closer inspection, I noticed a large unsightly mole on her right hand.

"She's disgusting," I whispered to BridgeIt as I tore my eyes from the horrific sight before me.

"When do you think the last time she took a shower was?" BridgeIt asked in a whisper, "she's all sweaty."

BridgeIt, Veronica, is there something you'd like to share with the class?" the teacher said. She was really beginning to get on my nerves; I was very tempted to say what we were really talking about, but BridgeIt cut me off.

"We were talking about magnetic fields," BridgeIt said looking down at the science book in front of her.

"And just what about magnetic fields is so interesting?"

"Um. . . uh. . . the fields are just so. . . magnetic," BridgeIt said brilliantly.

"I see," said the teacher, "well, um," she turned to Agnes, "Agnes, there's an empty desk by Veronica. Now kids, we're going to do an experiment. I'll pair everyone up."

She then proceeded down the aisle giving everyone a partner. When she reached BridgeIt and me, she said, "BridgeIt, you're with Katie," and then she uttered those fateful words: "Veronica, you're with Agnes."

I gave BridgeIt a desperate look, which she returned with a sympathetic one.

A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short. I swear this story gets better.