Jessica POV :||

"Hypocrite."

I watched Marcia hit John, and glare. "What? She is!" John says, pointing at me.

Paul wraps a protective arm around me, and glares at John. I sigh and brush Paul's arm off my shoulder. "Im just going to go on a walk, and think things through." I say, pointing east.

Before anyone could reply, I started walking. I just need to get away for a bit, and just think.

I looked up at the sky, grey and gloomy. The wind was picking up, and the water was white-capping. The sea sent a salty scent across the island. Probably I tropical storm. Very typical.

Rain pelted on my back as I walked farther. Thunder exploded, and lighting flashed, the rain was like bullets. But I walked on.

Is John right about me? Surly he is. Everybody has one opinion on me, and it will always be the same no matter what; An awful, rotten, slut.

Is that all I am?

No. I shouldn't underestimate myself! But, I'm human. And, I'll always be below everyone else. And the storm raged on...

Written By Chandler.