jane cartiers diary updated (18-07-014) by hesdh peter, cindy jones (free ebook reader for iphone TXT) 📖

Jane

Cartier’s

Diary.

Prologue                            

To make this clear to all, though this is a diary it is not written in such format, firstly I have strong dislikes for diaries because they are seen as books that carry secrets of a person’s life. So I definitely regard my book as a journal even though when I got the book as a Christmas present from my mom, it was obvious  what her motives were anyways , expecting me to  write things in it like the guys I’ve dated, secretly liked , friends and their moments , and break ups! . Unfortunately though I hate to disappoint her I’m not that kind of girl.

      Hi, I’m Jane Cartier the plain reasons I have decided to write this book is because I strangely don’t want all  these events that has been happening to pass me by and I would need some kind of evidence to prove to my psycho slutty  mother that everything  I say happened did happen, not that she’s my real mother ,I was told that her sister found me at the front of their family house , when I was a baby , in a pram with my name written on it , she also said there was a letter with saying that my mother would come to get me soon , but apparently she never came , so it ends up that this psycho lady was the only one in her family that agreed to keep me.

1

      I wake up from the deafening sound of my alarm clock, which to me doesn’t seem to have been there before, perhaps my psycho mother must have put it there. I get up from bed and check the time, its 7:50am,

“There’s plenty of time”, I say to myself, because I’m an art student and art student’s first periods start at 10:30, so I was pretty lucky. I get in the shower and took my time to bath, and wash my hair. I’m not usually this slow but coming to school really early has its disadvantages, and lurking the school hallway is not an option I’d like to take. I get out of the shower , and dry myself with a huge white towel , then I dry my hair , I plugged in my straightening iron , I have this crazy curly hair that takes ,if done by a professional ,30minutes to straighten . I put on my under wears and wear a robe then I call in the maid, who happened to be a makeup artist and a hairstylist, she is also a fashion advisor. By 8:30 I was downstairs wearing my school uniform, the school provides the students with loads of fashionable uniforms for our choices. Today I wore a red high waist mini skirt with a black shirt and a white blazer; I also wore sexy pantyhose with super crazy 8inches high heels black.

I go straight for the door I don’t usually skip breakfast, but mum brought home a boyfriend of hers that I really don’t care to meet but knowing how she is, and how she might just try to get me to like him so that he’d feel much more at ease with her, which is one of her cunning ways of getting ways of getting men. it’s not that my mum’s altogether a bitch but the only reason she’s like this was ever since her boyfriend who got her pregnant , when she was in high school, and he  also got her to have an abortion , before leaving probably so she wouldn’t have anything against him . she has been rather broken hearted ever since, and sought revenge by going after other men, pretending to love them and then breaking up with them immediately they fall for her, many of them don’t even know her real age or how far much older she is compared to them, which cannot be detected unless she told the person herself due to the fact that it does not show in her attitude, or looks.

I sneak out through the front door and got into my car a red Lamborghini Gallardo  , which I got as a Christmas present from one of my mum’s ex-spouse, actually now that I come to think of it maybe he was the only steps dad of all the others that seemed to really love and care for mom and I, although mum caught off every contact she had  with him and insisted that I did the same , but I  still keep in contact , because his a really nice person to have as a dad, a mentor or a friend , the most funny part is that he is still in love with her , so he hasn't remarried in hope of getting her back to himself , meanwhile mum is preparing to divorce her latest husband tim , just because he intended on making her have a curfew , i don't blame him though neither was i sorry for my mum when i heard about it.

The drive to westminster international highschool (WMIHS) was a 20minutes drive if there were no traffics , which happens in very few occasions , morover like i said earlier getting to school early is not something students at(WMIHS) are overly excited about , and getting to school late was a normal situation for some , truth is you'd never get purnished unless you walked into a class you were late for. 

The school grounds are unusualy very quite 

, it’s like there’s no one there. I go straight to my department, the good thing about this school is that very few students are in the art department, while the rest of the most are either in science or the commercial department, perhaps that must have been what had drew me to be an art student after all.

I walk into the main building , strangely there were no classes going on , it’s almost like something had happened , everyone seemed to be murmuring something among themselves , finally I spot my bf( p.s best friend) ,

“Hey Linda, what’s going on whys there no classes today, what’s everyone talking about?”

“Jane gosh, there you are, you haven’t heard?”Linda shouted.

“Heard what, what happened?” my blood was rising I felt my heart racing, has those punks in the art department gotten into a fight and now the principal was carrying out his threat about suspending all the art students. This is the main reason many of the art student don’t find coming early to school fun or worth anticipating for, or should I say all the students in general ,well it’s because of this school war that’s goes on in my school , the thing is science students hate art students and commerce students hate school properties getting destroyed thereby most art students end up hating both science students and commerce students , or at least one of them, in my case I hate science , well they think they are the best in the school and that they are better than we art students , I mean talk about been proud about been a nerd ,ugh , no it’s a huge ewwwww.

Linda dragged my hand so we could go to a quieter environment; we were in gallery 4,

“Mr. Gramsford is dead, his body was found in the forest leading towards the mountain, so was the head of Mr. Milesconrey but his body was missing, so the principal is having a talk with the police and the school board.” A shiver went through my body as she told me the awful story things like these have always been talked about that forest, but no one ever seemed to care.

“Jane this is bad, real bad,” she was pacing round the room. Linda’s sounded scared and that was unusual for her.

I think she was also worried about her dad. Mr. Stone was a detective and wanted to investigate the forest, who knows what terrible creature is lurking there.

I was worried too; this had never happened in our small town before.

Linda and I talked until the vice principal called all students to the hall to announce something.

“Students due to the insecurity in the town, the school board has made a decision.”He’s voice sounded worried, we all were. “The school board has decided that there would be a short break until further notice, and your parents or guardians have been informed to pick you up. The school bus is available for anyone whose guardians cannot pick them, and if you have any vehicle in the school you should leave it until your guardians come to pick it up. All students should remain in the hall, thank you.”

       “My car,” I shouted. “What about my car I can’t leave it in school.”

 The vice principal stepped down from the podium, while the students celebrated about their no school freedom.

I would have too, but that would mean spending time with mum , and her complicated relationship, and Linda was really upset right now so that would be wrong of me to be celebrating while she’s drowning in her thought .

“Sup guys,” mily, kitty, and veronica, Linda and I closest friends since like kindergarten.

“What good luck do we have,” kitty sang

“Horrid MR GRAMSFORD, dead ……”

“Check”

“No school till like God knows when”, kitty and veronica chattered on like some crazy pair.

“It’s like a dream come true,” screamed Natalia my step sister from one of my dad’s she ran and gave Linda a big hug , mily and I laughed the whole time somehow they managed to get Linda to smile.

Fights broke out like five times today, well obviously that’s what happens when you put three rivals together, but thank goodness the principal had things bothering his mind apparently. Students soon started leaving some with friends, like kitty and mily, Natalia left with her boyfriend because the last thing she wanted to do was involve her new mum with any of this.  Veronica went with her group partner,

“Well at least one of us still thinking about school, call your mum again”, Linda said with a sigh. I tried my mum’s number again , it didn’t go really not that I expected any better from her most people think she’s rich because she has a really big company , or just good at saving money  but really I think she’s just good detecting the rich men in the world and getting him to love her.

“try your dad’s”, she suggested , calling my dad’s nope I’m not crazy,     “I could try john’s,” I said although I knew he wasn’t in town  but hey why make her look stupid , so instead I called my dad’s driver to come pick up my car .

   “Hey, my mum is around she’s offering to drop you off, because she knows how your mum is.”Linda said dropping her phone and getting up with a jump.

“I really appreciate it, but I think I’d rather wait”

“You sure, I mean is it really ok?” Linda said with a lot of concern.

“Ya I’m fine you go along, I’d call you when I get home”, I said with a reassuring smile and gave her a little smile.

I waited for a really long time then my mum eventually called,

“Hey honey, I’m so sorry I didn’t pick your calls ea…….”

“Ya ya save the chat, my cars not here anymore cause I sent the driver to get it, and I’m sure you’ve heard about the situation in town and the fact that forest is near the school means schools no more, so you’ve got to come pick me up from school”

“honey I wish I could come pick you, wait you know what I’ll call Tim I’m sure he’ll love to come pick you up from school, ok,” she said and