When pride takes over (S1 Ep.13-6)
Monday, November 18
The weekend passed and I did not get a response from Joan. I could only imagine what she would be doing. Knowing her as I know, she is not the type that stays without answers. And as "all-powerful" as she is, her interest in Francis, wasn't going to stay for a simple question, for sure.
When I got to school, close to the door to the classroom was Joan. I knew I owed her an apology, my last words to her had been too aggressive. But my actions were not more than a reaction to her behaviour to me. Let the pride win and, although it has cost me more than I wanted to admit, walked past her without address a single word.
I entered the classroom to put the books in my seat and saw that the notebooks of Joan were not in the usual place, right beside me. When I went back to the hall, near to the Joan were girls.
Dianne: Girls, we have to gather. The school's Christmas party is coming upon, then it comes the city’s, that means, our concert! I hate to admit it, but I'm nervous, I need altogether.
Monic: And let us not forget ... The anniversary of our Dianne!
Dianne: Yes, exactly, I fear to be forgotten in the midst of so many arrangements.
Rose: Oh, Dianne! We’ll never forget you.
We unite in a circle, in a big hug, but Joan was apprehensive. She was sitting in the window sill. Her sad look, disappointed, didn't go unnoticed to Monic.
Monic: Girls, we have an emergency here.
Sofie: What's going on Joan?
Joan: Hum!? Nothing, was entangled in my thoughts. I'm sorry! Christmas party, Dianne's birthday, yes, I'm in. You can count on me for what you need.
Dianne: Oh, you know something?! Rose showed us your project…
Joan: Yes, I know. Rose sent me a message. Sorry Rose for have not responded, but my mom blocked my messages and calls.
Sofie: Grounded?!
Joan: Ya.
Rose: Oh! I didn't know ...
Dianne: Well, you really outdid yourself! Are to be congratulated. It's a very beautiful project.
Joan: Thank you Diane, but it's all Rose’s ideas. I'm just helping. As I’m going to do whenever she needs.
If repentance killed, I would be completely stretched out on the floor right on that moment. Growing up isn't easy, we made lots of mistakes along the way. And whenever we think already learned what surrounds us, the attitude of others, prove otherwise. The only true way to know the difference between right and wrong is thru the heart.
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