It'll End Sometime.

Berta's clumsy attitude will drag me down at this rate. If only she wouldn't come to Project Day late and scrawny looking like always. If this project was a solo project, would have nailed it " Alla wished under her breath. Just then Breta rushed in, all eyes turned to her, she stood there panting and swallowing, soon everyone would start laughing, she did look scrawny, regular Granny skirt and Turtle neck long sleeve. The color riot was devastating. Soon smirks began on people's faces, next chuckles and then hearty laughs. Alla Delaney was one to just sit and watch but the clown is her partner and key to a steady good grade, so she pulled up her black nose mask and hair and moved with the intention of saving her own a*s than that of Berta. Her long legs strode along cubicles of impressive inventions, gathering the right speed along space she towered over her short partner and pulled her to the toilet. "Come with me!" she said with her usual voice that sounds like whispers. Everybody thought her a killjoy for a long time since she started working with Berta, always removing her from the middle of laughing jocks, cheerleaders, teachers and some middle school kids. " Thank you, Alla, very much." Berta said for the sixth time. Alla bought an outfit for Breta and made her wear it. Breta tried to hide to remove her former dress. "You will stay right here and dress up in my front, I actually don't give a damn what you look like underneath. Okay?! And no one is coming in on my watch." Alla said admiring the features Berta had the to hide and with her normal straight face she dropped her hair. Berta took time and started panicking " I think it's past the right time, oh, we're going to fail" she sniffled and whined. Nobody comes late for a Project Day - no one - Alla cared less. " Look, I'll leave first and you must come later but not to late, like five minutes after I leave now. Okay?" " Um, Alla do I look good?" Berta asked insecurely. " Wad you expecting? I dressed you up Berta!" Alla said straight." Be confident at least today." She left walking casually. Breta stood there talking to herself. "I wish I was like Alla. My God!" she hoped. "She so conceited unlike me, the laughing stock. Ugh! I sound like a child. You know what? I am pretty and I need no one to let me know that!" She threw a kiss at the mirror and wobbled away. The judges had started with Derrick and Andrew's project in front and Alla and Berta project comes fourth in line. Alla strolled in like the judge," Hey, young lady," Mr Barnes called " you're late!" " I apologize, sir." Alla said without turning. She stopped by her cubicle and fixed whatever didn't need fixing. Five minutes' past, Berta is yet to be found. Alla regretted her words a hundred times, the judges were in the second cubicle and she had to rehearse with Berta. Head buried in her hand, Alla heard a silent entry. "Don't be mad, had a stomach ache and had..." "T.M.I..." Alla said straight. "I hope you remember the presentation." Berta didn't answer. Alla didn't realize. The judges were specifically impressed with the third cubicle's project. They moved on to Alla and Berta's project and they simply loved it and with Berta's presentation, they got a 8 out of 10 and an extra mark for attendance on Monday. Breta was excited to get something higher than 5 this year and talked all through the time they packed the project. "You know you are a lifesaver, my mom would be so proud, I hope you don't mind if I tell her I did the project myself " Berta said pleadingly. Alla thought she almost looked cute, almost. Alla said nothing. Staring at trouble's way, Alla saw dangerous s**t to happen if not socially unconscious. " Have you ever felt bad because people hate you?" Alla said ignoring Berta's pep talk. " Oh, yeah! All the time, someone even stole my hand made bag and..." " I remember!" Alla looked at her."Do you know why?" " I really don't know, Maybe they wanted to make me cry so they could laugh?" "Not necessarily, in your case you were envied and gullible in the process,..." She took a breath." You were socially sleeping!" Those words hit Berta like 'The Flash'. She pursed her lips to take it painful explanation of her school life. "you made your self esteem so low that you thought that what ever you had was as unlikable as you. You cared less about your belongings than about what people say about you." Berta looked dead and annoyed. "Okay, what are you driving at?" She asked as sweetly as possible but absentmindedly Alla continued. "You care about what people think instead of how they feel about you. You know, some people laugh at you but actually pity you...some are worse than you, some follow crowd doings while others just don't give a f**k in the nicest way possible and believe it or not... others would like to help you." She turned from the railing of the school balcony to face Berta who was almost crying.