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Long ago in one of the most prestigious high schools in America, there was a group of friends who were more than friends, more like family. As such like family some friends thought it was OK to interfere with the lives of others. Emotions ran high at times. People were always putting others in to the statement of ``Do as I say and Not as I do!'' Thus at times a lot more than feeling would get hurt.
Case in point: Denise and Cathy.
Denise was you can say my sister through another mother. We were connected through many levels and understood each other in ways many would not know through normal channels. Some say she was the female version of me and I was the male version of her. Others say that we were displaced twins in both space and time. The oddest thing is that she was 4 years younger than I was though she was in the 10th grade. Yes, she was 9 1/2 years old in the then grade when she should have been in the 5th grade. She, like me, was one of those child prodigies advanced enough to be in a school like Brooklyn Tech at such a young age. Due to the age difference, though she had a brother, she adopted me as her brother in this life to protect her from the various goings on in the school because her real brother was distant from her and really did not want anything to do with her. During this time, she has had an On-Again / Off-Again relationship with a friend or ours named John (nicknamed Gonzo).
Cathy was in the shortest possible terms: my girlfriend. We have always had a rocky relationship but we would endure all the crap and pressures we would go through. Unfortunately for her she had family obligations to deal with and that caused a temporary separation for a couple of years from each other after high school. Through we were very intimate with each other, we had to keep things down low because of boyfriend she was prearranged to marry to. Her relationship to this person was no secret, as he kept coming by the school to pick her up and take her home, where he would occasionally abuse her. Despite my handicap, I fought this beast of a person to a standstill to end the abuse he was giving her. But in not seeing the relationship Cathy and I were having, many thought that I was being intrusive and trying to manipulate Cathy into a relationship situation that would have been detrimental to her. Thing is, we were already at that point.
Juanita (Not Shown) was Cathy's best friend since Kindergarten, and made a deal with Cathy to make it look like I was having a relationship with her and not Cathy. This added more problems as many thought I was cheating against Juanita through her friend Cathy.
How we all survived this, I do not know. We were just lucky that we did.
Denise would often confront Cathy about what kind of relationship Cathy and I were having. Often it would end with a few words being exchanged. But as big as Brooklyn Tech was, rumors grew like wild fire. Thus a few days before I was seen walking out of the free clinic with Cathy more than once, and news of her having Gonorrhea spread quickly. Denise got wind of this and decided that she would interfere with our relationship. She would confront her not far from our club room - in the hall right by the auditorium, where it is usually crowded.
Both John and I were in the club room minding our business before Denise decided to confront Cathy. Words that should have not been said were said. Lies and innuendos were made and told. Statements were challenged and denials were put into place. Denise had enough and decided to slap Cathy. This led to a major commotion in the hallway and had John and I running out of the club room. Denise ran to John though continuing her word slinging at Cathy. I tried to hold Cathy back, who wanted to pound Denise into the ground for hitting her. It took them over an hour to calm down and even then John had to take Denise home while I had to do the same with Cathy.
