So I moved in just about a week ago, back from break, and happy about it. My classes are good, filled with new people, and lots of fun. I was feeling good, not sick, having fun, and hanging out with my friends. So Jenn and I have been having problems since basically the day that we moved in during the Fall Semester, and since then it's been no picnic. So yesterday we had a roommate contract that we had to sign with our R.A.. We went on with who does what, what we can share, where we can do what, basic roommate stuff. I mentioned to the R.A. that Jenn and Sha-Nita had switched rooms. I thought that because we had been telling Jenn she needed to go to housing for months and she hadn't that she was cheating Sha-Nita out of money. It's a 200-dollar difference between Sha-Nita's room and Jenn's. I was Jenn's old roommate, it was my business. I was very calm about it, and just felt that something needed to be done, and I wanted it on the record that this had happened. He nodded, and Jenn said that she was going to go to housing the next day, which would be today. So our R.A. left, and we went back to watching T.V. and stuff. I thought that I had done what was right, and I had spoken to Sha-Nita (wasn't there for the meeting) about me telling the R.A. about this, and she supported me. So Sha-Nita left to go to Beloit, and we went to watching television again. I don't remember how long later, but probably about an hour I went to go get a soda from my room (I was in Lauren and Darcy's). Jenn's Mom was standing in Jenn and Alli's room, and had her dog with her (not allowed). I was getting my soda, and when I turned around Jenn's mom was standing in the doorway. She turned to me and started yelling at me, using that mom voice that someone uses to reprimand, and just ripped me apart. She started with asking how I could do this to her daughter. She went on and on about how what Jenn and Sha-Nita did was none of my business, and how I had nothing to do with it. She said that I was underage, and that she could get me in a lot of trouble. She asked me if my father (her boss) knew what I did here, and threatened to tell him. I couldn't really say anything except say a flustered sorry or two for her feeling that way. She was in the middle of saying how I point fingers at everyone else and never takes the blame for anything, or own up to anything. I didn't understand where she was coming from. As she yelled at me Deanna decided it was enough, she had been hearing all of this from the kitchen. She started yelling at Jenn's mom, sticking up for me, and helping me. She told Jenn's mom that it was wrong for a forty-year-old woman to be yelling at a seventeen-year-old girl. She stood up for me like a sister, like a mom. She told Jenn's mom that Jenn had to have been telling her lies (she was) and told her what Jenn had done to me. Jenn stood there (holding the dog) and denied everything that Deanna was saying. She acted like a little angel, with the tears to match. As Deanna called her out I watched her face, and when she turned to me all I could say was that I didn't talk behind her back except to vent a little about her habits to Lauren (friend and roommate). I never talked about her as a person, or her character. I waited until Jenn's mom stopped blocking the hallway, and made it down the hallway to Lauren and Darcy's room where I proceeded to break down. I cried, like I hadn't cried in a while. I sat on the Santa mat in front of Lauren's closet, and just couldn't stop sobbing. In between crying bouts, I could hear Deanna and Jenn's mom still going at it, and Lauren and Darcy ran down to our R.A.'s apartment to get him. I continued to just sit in the corner of their room, while I called Whitney (my sister). She was dead asleep when she answered the phone, but as soon as she heard me crying, and I gave her the short version of what happened she was up dressed, and on her way. I sat like that until a little while after Dustin got there. When I heard what Jenn was saying about me it made me realize that I needed to talk to him myself. I walked into the room just as Whitney walked in. She stared at Jenn's mom like she had two heads. I asked her to come with me, then turned to Dustin, and asked him to come to. We went to Lauren and Darcy's room (love them) and I told him my side of the story. All of the stuff that Jenn had done to me, in detail, and I let him know what her mother said to me. My sister called my father, because it was not Jenn, it was her mother, and since our families are connected through work, it's a sticky situation. At that point Dustin called in his boss for reinforcements. Hearing Jenn and her mom I started crying again, but Whitney wanted to go hear what was happening, so she went into the Living room again. When she came back she had spoken to Jenn's mom outside, and in the end Jenn's mom both admitted that she attacked me, and that it was the wrong thing to do. She apologized, but not to me, to my sister, which doesn't really count in my book. The boys (R.A's) couldn't really do much for us. They gave us the best situation, and the worst. Best being we put everything on the table, and then forget the past. Worst being one of us moves out. I know that I will never forget the past, and while I put everything on the table Jenn didn't. She sat there, and basically acted like this was nothing. I would explain myself, and what I did that upset her, and she had been blowing actions way out of proportion. She gave me almost nothing in return. We finally ended the talk and everyone went to bed around 12:31am. We were all getting ready to go to sleep, and I was just sitting on my bed, while we had done this whole talking thing, I still was pissed off, and mad at Jenn and her mom. Well, Lauren came in and she talked to me some more, asked why I was still upset, and we talked about friends. We have really become a family, but Jenn is not part of my family. I took a vitamin that helps you to sleep, and drifted off to sleep at like 2:30am. It was a long night that started at about 10:30. I went through my Drawing class today, and then my mom came down to talk and to take me to lunch. I told her about everything that had happened, and everything that Jenn's mom had said. She was angry, so incredibly grateful that Deanna did what she did. I don't know what's going to happen now, but I'm sure it's not over. I'm still scared, especially of Jenn's mom. I don't want to see her, and I don't want the bad karma around me. I can deal with it, I may be 17 but I'm a hell of a lot more mature than what some people may think. I know that coming from me may be considered big headed. I feel like she took away my right to be happy for even an evening. I feel like she took something away from me. This may have happened regardless of my age, but it gave her extra ammunition, and a different mindset because I was underage, as she clearly stated. My drama, my life, but not my mother.

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