“uhn” I mutter in confusion.
“Yeah, I was there this afternoon, I went to see my sister, she is a senior” she tells me, explaining herself and telling me the details I do not think I need.
“Oh”
“Yeah, it was total badass anyways, I think it is the high time someone stood up to him” she tells me, waving her hands frantically to buttress her point.
“Why?” I ask her, intrigued with what she said.
“So this is a long story, I will tell you more when we sit down” she tells me as we enter the cafeteria.
There is nothing bad knowing your potential enemy.
She queues with me even though I can see that she has her lunch box with me, I really hope I don’t regret not bringing my lunch box, my old school’s food was not really bad, it was good some days, and the opposite some other days
Seems like we are here early, so I didn’t have to queue for a long period of time, I collected my food and went to get a sit with the girl whose name I seem to have forgotten.
“He is a sophomore” she starts,
“wait, he is a SOPHOMORE” I ask, laying emphasis on the sophomore.
“Yeah a sophomore, it seems like he was called to the office this morning for something he did last week I think”
“Woah” I mutter, eating my food
She opens her lunch box but did not make any attempt to start eating.
“So, freshmen year, I mean last year for us, right, he was going to be bullied by a senior because he didn’t give way for the senior to pass, like the rest did, the senior, I think his name is Dexter, he was a bully, a well known bully” she tells me, then pauses to start eating her food
“Even though I hate bullies, I cannot in my life do anything to challenge or fight them” she adds, sighing.
“Uhn hn”
She stops eating her sandwich for a while to continue her story.
“Well, he could not take someone bullying him so he taught the Senior a lesson he would never forget in his entire life, he was later suspended for like 3 weeks, and also the senior, almost affected him” she tells me, picking up her remaining sandwich to eat
“Oh wow, so why is that why everyone fears him now?”
“Yeah, one of the reasons, and he really doesn’t like physical contact, honestly though, I don’t know he became a bully also, ‘cause he was not like that at the beginning of the freshmen year, he suddenly is like this immediately after the new year” she concludes her story, shrugging as she says the last part.
“Maybe something happened at home?” I ask her
“Maybe, maybe not” she says disinterestedly
“Yeah, maybe, maybe not”
“Yeah” she says enthusiastically
“You are a sophomore right” she asks me, I don’t really want to answer that question but, it sounds stupid, do I only nod my head.
“Right?” she asks again, beating the table to call my attention because I am looking at the direction where some girls are giggling
“Fuck…yes” I yelp out, mortified she will do something like that knowing the fact that there is a coke on the table, which has spilled to my cloth
“sorry” she say, looking at me sheepishly
“no problem” I tell her, looking at her, seeing how guilty and cute she is, how can one get angry at someone like her.
“Who are those girls, and why are they glaring at this side” I ask her, because if looks could kill, I would be 6 feet under by now.
“Don’t give them any attention, that’s what they want they like to see themselves as goddesses, not to be touched, like queens” she tells me, looking at them also irritated.
“I don’t think I’ve done anything for them to glare at me like they want me six feet under” I tell her, now confused
“You made quite the grand entrance or rather impression with what you pulled this morning with their ‘King’” she tells me, putting air quotes mentioning king.
“Is he not a bully” I ask her, finishing my food
“He definitely his, one that you avoid at that” she tells me, also taking the last bite of her sandwich.
“Then why are they glaring” I ask her, now confused
“It is like idols or celebrities, you’ve ‘claimed’ them even though you know you can’t have them” she tells me, putting air quotes on the claimed.
“Then they are fucking stupid, if they are glaring at me because of someone that bullies people, and they can’t even have” I tell her, glancing at them, to realize that they are still glaring at me.
“and the bitches are coming” she whispers
“Uoh uoh” I whisper back
Everyone starts to notice them walking towards my table, and they all start murmuring. That is one thing about when getting bullied in high school or about to be bullied, no one makes any type of attempt to save you. They all look at you with pity or indifference, some are even happy to see a fight.They are three, I can totally see through this ‘Queen bees’, they look like a bunch of dumb girls, one in the middle, which with the looks of it must be their leader, and the other two by her side, her minions.I do wonder whether this things change, the cheerleader, the jocks, the bullies, the minions, like can this people not try to change history, must everything be cliché always.From movies, this will be the part that they will try to assert their dominance to the new girl. Bunch of dumb idiots, they think I am like their normal weak nerdy girl, I might be nerdy but not weak.The one in the middle has a light pink hair wearing a pink shirt and a short skirt which I don’t really know t
‘Please not now’, is my thought at the moment.Like will anyone just allow me to have peace, I have had enough of being told the ‘rules and regulations’ of this school honestly.“Hey, I said, you are on my seat” he repeats“How is this your fu*king seat? sorry” I ask him, looking up to him, pretending to be confused.I know that seats would have been ‘allocated’ or everyone would have at least gotten their seat and seat mate, or chosen the seat they want, but sometimes, if you still want to keep that seat, you have to hurry up to the class.“I have totally forgotten that this is where he sits” Katya whispers to me.“How could you forget about something like that?” I ask her, whispering.“Sorry” she whispers back apologetically, with a guilt-stricken face“I didn’t see your bag nor any of your properties here neither was your name engraved here, so how is this your seat?” I ask him again.But having looked around when I entered the class, if I stand up from here, there is a possibility
“Oh My God, yes” she tells me, hitting the table.“Do you really have to hit the table to tell me” I ask her, rolling my eyes.“The only flaw with him is that he is a bully, but he is good in all his classes, at least so I’m told, and he is so good at art” she tells me“And the also twins?” I ask her“No, the twins are not like him, Declan is good in his classes and Duncan, well he is like the top academic wise, Declan plays football, but Duncan, his twin, he is nerd, a hot nerd” she tells me, gesturing with her hands to explain.As she continues her explanation, she is interrupted by the teacher.She gives us back our drawing, and I am able to take a glance at Oliver’s drawing the drawing is good, very good, not going to lie.He glances at me for a brief moment, and goes back to his seat.I don’t know if he is intrigued by me, or he is planning something behind his scowl, with the amount of times he has glanced at me and with the glare he gave me earlier.“Ash, right?” The teacher as
“Oh, it’s you”“Yeah me, you’re not a fan of me, I am not a fan of you, I will appreciate if you make sure we don’t cross path” he tells me, putting his hands in his pocket.I look at him in irritation and his two friends that are beside him.“I never cared about you, you are the one seeking me out right now” I tell him, scoffing at him.“That’s good” he tells me, leaving with his friends.Looking at their retreating silhouette, I turn to ask Katya a very important question.“Are they always like this?” I ask her, squinting my eyes.“Yeah” she says, still staring at their silhouette disbelievingly.“And why didn’t you tell me that they live around this area” I ask her“I told you, but from the looks of it you were ignoring me then” she says, pouting“And again most people going to our school lives around here”“Fortunately for you or unfortunately for you, he lives three houses from yours’ and the twins four houses from your house” she tells me while grinning.“Why are you so happy, d
A month after, things have changed slightly, although the ‘three beauties’ don’t have the intention of ever leaving me alone.If they don’t cross the line, I won’t do anything, I don’t have any business with them, I will only do to them what they do to me.Classes have not been exactly easy, especially for a sophomore who joins a new school, also taking seven AP classes. But it has kept me busy.Katya has been the good friend a new student needs always. She has been helping me to adjust to the system, even though most of our classes are not together, we only have two, Statistics and Art.Oliver and I have not interacted ever since the day we met on my way home, we’ve only been passing each other by, and see each other in classes we have together.My Dad has also been really busy with his work, in adjusting to his new work and environment, which has not been so easy for him, from the bags under his eyes and the look of tiredness he always try to hide with coffee and a forced smile.Wal
“Are we going” she asks me, looking very excited about the idea of us being invited to a party,“Are we going” she asks me, looking very excited about the idea of us being invited to a party,“Of course not” I deadpan.“Why?” she asks me, grabbing my hands and pouting trying to act cute.“No matter how you much you try to act cute, I am still not going, I have a lot of assignments to do, and books to read” I tell her, shaking her hands off me.“Maybe that is why you don’t even know how to socialize, and maybe that is why you don’t have friends” she tells me, looking at another direction.“Don’t talk like you have thousands of friends” I sass her.“I do have” she tells me, glaring at me like what I said hurt her feelings.“I am your only friend, so don’t try to feed me that crap” I tell her, shaking my head at her antics.“It doesn’t matter, and again don’t change the subject, you are going to that party” she tells me, trying to use a commanding tone with me.Not with that her tiny voi
Going through my lunch time routine with Katya, since our lunch has always been and will always be at the same time, we are suddenly disrupted with one of the ‘beauties’ saying she has an announcement to make.“Hey guys, Damian’s brother is inviting us to his party” Minnie Moe announces, which has everyone’s attention with the announcement.“But you are not invited” she says, pointing at me.I continue eating my lunch completely ignoring what she said. This triggers her, ‘cause she hates being ignored.“You hear me” she barks.“Uhn hn” I murmur.“She thinks she is all that” Katya whispers to me.Since she has a loud voice and she can hardly whisper silently, her statement catches their attention causing one of the jocks with the bit*hes to scoff at us.“And what did you just say bit*h” she shrieks out.“None of you goddamn business” I say, banging me hand on the tableI really want to cause trouble with these bit*hes today, they’ve been getting on my nerves all this while, not that I
After hours of me studying and completely forgetting about the party and Katya not bringing it up, she suddenly tells me she really has a one of a type favour to do for me.“Do you know the comic book you told me you will really like, like really really will like to read?” she suddenly asks me“Yeah” I mumble, trying to finish up my Statistics assignment.“I have it” she states.And now she knows she has my attention.“You are lying” I tell her, looking at her disbelievingly, because if she has it, why won’t she have said anything ‘til now.“Nope I’m not” she says, looking very smug.“And before you say anything, I knew it would come in handy one day, that’s why I didn’t mention it” she says, looking at me like she is very proud of herself for not telling me about it earlier.“So will you give me?” I ask her, excited with the fact that I will be able to read the book.I’ve been searching for the book, since it is an old comic, a lot of comic shops and bookshops don’t have it, sadly.“