Chapter 3: To the Gates to Hell
Walking up to the school doors. Simple enough right?
Wrong...
At least it is hard for me. I get tripped, called names, etc. But when you are me for long enough you get used to it. Today felt different.
I began my slow distancing walk towards the steps when the slut of the school, Christy, decided to step in.
" Hey freak!" She screamed at me, in her annoying high pitched voice. I just rolled my eyes and tried to keep walking away, key word 'tried'.
" HEY BITCH! You can't walk away from me like that!" She screamed, well more like screeched, at me. She grabbed the back of my hoodie, attempting to pull it off my head. Before she could even get her honey fingers close I grabbed them and twisted her arm behind her back, cause a scream to emerge from her mouth.
" what the fuck? LET ME GO." She screamed. I smirked underneath the hoodie. I released her arm. She twisted around and screamed at the top of her lungs. I had to cover my ears, or else i wouldn't be able to hear for weeks on end.
" Don't you ever put your filthy, gross, mute, hands on me ever again! Or I won't hesitate to break them. Now if you knew what was good for you, you would take that hoodie off before I take it off for you!" I smirked underneath my hoodie.
'Try me, bitch!' I thought in my head. I could feel someone's hand hovering just above my hoodie. I noticed Christy did a slight nod to whoever had their hand on my hood. By now we had a crowd forming.
' don't do it dumbass' I thought to whoever had their hand on my hood. I could feel them slowly closing their hand as I kept my staring contest up with Christy.
Just before the hand could grasp my hoodie, I grabbed their hand and flipped them over my head. I looked at the dude who I flipped, and it was the captain of the football team, aka. Christy's 'fuck buddy'. I started walking away back to the school doors, not before extending my middle finger to the crowd. I looked in the middle where Christy was helping, a pissed off, Kyle stand. I smirked underneath my hoodie before turning bag around and began walking up the steps to hell.
I could feel eyes staring holes in the back of my head, as I walked slowly up the steps. This is very ab-normal because I am not one to be noticed. I decided to take a peek behind me to see who was looking at me, I was very frustrated to see that it was non-other than, wait for it...Jace Carter!
He was staring directly at me with a smirk. I thought nothing of it at this time but I was more wrong than I could ever be...
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