Chapter 2 : The living trouble has returned
Two weeks of suspension and here I am walking at our hallway again, if only i can get a year suspension maybe i don't need to go to our room and silently planning their death.
Life is a game where you always need to win, because if you lose, there's no way for you to get up, especially those people who never want everyone for their life.
I'm not that kind of a girl who will wait for his prince charming to be protected, that sucks, why does people always depend to each other? Like how can they be a butterflies if they're always protected outside their cocon like a precious thing that shouldn't be broken.
After so many thoughts that playing in my mind i finally reach my room, I'm a senior high school student and yes, a graduating one, who would have thought that with this style of thinking I would even end up in dash 1 with intelligence as the basis.
"Finally, the living trouble has arrived" Ford said, I just glanced at him. Ford is my best friend, but of course i never admit that to him, maybe he just considered it by himself, he's different just like me, if my life is a riddle then he's living his life like a puzzle game you need to accomplish just to be completed.
I was about to start getting bored because my time is being wasted, when suddenly the president of our room came to the front. "We have a new classmate, he's from dash 2, but since his grades improved in just a week, dean decided to move him here, he's talkative and friendly so be nice to him" Our president announced before taking a seat. She turned to me "Ms. Cardiel, did anyone tell you that you could sit in that chair? " She asked.
"Do i need someone to tell me where should i sit?" I fired back. She rolled her eyes "Ms. Cardiel, I don't care if you're the living trouble in this school, I'm the president in---"
I hit the chair "And i don't care if you're the president in this room, as long as you're not the principal you have no right to command me where should i sit" I continued. My classmates averted their eyes when I raised my foot in the next chair, signaling that I had won.
Maybe she's the queen bee in our school and the president in our room but she cannot lead without leadership, in short, she's nothing without us, while me, i can still be the best without them, and that's our difference.
I was walking towards my hut under the tree when i saw someone being abused. I approached the gymnasium slowly and there i saw how the girl trembling because of fear. I saw how the man grab her by her id and push her in the wall, forcibly the woman was still resisting so she had the idea to kick the lower part of the man, I thought she would be able to escape when another man suddenly pushed her and forcibly knocked her down.
I was about to step away when I saw the woman's eyes that went into my position, she mouthed the word "help" with here trembling lips, i don't want to help her, i want her to fight for her own, but when the man force her to face him and start to unbutton her polo, my damn feet start to walk and the next thing i knew, I am already at the side of the gymnasium while facing the three men who's taller than me holding their knifes.
"What are you doing here? It's impossible for you to come here just to save her" The man said while pointing at the woman. I distance myself "You're really what i need" I clucked. I wasted no time, I quickly kicked the man in the middle so he fell while dealing with the pain.
I was not satisfied so I took the chair near me and threw it at him so it was even harder for the man to get up, the other man rushed to the side but I was very alert so I climbed on his body until I landed behind it, I headbutt him the reason why he lose his consciousness. Simultaneously with my feet on the floor was the man's fall, but I was not yet standing when I was kicked in the stomach by the remaining man who was taller than the first two men.
I want to endure it but i remain composed like i wasn't battling in my stomach pain, i was about to stand up but i feel that strong impact in my chest the reason why i taste some blood in my mouth.
He was about to grab me when my damn feet is finally move and my arms encircled in his neck from his back, i thought i can smack him down but of course he will use his damn knife that the only choices is to let him go.
I saw my arms bleeding but that's not my problem right now, because after his knife met my skin, it was too late for me to realize that I wasn't carrying my nails. I couldn't move my hand because of the cut and the bleeding, I also couldn't move fast because I could feel the pain in my muscles that caught his strong kicks earlier. But I'm not beatable, he can't beat me, not on the day that i haven't proven anything yet.
"Make sure you will make your best move Millie, because it's do or die" He said. My feet start to move as fast as i could but my stomach still aching and because of that i just found myself standing in front of him waiting to feel his knife toward me after he threw it directly in my direction.
But what surprised me the most was his slowly fall on the floor because of the strong impact on his neck made by the person i never expected to be here and his signature thing that made my enemy knockout, Baseball bat.
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