The New Girl

Chapter 11: Holding Your Ground

"...amity...?" There was a moment of silence as all three of us stood there, comprehending what was happening.

Looking at Amity, I can tell she wasn't having much of a good day since Club. Her eyes were slightly red, while the skin around it looked puffy. The girl looked like she cried her heart out, and that made me feel even more bad about abandoning her earlier.

"What did you just tell me?" Boscha's voice was laced with both venom and surprise. I'm pretty sure the last thing she expected was anybody to stand up for me. That person being Amity must've also set off a few alarms in her head.

Amity stepped a little closer to us as Boscha still gripped me. I could see Amity's hands tightening into a fist.

"Are you stupid? I said to leave her alone." Much like Boscha, her voice was laced with venom, as each word she said stung me, even though it wasn't directed at me. Bosha turned more towards her, but didn't let go. I guess she didn't want me running off.

"Who the FUCK are you to tell me what to do?" She scoffed before continuing. "You're really gonna stand up for her?" She shook me lightly, getting the "her" across. "You said it yourself the other day. She's a complete weirdo." Boscha started to laugh, as I felt the memories of Amity resurfaced my head. I hung my head low while she laughed.

"Can't believe you actually thought I think of her that way." Amity was now a bit closer, a few feet away. Boscha shot a look of her of pure shock. I did the same, but more so for the fact that Mom was right. It was a misunderstanding, and I was jumping to conclusions.

"I might've said that stuff, but I didn't mean anything. I only said it because you put me on the spot, and since you're a 'good friend', you wouldn't take anything but what I said as an answer." I felt Boscha's grip on me tighten as she took in this information from her supposed friend.

"I'll tell you what I really think of her. She's an amazing person. Much better than you. She actually cares about my feelings, she enjoys my company, she's a really fun person to be with, and me and her actually have similar interests."

Amity dug into her bag, and pulled out her Azura book. She brandished it in front of Boscha, who was taking in all of this new information. To say she was stunned would be an understatement.

Boscha's grip tightened 10 times more than how it was before, looking back at her face, she was furious. Her 'friend' that I'm sure she was with for years now was shunning her, and finally placing her foot down, just to protect me.

Boscha wasn't having it. She slammed me into the locker again, to my shock. The pain this time was worse since it was the exact same location. She gave me a hate filled stare before turning back.

"So what you're telling me right now is that you actually care about this piece of shit more so than your actual friend who has been with you since the beginning." Amity shook her head, and stepped a little closer.

"You were never my friend, Boscha. You have always been such a harsh, rude and disrespectful person to both the people you "cared" about, and the people you didn't. You never cared about my feelings. You never took anyone's emotions into consideration. You never wondered if you were being too much. You are a bully, and I'm sick of sticking by your side. I'd rather be with someone who actually makes me feel like it's worth living." Amity looked at me for a moment, but in that moment me and her locked eyes, I swear everything around us went blank. Not even Boscha's grip was registering to me.