Dollface

How nice of me V.C.

As I sat in my desk staring at the ticking clock that sat above the teachers head I sighed. It seemed as if time was going at half speed just to torture me. I tapped my pen against my leg impatiently, god how I wished the day would hurry up and be over. I had been in a bad mood since that morning and the faster I could get out of here, the faster I could go home.

After a wait that seemed to last a lifetime the bell finally rang out loudly over head. I hurriedly shoved all my belongings into my backpack and slung it over my shoulder, rushing to the door of the class as I made my way out into the over crowded hallway. "Excuse me" I called, shoving my way past some boys that had made a group, blocking off the way to the schools front door. The made a hole to let me through before going back to there conversation.

Readjusting my backpack strap I pushed my way past the metal front doors, I heard an oh so familiar voice. Victor Criss always seemed to know exactly where I would be at any given time of the day. I listened as his footsteps followed me down the concrete steps at the front of the school. I did my best not to look back at him, hoping at praying that maybe if I just ignored him he would go away. He was never as cruel as the rest of Bowers gang seemed to be, but my interactions with him still left me in a bit of a panic.

"Are you ignoring me?" His voice chuckled from behind me as I continued through the school yard. I scoffed quietly, rolling my eyes before I decided I would entertain him. "I was trying to." I replied, turning around so that we were face to face. He smirked, a look that I knew for a fact could dissipate at any moment and morph into a scowl. "Come on now. Don't be like that, Dollface." The blonde whined, slinging his heavy arm over my shoulders as he leaned in threateningly.

Victors harassment seemed to be an everyday occurrence lately, it seemed as if he was becoming more and more obsessed with making my life harder then it needed to be. "Look... I don't have time today so just tell me what you want. You wanna cheat off my homework? You want Money?" I questioned, crossing my arms over my chest. The blonde his hand over his chest as if I had offended him. "Damn, so confident today aren't you." He cackled. I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

"Can't I just enjoy your presence? You should feel honored that I even wanna talk to you, considering what a ray of sunshine you are." He smirked, the sarcasm clear in his voice. "Very funny" I scoffed, turning in the other direction with intentions to walk away from the conversation. Of course Victor wasn't going to let that happen. I felt a hand reach out and grab the back of my arm, yanking me back to where I had once been standing. "Don't act like a bitch, we're just making small talk." He said, his voice much different now making it clear that I had angered him.

Suddenly I spotted Hockstetter making his way in our direction, that creepy smirk he always wore already clear across his face. "Well well well, whatca got there Criss." The dark haired boy asked as he stood behind his friend. "Fuck off, Hockstetter. I'll handle it." He countered, shooting Patrick a not so friendly look over his shoulder. The taller boy laughed, as if he was amused that victor wanted to do something for himself. Noticing how distracted he had become I took the opportunity to yank my arm out of his grasp.

Patrick snickered as he watched. "Are you sure? She seems pretty feisty." He licked his lips as he stared me down, making the situation even more terrifying then it had been before. "I told you I got it" Criss growled, giving Patrick a look that could kill. The dark haired boy gave him one last look before he stalked off in the opposite direction towards where belch was sitting in his car. Again my arm was grabbed, tighter this time, so hard it almost hurt.

"How nice of me." He said lowly, making sure to lean in so that his lips where right next to my ear. I shuttered in fear, hoping that this would end soon so I could sprint my way home. "Maybe tomarrow you'll be a little nicer to me, or I could just let him have you." I quickly shook my head. "Please. No." Victor was one thing but Patrick was a while different kind of terrifying. He stood there staring at my for a moment before he let me go. "Well since you said please" a sadistic laugh followed.
As he turned in the direction of the parking lot he threw me one last threatening look over his shoulder. "See you tomorrow, Dollface."

As soon as he was out of my sight I let out a breath I hadn't realizing I was holding as my hands shook at my sides. "Holy shit" I whispered to myself, the sound barley audible over the sound of my heartbeat thudding in my ears. At least this encounter hadn't ended worse. I turned on my heels, running in the direction of my house. I ran so quickly that it felt as if my lungs might explode but I didn't want to risk running into the gang again. The quicker I got home the quicker I would be safe.

As I shoved my way through my front door I wrenched my head left and right as I stood on the porch, making absolutely shore that no one was there. Thankfully the streets where empty and quiet. Slamming the door behind me as I made my way inside I rushed up to my room, still flustered and antsy from my earlier interaction. As I made my way into my bathroom I closed and locked the door, leaning over the sink to splash some water into my face, to calm my shaking nerves. I as I looked at myself in the mirror I took a deep breath, wiping the water droplets from my skin. Now... to figure out how to get out of going to school tomorrow.