November 1st 1984
The day after Halloween.
It was always a sight...hungover kids wandering the halls while they muttered to each other about the new rumors that had spread over the course of that one drunken night.
You stood at your locker, putting away your bags so you could head to your third hour. Setting the last book down, you were about to close the door when you were suddenly pushed back, the door slamming over onto the other metal lockers with a loud clang.
You fumbled and fell to the ground, looking up to see none other than Tommy and Carol. "What do you want?" You questioned, really just trying to go about your day. "Seems the little slut doesn't remember Tommy."
You stood up, adjusting your shirt as you looked between them, others starting to stop and stare as well. "I'm sorry what?"
Carol scoffed, "When you tried to fuck my boyfriend last night?" Your eyes widened, whipping to Tommy who had a cocky expression lining his face. Everyone gasped and started whispering, your hands tucking into your pockets so you didn't punch him and get expelled.
"That's a fucking lie and you know it you ass-wipe! I went after Steve and you tried to touch me!"
Tommy glared at you, "Who the hell would want to touch you?" You held your ground, and even as everyone started to laugh in agreement, you held back your tears and frustration. "You apparently."
Carol scoffed and leaned on his shoulder, "Here is some advice, if you are going to try and hit on someone, at least go do it with someone who looks as...interesting, as you do." You swallowed harshly until you noticed that it had gone dead silent.
You stepped back a bit, immediatley hitting a rather solid surface. "You're one to talk Carol. Fix your fucking nose first." She instantly covered her nose at the sound of Billy's words. You on the other hand stayed still, slightly afraid to move.
"What the hell man? Why are you standing up for the school slut!?" Tommy interjected, instantly cowering back as your eyes along with Billy's (whos figure towered over you) sent a dagger like gaze his way.
"I thought you said she was the Virgin Mary? Why the hell would she suddenly try and fuck you?" Billy questioned, Tommys mouth opening to say something but to no avail. At least, until he looked down to you again.
"She is trying to make you jealous so you'll get in her pants. Think about it, she is the only one at this school that is resisting you...I bet she secretly craves it." He sounded devilish, like the demon on someones shoulder you see in a cartoon.
"Shut up Tommy. You know that you're a lying son of a bitch!"
Tommy chortled in response as he slowly stepped toward you, one foot after the other. "I bet you are absolutely dying to know what it feels like, to have someone actually care about you." You clenched your jaw together as he mockingly clapped his hands together with a feigned expression of sadness.
"I mean, the last guy you were with didn't last very long right? He ended up cheating on you with, who was it? Samantha?"
Your heart dropped, every word you wanted to say sunk into your stomach. Billy stepped around you, you were expecting him to join in on the mockery of your past failed relationship...but today was full of surprises.
"If one more goddamn word comes out of your mouth shit-bird, I will put you in the fucking ground. Got that?" His tone was sharp as he grabbed Tommys collar, hoisting him up a bit as he closed your locker with his free hand.
Tommy rapidly nodded, Billy tossing him back into Carol and a few others before adjusting his jacket and grabbing your arm. He quickly tugged you out of the hall until you both were outside once again.
