Brutal | K. Wu

TWO

"HIS NAME IS KEN RIGHT? Kenny Wu, the boy Blythe is oh-so interested in." Finley rolled her eyes at her own statement. "Yes Fin, Kenny Wu. And I am not so interested in him. I just find him a tiny bit attractive."

"Well I don't find him attractive a bit." Because of you. The shorter girl thought walking toward their next class. "Like, why do you even find him attractive at all? Do you need to get your eyes checked? Do you need me to give you my extra pair of glasses?" Blythe snorted at her friend.

"Just because you don't like boys." She joked as she turned in to another hall. Finley immediately froze as Blythe's statement. Blythe stopped noticing her friends state, "Dude, you okay?"

"Hmm? Yeah, I'm great." Finley forced a smile feeling sick on the inside, "Hey, I'm gonna get to class." She told her friend, Blythe furrowed her brows in confusion but didn't ask and nodded. Blythe was confused as she watched her best friend walk the opposite direction and turn to a class she knew Finley didn't take. AP English, Finley had failed English almost every year of her life, yet Blythe, not wanting to lose the one closest to her left it alone and continued to walk toward her next class.

She looked to her left as she said 'Hi' to students who called her name. Just as Blythe looked back to where she was headed she had ran into someone and ended up on their chest. She groaned as she lifted her head to see who's chest she smacked into. "Guess I have a tendency for falling on you, huh?" She smirked.

The boy under her groaned again as he met her eyes. "Can you get off me now?" Ken blushed as he heard whistles from the Junior Varsity team. "Right. That, getting off." She awkwardly spoke before scrambling off of his body.

"You need help?" Blythe asked amused, watching him pick up all of the books he dropped as they fell. "No, I'm good."

"Okay." She shrugged, turning to leave.

"Hi, will you sign a p-" Linda, head of student council, spoke walking over to Blythe. "Yeah sure." The blonde grabbed the pen and clip board.

"Thank you, this is for demanding..." The brunette looked down to where she signed, though it wasn't her name, PISS OFF, sat in red ink. "She's a Warrior jock, isn't she." Linda sighed watching the girl walk off with her middle finger facing the brunette.

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Blythe sat in the box watching as Varsity scrimmage, she jumped over the wall and skated over to Scooter with Rick and Cole. "My dad says it was all just a publicity stunt, but is gonna wind up killing the schools reputation." Rick spoke as the Ducks walked past.

"Yeaah. Them rejects should have stayed on their own side of the tracks." Cole said, "Those rejects, genius." Scooter corrected him, which brought a smile to Braylon's face, Scooter was Blythe's favorite out of the trio for many reasons, "Besides, we don't have tracks, Cole. You see, there's no trains; therefore, no tracks. Do you get that?" That was one of them.

"Well, they should stay out of our sch-" Cole was cut off by the loud pop of Blythe's bubble gum. "-School. Don't get smart with me, goalie."

"Scooter, you know better than to confuse Cole." Blythe nudged the pretty boy next to her with a smirk. "We're on the same team." Rick piped in, making their faces falter.

"Now let's go." He skated off with the three and the rest of Varsity following. "If it isn't Captain Ducky." He placed a hand on the curly haired boys should, a taller boy who Blythe knew as a 'bash brother' whom she sat in fron of took a step closer.