The Queen of The Skies

Chapter 3

The bell rung, signaling the end of class, and shaking Cerry out of her thoughts.

Thankfully, the teacher had not asked her any questions. She had not been paying attention.

Her mind had kept on drifting to the guy she had seen in the hallway and his strange friends. Was she psychic? Is that what her parents had wanted to tell her? She had mulled it over and over in her head. But she did not come up with anything. Fortunately he had not been in her class because if he was she would have outright fainted.

Dazed, she got up and walked out of class not waiting for Arya. Arya dashed after her.

"Hey Cerry. Wait u-" Arya began but was interrupted by a few snickers. She stopped in her tracks and turned toward a set of lockers. She almost grimaced.

"Even your only friend does not want to hang around you," Nina, a pretty brunette with green eyes, sneered as she stood with her other two friends Lena and Susanna.

Nina, Lena, and Susana. The three of them made up the popular clique of the school. They were cheerleaders and all girls wanted to be their friends while all the boys wanted to be more. They were mean, horrible girls and Arya had always been their target. They had been bullying her since middle school and soft-hearted Arya never stood up for herself, just took it.

Arya was about to continue walking but they cornered her and Lena tugged a lock of Arya's blonde hair. "Looks like the janitor is in need of a new mop."

"S-stop," Arya stammered, tugging her hair back. She looked over their shoulders at Cerry's retreating form. Cerry always defended her against the clique. Now she was nowhere and she had been in a trance through out the whole of  history class. Which was her favorite subject.

"Hey," Nina snapped her fingers in front of Arya getting her attention. "Who are you looking for? Your bodyguard? I don't see her around," she spat. 

"That's cause you're blind. Last week I saw you at the optician's getting a pair of glasses," Cerry retorted from behind them.  They quickly turned to face her. She leaned against a locker with a lazy smile, blue eyes sparking with a promise to do damage.

"That's not true," Nina countered a little to loudly, eyes darting at the passing students not wanting anyone to hear. Apparently glasses were for dorks.  

Arya sighed in relief at the sight of Cerry. She had not noticed her returning probably because her attention was so fixed on the clique and getting away from them. Unfortunately her sigh did not go unnoticed by Susana. Though she was the quietest of the group , Susana's insults were the nastiest and they stung the most.

"You're so worthless," she smirked, leaning in closer to whisper, "You can't even defend yourself. You do not deserve a friend like Cerry, you're just holding her back. Such a burden."

As Arya just stared at Susana, eyes glazed with tears and mouth agape, Susana leaned back and crossed her arms triumphantly. She knew just what to say. She knew what spots to hit. Arya had seen Susana insult many other students like her. Unpopular, poor, ugly. But she knew it was true. Cerry did deserve to be popular. In middle school the clique had invited Cerry to be a part of their group, even offering to extend her name to Cerina that it could match theirs, but on one condition: Cerry had to dump Arya as a friend.

Cerry had refused and had sided with Arya choosing her over them. This had made them furious and they had been bullying her since. Calling her names, tripping her when no one was looking, and gossiping about her family.

Cerry folded her arms and smiled sweetly, "If you guys want to be our friends you can just say so. You don't have to put up this...facade."

"And why would we want to be your friends?" Lena spat, disgusted.