The bully hates me

Episode 2

        ~ANNABELLA'S POV~

I pointed shockingly at him, what was he doing here? Okay that question is stupid, he could be here for any reason, but I mean, I wanted to avoid the j**kass completely.

“You guys know each other?” The middle-aged man who sat in front of us asked with crooked brows, he was confused.

“No!” I splurted out

“Yes” he eyed me and crossed his arms before facing the principal again

“We had so much fun at the locker room before coming here, she couldn’t get enough of me” he smirked

The motherf**cker actually smirked, I was too stunned to speak, what the f**k was he saying?

“No sir, he’s lying, I wouldn’t do anything like that” I pleaded with my two eyes wide open from shock.

“It’s fine dear, don’t mind Karl, he’s always a j**ckass, he’s just playing with you” the man in front laughed and I took in a deep breath, the last thing I needed was for the principal to think I was a slut or something, I glared at the idiot sitting in front, he had a smirk on his face, the nerve!.

“So, umm…, you must be Annabella” the principal gave me a warm smile and I nodded my head slightly 

“Welcome to King’s Bury High” he gave me a notebook and a key

“That’s the map of the entire school so you don’t get lost, and that is the key to your locker, every other thing will be there”

I nodded and smiled while I tried to walk away it finally hit me, that guy’s name, he was called Karl. I turned back to take another at him, this time he looked back and our eyes met, he still had the evil smirk on the corner of his lips.

It’s him! The monster that tormented me for years!

Fear crept into my body, goosebumps all over my entire skin, I had to leave, at that instant, I turned over sharply and pulled the doorknob, then pulled it open before rushing out, I had to run, I needed to be far away from him.

I felt my hand spin when I bumped into something really hard, what the f**k is wrong with me and bumping into things today! I sighed.

“I’m so sorry, are you alright?” A soft voice asked, I wanted to scream at her but when I looked up, I changed my mind, she held out a hand to help me up, I grabbed the hand and dusted myself afterward.

“Thank you” I smiled, she was carrying a wooden box that seemed filled up and she was dark-skinned, maybe African.

“I’m Heedah” she gave me a warm smile still looking behind me, probably because I was doing the same too, I still had goosebumps on my skin, or maybe I’m mistaken, any other person can be Karl.

“Umm...Heedah, if I may ask, who is Karl?” I asked calmly helping her put back the books that had fallen off the wooden box.