We were still looking for a male singer in music class when I felt a vibration in my pocket. Surreptitiously, I slowly took my phone out of its hiding.
'Arthritis?' My mom texted. It took me second to realize she was naming suggestions as excuses for my gym class.
Of all the excuses she could think of, she came up with arthitis? I laughed at her ingenuity.
Too serious, I texted back.
Pneumonia? I received no later than a minute ago.
Too obvious!
Prosthetic leg?
Mom!
Period? :)
That actually wasn't a bad idea.
Perfect! I'll handle it from here, thanks mom! I texted back before stealthily returning my phone to my pocket.
When class was over, I walked down the wide corridor on my way to gym class. But then it dawned on me that the period excuse was going to last only for a week. Before I could get the chance to think of something else, I was shoved into the gym.
When I looked back, I saw the face of the same mutt I've encountered earlier: Alicia.
"Push me one more time," I warned as I glared at her.
"Well, since you've asked," She fluttered her eyelashes before pushing me again, only harder.
That's when I yanked the beanie from that pretty little head of hers and exposed her blue hair to the whole class. Again.
Her face flushed in embarrassment from the laughs she received before she shrieked in that glass-breaking voice of hers, "Give that back you brat!" She threw her arms at me in attempt of taking back what's rightfully hers, but it was too late: I ran for it.
After runnning half a lap with a deranged blue-haired freak following me around, I started laughing to myself at the way it must've looked like to bystanders.
"Miss Parker!" I heard a familiar scold a few meters away. I stopped in my tracks and stared at Mrs.Gellar. "You were troublesome enough as it was yesterday, and now you bully others?!" She fumed, incredulous.
What?! I'm not the hostile one here!
Alicia reached to where I was and grasped her beanie out of my hands, her eyes suddenly puffing out, "She hurt me miss!" she later pouted.
Ugh, she looked like a lousy dog with that face.
"What? No! She-" my voice was cut off by Mrs.Gellar's chastise. I wonder how that lousy old hag ever found herself a husband.
"Detention for two days!" Mrs.Gellar declared as if she was the queen of the school.
I stared at her dumbfounded for the longest three seconds of my life. She can't just start off naming detentions whenever she felt like it!
"But she started it!" I whined.
"Liar!" Alicia looked appalled, and Ashley instantly agreed as a so called 'witness'.
"Talk back one more time and it's a trip to the principal's office for you," Mrs.Gellar narrowed her eyes. My little fight with Mrs.Gellar seemed to captivate a lot of attention as the class formed a circle around us. My eyes caught Jenna's within the crowd, doing killing gestures with her throat directed at Alicia.
Suppressing my mirth, I glowered, "But she shoved me! Twice!"
"Principal's office." Mrs.Gellar curled her lips. " Now."
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Hooded Beauty
Teen FictionAllison Parker had the perfect life in school except for on thing: She always wore a hood outside of school. Why? She's too beautiful. People cant see the fun loving half-retarded crazy person she is inside. It's not so great being so pretty. And no...