The Combatant Maiden

Chapter 4

Yes it was the grumpy ol' troll, who likes my best friend.

Zoe.

She was looking at us with a yogurt in her hand, and her jaw dropped.
I was looking at her but my smile didn't fade. Mathieu saw me looking in the other direction and turned to see what i was looking at and saw her.

It was obvious that she didn't like what she saw, but she changed her facial expression and started smiling, showing all thirty two in her mouth and looking at Mathieu.
She got brave and took four steps towards us and stopped beside our table, she turned around and sat on our table and her head turned in the direction of Mathieu.

She almost sat on my cheesecake but luckily for her i saved it.

I wasn't sure of exactly what she was asking or saying to him but it then occured to me, so i asked,
"Don't you have any friends?"
I caught both of their attention and she said, "Y-you're talking to me?"
"Who else dummy?"
"In not a dummy and yes i have friends."
"You answered so you're still a dummy, anyway where are they?"
She didn't answer me but she looked ahead of her and I followed her and saw two girls eating yogurts on the other side if the room looking at us and smiling. One of them had her hair in a ponytail and the other had two pigtails. I have seen them before and they usually sit at the back if every class, and they talk, and talk and talk. I've seen Zoe sit with them sometimes but not too often.
"Why don't you go to them and leave us alone. You're very disturbing, and becoming a nuisance. Can you...disappear?"
She looked at me with an expression i interpreted as 'you know what I'm doing and you're being mean to me and not allowing me to proceed'. The whole time Mathieu was looking at us back and forth while pressing his lips together.
She slowly got up, " bye Mathieu",
"Uh, yea", he said.
She walked away and i watched her leave and Mathieu got my attention when he said "Why do you treat her like that?, apart from the fact that she fought you? "
"That's why, and got my nlname on the list for therapy."
Mathieu started laughing , "Therapy?", more laughter. "So are you gonna go?"
"No. I would, but i dont want to, although they probably called my home and told one of the parents."

Usually one of my parents are always home, mostly my Mom but i realize that lately from about two weeks ago, they've been going out together and leaving me and Mark at home alone.
"I'm ready to go now, are you done?", i asked Mathieu.
He looked down on the table at his yogurt and then lifted it to his head real fast like drunkards in western movies when their liquor is strong.
When he moved the cup and put it back on the table his cheeks were filled with yogurt and he looked like a chipmunk.
"Mhmm", he nodded and swallowed. I put the rest of my cake that i wrapped in a napkin at the side of my bag and got up, Mathieu got up after me and i told him to start walking before me.

In order for us to leave, we had to pass the table that despondent Zoe was sitting at with her so i believe, 'friends'.

The one with the two pigtails purposely waited until Mathieu passed, to stretch her left foot out in the way so i would fall. I saw what she was doing and i stopped right in front of her foot that wore a pink converse sneakers that matched her pink and white floral dress. I looked at her feet then at her, dhr was looking to her right, through the window acting all innocent while the other two blondes giggled.

I stepped, or should i say crushed all the bones that made up her feet below her ankle with all my strength.

"Oooooww!!!" She screamed and drew the attention of everyone. She pulled her foot towards her, massaging it through the shoes.
" That hurt, you b-"
"Be quiet girl. If you didn't put your foot in the way i wouldn't have stepped on it, now would i ?, would i ?, would i ?, no i wouldn't."

I watched her fave turn into mashed potato and then I continued to walk while everybody else was staring at me, but i kept my eyes on Mathieu who was waiting for me at the door with a slight smile on his face. I stopped in front of him and did the same. He gave a bigger smile and then opened the door for me allowing me to go through first.

Mathieu walked home and i went to mine. When i arrived home and went through the front door Max greeted me by jumping on me. Max is my German Shepherd dog that we kept in the house. I started to walk to the kitchen and i saw that Max was sniffing my bag.
"No you can't have my cake, go sniff your ass or something", i entered the kitchen smelling fry chicken, while Max went about his doggy business.
"Did you say you have cake and wish to share?" , said Mark who was cooking.
"Not unless i can have one of those.", i took up the biggest piece of chicken squirting ketchup all over it.
" i hope you cooked this properly", he looked at me with an annoyed expression, "cake".
I went in my bag and gave him my slice of cheesecake.
"Oh gee sis, its my favourite, gracias", He said,sounding pretty pathetic.
"Imma go enjoy chicken in my room, toodles".
Mark began again , "Mom and Dad aren't here, why are you home so late anyway?, finally found a boyfriend whose not scared of you?".
"No, i was out with Mathieu"
"Oh he's the boyfriend now, who was always more than a friend?".
I marched up the stairs,"whatever! "