life's stepping stool

the greeting

"So, you're going to tell the school about that if I don't stay away from somebody that you're going to get with, then cheat on, pull the 'I never wanted you in the first place, I just used you for popularity.' Am I right?

"Basically, except I already spread it to the whole school, keep this up and I'll leak the tape. Like really, how did they all want you? Nothing to look at and you're sorry...you have no reason to exist at this point!"She said with a chuckle.

I felt tears in my eyes, but not tears from sadness, they were tears of anger. The rage I felt at that moment was unmatched. None of that was supposed to happen. They threw me a 'party' and it all went downhill from there. They were 17, 18, and some were 19. I turned 15, 3 days prior. It didn't matter if I knew them or not at the time, who wouldn't party with a bunch of seniors? Call me stupid if you want but you can't completely blame me.

"Already has 1,246 likes, it was posted 30 minutes ago!" one of her sheep, Rose said.I gave her the deadliest side eye I've ever given anyone in history. Reciting history, the man itself is a brute beast. If I could, I'd prove him right. Then again, I'll go to prison if she goes without protection. Make it a fair 1 on 1 and let's see who'll win. Then I'll go for the queen, but I have to be patient.

"So, you already posted it right? Then I see nothing wrong with what I'm about to do" I say as I walk to her, smile, and smack her as hard as I ever did someone.

"Did you just?" she says before she cuts herself off. Just then, both of her paparazzi step up to her side. They look at each other, then looks at me. I've been in my fair share of fights, and I won more than I lost. Rose, the one to her right. had shoulder-length curly hair. It's shrinkage so it's most likely longer. She can't be more than 130 pounds, and she's overall the most annoying of the two. Seems like she only owns skirts higher than her thigh.

Then it's Savarah, I can't decide if it has an actual meaning or just a ratchet version of savannah. Like Nia, no more than 130 pounds. Her hair reaches her waist and she has classical white girl hair. Long and blonde with the pink highlight. Similar to Nia, she only owns shorts and crop tops, except her colors, are baby blue and white while Nia's are pink and white, and they both have on heels. If they "jump me", I'll still win like it was a one-on-one.

"What are ya'll going to do? If ya'll jump me, I'll win. If we fight fair, I'll win. If yall run, I'll win. Think about it, I'll win against all of you any day. The only chance that ya'll really have is if a dude is hired to fight me. Even then, I'll still win because ya'll had to hire somebody to fight me. None of you can do anything to me. I did what everybody was scared to do. She had it coming from the start, and I can see a handful of your hair in my closed fist pulled from your scalp. I can see a broken nose and maybe even a broken cheekbone with a black eye in yours Savarah. So go ahead and post it, after that you'll have nothing on me." I say as I turn around and walk away"Your right, your social status can't plummet anymore, you're already at rock bottom! No matter how much you 'stand up' to me, the whole school will still never like you." Brittany said. I just flipped her off as I continued to walk away.

"Hey" Latrell said jumping in front of me out of nowhere. "What do you want Junior." I ask him annoyed.

"Well sophomore, I heard you talking to Brittany and them, and not gonna lie, you caught my eye. I was wondering if we could chill together?" he asked.

"no."

"wait what? Why?" he said like he was shocked someone rejected to be friends with him."Somehow, you're already popular, congratulations. You can glance and girls faint like some trashy show. I don't care how popular you are, how cute you think you might be, how athletic you are, I don't care and I couldn't care less. One thing I do care about is that band-aid. I highly doubt you have any cuts on your face and it's really getting on my nerve. I don't want to chill with you but I can always take it off and shove it down your throat." I tell him with a forced smile."your vicious, I like it." He says as he grins.