My Voices

The incident

As the bell rings for school finishing, I took off from my spot in the classroom and headed straight to my locker. Today had just been one big headache. Blake followed me around everywhere! When I tried to ditch him at lunch to go to the library, he found me within 3 minutes. Believe me when I tell you I was hiding under the staircase to the library when he found me. After that I just gave up on running away from him and just accepted that he was going to follow me around like a lost puppy. I got weird looks and glares from some of the other students as I passed them in the halls on my way to the lockers. I don't give two flying shits about what they thought. They can just go eat dog shit.

'Who's the new guy?'
'Nice hair'
'He's cute. Wouldn't mind to be near him.'
'Look at the whore trying to seduce the newbie. She probably has STD. The new guy's going to be running to me shortly, bitch.'

Well look here. Rachel's daily thought about me. It's funny how ironic it is seeing that I'm a virgin and she's the one who sleeps around.

I close my locker and swing my bag on my shoulder and walk briskly to the exit, excited to leave hel-I mean school. I'm only a few metres away from the door when hands fly out and grab my head and arms, dragging me backwards into the girls bathroom.
"Look who finally decided to show up. Did you have fun whoring around, loser?" Rachel walks away from the mirror once she re-glosses her already overly-glossed lips. Her light blue eyes glare at me from under thickly coated mascara eyelashes.
"So, what do you want us to do with her, Rach?" One of Rachel's fake tanned bimbos skied her.
"I want you to burn the bitch. I want you to make her leave my next 'toy' alone. He doesn't like her. He just wants to have a little fun. Something she can't give him, but I can," Rachel sneers as if I'm not right in front of her. She struts over to the blonde bimbo holding me.
"Now Ashely,Why don't you start with her hand. She doesn't really need them."
Then with a quick flick of her dark platinum hair, she turns to leave. Her heels making loud clicks with every step that she takes out of the bathroom.
'How are we supposed to burn her-wait. We could use the hand dyer.'
The blonde bimbo grabs my arm and drags me towards the end of the bathroom stalls, near the hand dryer. I squirm in her grasp already knowing what she was going to do.
"Kelly, can you finally be useful for once and hold her down?!" The blonde yells towards the tanned bimbo who does as she's told and holds me with strength I didn't think a slut would have.
"Time to watch a bitch burn...." And with her last words, the blonde shoves my hand up the hand dryer and turns it on.
The burning doesn't start straight away, but when it did I scream. It burned like hell! The metal was practically melting my skin away. I scream and struggle against the bimbos with all my might, but I can't get out of their holds. Blonde slaps her free hand over my mouth to keep my screams to a mere whisper. Tears are forming in my eyes as I can smell and feel the skin on my hand burning.
'SOMEONE HELP!!!!!!!'
I see dark blotchy spots in my eyes as the pain starts to overwhelm me. I start falling and seeing black, but not before seeing a familiar colour of red burst through the bathroom. Then I'm out like a light.