𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬

𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐄𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭; 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

TW - Bullying, (child) abuse, thoughts of murder, implied sex, catching someone nude, cheating, talking about heavy drinking & drugs, mentioning depression, implied jumping, implied street-fight. 

I hissed and closed my eyes as I felt my hard cover math-book hit my head.  Tears threatened to fall from my tired eyes. The build up of my anger wasn't helping, but I choked them back.

"Stop fucking playing with me," I spat, quickly picking my book that landed not too far away from me.

I bent down to put my book away, keeping my eyes on the two girls and a boy. Surely, the principal and the guidance counselor would be happy to hear about this. Their star students making an act of violence towards another star student. But then again, would they even believe that? Tch. No they wouldn't. It's just like any story where the pick-me girl, a y/n,  gets bullied. I scoffed. I wasn't a pick-me girl though, and definitely not a "y/n." I felt my hands clench down on the math book. 

I always let them do this to me, and the most I do is call them something. Insult them. Maybe it's time to do something more? I then took the book right out of the back and flung it at the three students. It hit the girl in the nose.

"Fucking Christ!" Naomi yelped. I just crossed my arms and looked at her with a grimace. She clutched her nose in pain as she crumpled to the floor.  Her friends came to aid her, helping her off the ground. Naomi quickly pushed them away. "You dirty little bitch!" she spat before picking herself up and off of the floor. There was something in her eyes. I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Hate? Fear? Anger? She definitely didn't seem fearful, so I will cross that out.

"Do something about it."

They all stared at me.

"Then I fucking will!" Naomi started to sprint over to me, anger in her eyes. It was frightening. 

"What's all of this noise?!" A stern voice asked. The principal stepped into view in the hall, arms behind his back. Luckily for me, Naomi had her fist in the air, and it was quite obvious that she was coming at me. 

A quick visit to the office I suppose. 

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" I expect better from both of you, I really do, " the principal said. Even though his voice was calm, you could hear the anger deep down.

" Two great, educated students fighting," he muttered, "getting into a fist fight."

I glanced at Naomi, she glanced at me.

"To be honest sir, they hit me fi-"

"Don't play around, why would I do that?" I interjected, completely cutting her off. 

She side-eyed be once again.

"Students!" The principal boomed, "let's do this in a civil fashion."

"This is farcical," Naomi snapped. "She hit me first!" She raised an accusing finger at me, and in my face.

"Move. Your. Finger," I said slowly. To talk to stupid people, you must speak slowly. It helps the information settle in better.

"Or what?" she taunted. Now she is really getting on my nerves. Now my head was facing her. I glanced at the principal, who raised a brow, not even doing anything. Even though she's pissing me off, I got her right where I wanted her.

"See Principal Truth, she likes to taunt me. Naomi Raymenson likes to bully and harass me daily. I would love to explain to you about what she does with her little buddies, and what occurred today."