The Anger of the Angels (a Cobra Kai Fanfiction "What If")

Lies

That night, dad had made me my favorite salad after seeing me worried after school, (and because we were both getting sick of so many pizzas) I told him it was nothing; While he ate, he told me about those poor boys and how he had scolded the other two, but it seemed like they didn't care at all, and took the opportunity to reproach me too because I had disappeared too quickly; I mean, yes, I cared about them, and it bothered me that I couldn't do anything to help them with that pair of idiots, but I was worried a little more about that boy who had seen me. My dad kept looking at me worried;
-Did you have any other problems with someone else?-.
-No, but... I think one of your boys saw me-. dad continued eating carelessly.
-And...?-.
I really didn't want to sound like I was ashamed of being a McGowen, but dad had already seen in my eyes what worried me and tried to calm me down.
-I think there would only be a problem if those guys were all friends, and from what I could see today, they are not; I really doubt he'll tell anyone else-.
-But it could cause you some troubles-. He took my hand and just answered:
-That will have been worth it-.
I think at that moment, we both decided to change the topic, dad started saying that he planned to "donate" the pizzas we had left in the freezer to the school for the Halloween dance and he asked me if I still had changed my mind about going; I told him no (and that I would probably never be able to change my mind), he knew he shouldn't insist, because it wouldn't end well at all.
Honestly, with my usual clothes, some things I brought from my home, and my old bow and arrows, I think I could have perfectly dressed up as Katniss Everdeen, I was pretty sure it would be something original in a school like that. I could already see all of them, the "geeks" dressed as characters from some video game, Yasmine and her friends dressed as princesses or something like that and their boyfriends would be their princes. But I was still so angry because of their stupid jokes, because of the ones they made (and would make) to me, and the ones they surely made to those boys every day. That was one of the best reason that we would both understand later.

The next day, I just simply said goodbye to my father, my great-grandparents, and my furry baby and got into my old van that emanated that healing aura that always did me good that not even all the rich kids at that school could turn it off. Before my first class, I didn't run into Yasmine at any time, fortunately, only a couple of times with one of yesterday's bullies who was holding hands with Sam, at first I couldn't believe it, because someone like Sam couldn't be with an idiot like that, right? But yes, they were dating, for a mini-second I thought about approaching those two, but a small part of me told me that it wasn't the right time, because what could I say to her that would sound credible? Anyway, he was going to defend himself, I confirmed that I shouldn't get involved as soon as I saw the girls approach the lovebirds, and Yasmine gave me the same look of disgust as yesterday and the small group walked away. With a little luck, I wouldn't run into any of them in the next few hours.
I entered my first class and sat at an empty table waiting for my next presentation in front of a bunch of strangers who looked more or less pleasant, when suddenly the boys I saw falling down yesterday in my father's class entered, I took out my "divergent" book and covered my face with it, since one of them had also seen me yesterday, while I was hiding behind the gym's bleachers.
I think it seemed strange to them, because I bet no one there read anything else but fashion magazines and comics, so no one dared to bother me. When a teacher arrived without much desire to teach, I thought that I wouldn't really have to introduce myself in front of everyone, and I would go unnoticed with that boy, until he forgot that he had seen me before; After some minor difficulties in being able to pronounce my last name, I dared to correct him from my seat and he invited me to introduce myself in front of everyone. I had no choice but to accept. I tried to appear friendly to everyone, but when I said my last name, I looked at them with a face like "I dare you to laugh", that boy looked at me as if he had just discovered something new, he tried to talk to his friend although he didn't pay much attention to him. Although, after that minute, I was no longer so nervous, I still continued looking at those boys from time to time. When class finally ended and I put my things away, that boy admired the cover of my book from his own table:
-Nothing like a good classic-.
I just looked at him with a face of disbelief.
-Oh, I'm sorry, where are my manners? My name is Demetri-. he offered me his hand.
I hesitated for a second, but I agreed and shook his hand.
-Nice to meet you-.
He came slightly closer and told me, almost whispering.
-And you are the girl from the gym-. he told me smiling. I got tense.
-I already know the reason why you went there, and for your information, you are not the first to do something like that-. I became even more tense.
-Do you?-. Maybe dad and I are a lot more alike than we both like to admit.
-You went to admire Kyler, right?-.
-I...-.
-It's okay, friend, there are many girls here who sneak into our classes to watch him while hit us-. I tried to act surprised with all the "merits" of that idiot, but inside I thought "Oh, c'mon!".
Demetri ended by telling me not to get my hopes up because he had a girlfriend.
-Oh no, too bad!- I said with my best fake sadness. and told me that my secret was safe with them (with him and his friend, Eli) because among marginalized people we had to help each other; Although, obviously, he asked me in exchange for that, if any other girl asked, to tell them that they had incited them to fight. I decided to play his little game, because I didn't think anyone cared who had started that stupid fight, although I would soon realize that it wasn't just them who liked to lie to everyone.