Not What You Expect

Life Changer

TW: blood, injuries, open wounds, threats and battle, scissors, light swearing.

Now, it was October 24th. One more day until Carmella's birthday. I had to get my revenge. I woke up and looked in the mirror. So far not off to a good start. Because of all the sobbing I did last night, my eyes were so puffy. I splashed my face with cold water. "Ok, that's a bit better" I said.

I picked out the most aesthetic and simplest outfit. An off-white crop top with light brown jeans. My Van Cleef necklace (shh..it's fake.) and my gold chain bracelet. I put on my diamond earrings and did a beach wave look with my hair. I put on a white leather headband, a daisy ring, and did my makeup. I picked out some black boots and was ready to rock the day.

I arrived to school and immediately went to Hannah Hammond's locker, where she was getting some of her belongings. "Hey Hannah!" I said. "Oh, hi Sera!" She replied back. "So...I hate to bring it up but you know about the picture of me..right?" I asked nervously. "Sera, everyone does. That includes me, so yes." she said. "Ok, well do you know who posted that picture of me?" She went silent and slammed her locker. "Follow me." She mumbled. She started walking, and I followed.

We were now at the library. "What are we doing here?" I asked. "Why, I'm glad you asked that." she replied. Huh. Weird. "It was Carmella MacMahon. I'm telling you seriously." she straight up told me. Oh my gosh, so I guess it was seriously Carmella. I was heartbroken. "But...it was someone else's idea." she said. I was now confused. "W-what do you mean?" I asked. "You wanna know whose idea it was?" she asked me with a smirk on her face. She's getting really suspic- no. She IS suspicious. "Whose idea was it?" I asked, frowning and crossing my arms. She paused and look down. Then she slowly looked up. "It was mines." she laughed. Holy shit. That escalated VERY quickly.

"What do you mean it was your idea!?" I quietly shouted. The librarian wasn't here today I guess. We were already late to homeroom. This was terrifying. My heart was pounding. "I guess you won't so pretty anymore after this, Evermore." She grabbed a pair of scissors out of her pocket and was aiming for my chest. I was petrified. I leaned backwards and let out a small scream. I closed my eyes, ready to bleed out and be in the worst pain ever...until I heard the scissors drop onto the ground. I opened up an eye and saw Arabella standing there, blocking my chest.

Arabella had an amazing reputation. She's only been here for a few days, yet she's super popular and everyone is obsessing over her. People want her respect and validation. And if you did something wrong to her and lost that respect...it was game over for you.

I guess it was game over for Hannah. Arabella stood there, holding her shaky hand. I felt something drip onto my cheek. I touched it, and was horrified to realize it was blood. Not mines. Not Hannah's.

It was Arabella's. Arabella leapt into action and saved me from possibly being hospitalized...but it costed her. She teared up a small bit as she held her shaking and bleeding hand. I stood up and looked at the cut on her palm. The blade really got her.

"Oh my freaking gosh Arabella, I'm so sorry!" Hannah said. "Sorry won't magically heal the cut on my hand, Hannah!" Arabella yelled. "And plus, it doesn't fix the fact that YOU tried to stab Seraphina in the first place!" She yelled again.

Hannah got real quiet and fled the scene. What a bitch. "Are you ok Arabella? I'm sorry about this whole mess." I said sincerely. "It's not your fault, Seraphina." she said and then smiled. "Please, just call me Sera." I said, smiling. "Well, ok then Sera." She replied. "Wait, what are we doing just standing here and socializing. WE GOTTA GET YOU TO THE NURSE!" I shouted. "Oh yeah!" She said. We laughed and we went to the nurse to explain everything that happened.

As we walked, we talked. And as we talked, I stared into her deep, beautiful hazel-gold eyes, listening to what she is saying. There's something so magical about them. I instantly felt butterflies in my stomach. She was...so beautiful. She glowed and was so cheerful.

We finally arrived at the nurse's office. We walked inside. "Hello, girls. What happened today?" Nurse Loxley asked. "It's a really crazy story..." I said. "Well, tell me the crazy story." She said. We went on explaining about the picture, who posted it, and then it turns out Hannah was the mastermind behind it all, and then she tried to stab me with some scissors, which is really absurd. The nurse blankly looked at us. "I'm sorry, repeat the last part?!" She said, concerned. "Well...Hannah Hammond tried to injure Sera and then I blocked the scissors...which didn't end well for me." Arabella said.

Let's just say, the nurse raged and now, Hannah got suspended for a while.

~ 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐩. ~

"Thank you, Arabella, for blocking the scissors." I sincerely said. "No problem. Also...you can say no if you want...but do you want to be like...officially friends?" She shyly asked. I smiled and said "Of course!" She beamed. "Oh, and we already have each other's numbers." I said. "Yeah." She replied. "You know, I kind of want to get my revenge on Carmella. We already got revenge on Hannah by getting her suspended, but what about Carmella?" I said. "Finally, some REALLY good drama I'm involved in. Of course!" She said.

"Perfect. Let me tell you some information." I said with a smirk. "Basically, Carmella's birthday is tomorrow. She's turning 14. We have to do something to make sure she regrets posting that picture. Now, we can't make her birthday all bad because that's horrible. So we can give her a taste of her own medicine. We just need to brainstorm how." I explained. We brainstormed really hard for a few minutes, until Arabella lit up and said "Oh! I know how! Do you know anything that she hates or is scared of?" She asked.

"She absolutely HATES anything that will get her special clothes dirty. I know, it's weird. But since it's her birthday tomorrow, she'll be wearing some special clothing." I said. "Ok, perfect. We need to put something in her locker that can like, mess up her clothes." Arabella said. "Yeah! But like what?" I said. After a few seconds, I thought of something real good. "Ooh ooh! What about shaving foam!?" I exclaimed. "Yes! You're a genius!" She said. She just called me a genius... I thought.

The butterflies started again. What the hell? Why am I feeling so nervous all the sudden?! Whatever, I'll just ignore it.

"Ok, tomorrow, let's meet up early to shove something in her locker that will mess up her clothes!" Arabella said. "Ok!" I said.