Heather Feather.

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I dropped off Elora and I met Mrs. Rose. She smiled at me and walked out of the classroom, closing the door behind her.

"I heard what happened yesterday. You did a good thing." She said. "What do you mean?" I asked.

"Come on, he's a sexist. I told him that Kevin was the one who started the fight with Elora and he let him off easy. He would've called your parents but he came to know what had happened so he called you instead."

"Yeah, well, life isn't always paradise." I smirked and cracked my neck.

"Well, just know I'm on your side. I'm trying to do my best keeping Kevin at bay but I think El has handled that quite on her own." She chuckled.

"Yeah, she got it from me."

"I believe you." She raised her eyebrows. I laughed and shook my head. "I'll see you later, Mrs. Rose I got trigonometry to catch up to." "Sure." She waved me off and I walked back to my side of the school.

I opened my locker and Heather hissed at me.

"How jobless are you?" I sneered at her, not even looking back at her. She scoffed. "Yeah, well, at least it's prettier."

"That's why you suck dicks in the lot at 3 am." I smirked. Everyone stared at us.

"Fuck you, Cora!" "We've been through this." I turned around, closing my locker and stared at her. "I'll do it all over again 'til I see you crumble." "Bring it on." I said.

She raised her fist, about to punch me. It was predictable. We know what happened.

I ducked down and her fist hit my locker with such a force, I think I heard one of her fingers crack. I chuckled and stood up as she retracted her hand. "I told you."

"You bitch!!!" She cried out, grabbing her hand and blowing air into it as if it'll help.

"You'll never stop until I take you down myself. And it's funny. I didn't even hurt you just now." I smirked.

She grabbed my collar and slammed me against the locker. I know I wasn't trying. I didn't want to either. She glared at me and I looked at her.

"Damn, are we about to kiss right now?" I asked, pissing her off even more. "Shut the fuck up!" She slammed me harder and I banged my head against the steel doors.

"Come on, sweetie. Is that the best you can do?" I asked.

She raised her broken fist and I gasped. "You're gonna make it worse for yourself." "I don't fucking care."

She threw one punch across my face and she screamed, pulling her hand away and still pinning me on the doors. I smirked and spat out the blood onto her face.

I grinned. "You finally know how to punch me." I said.

"Argh!!" She was about to punch me again when a hand grabbed hers. "Stop it, Heather." Liam said, holding it tight.

"Fuck you, Liam. What's it to you?"

"You're embarrassing yourself." He whispered. She looked around and everyone had their phones out, laughing at her for losing her shit.

She let me go and she screamed in irritation. "Fuck you all." She flipped them all off and stomped away from the scene.

Liam stared at me and he sighed. "You okay?" He asked.

"Always. I just wanted to give them a good show." I smirked. He laughed and shook his head. "Crazy girl."

He stared around and waved them off. "Show's over!"

Everyone else just turned away and went to their own jobs. I looked up at Liam and I chuckled.

"You didn't have to save me. I could take her down on my own." "I know. But I just thought you might need help."

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