Crown Of Chaos

Chapter 2

Finally, the bell rang. And I watched helplessly as all the students ran from their classrooms and flooded the school halls.
After two minutes, my class was finally dismissed, and I waited patiently for everyone to walk out before it was my turn to enter.
Not to my surprise. Declan was the last one out, and he definitely made it known that he got away with trouble as he eyed me up and down. His shoulder jabbing into mine before striding away.
I scoffed. Why should I be surprised? He gets away with everything.
"Ruby?"
I soothed out my dark green dress before plastering a sweet smile on my face and walking in.
Miss Swindleligs sat at her desk, hands folded neatly in front of her.
Her face in a very serious "expression."
I stopped at her desk and met her gaze. "Yes, Miss Swindleligs?"
Miss Swindleligs faked a smile. "Glad to hear you got my name right."
I felt my cheeks heat up with embarrassment. "Right, my bad."
Miss Swindleligs sighed before leaning forward in her chair, her thin elbows resting on the hard wooden desk.
"Ruby, you are an intelligent child, truly. But your ridiculous behavior is unacceptable."
She paused to scribble something on a note before handing it to me.
"Next week, on Monday after school, please bring your mother so we can talk about it more formally."
I sighed and took the note from her. Pushing away my intrusive thoughts to rip it shreds right in front of her, just as I did to Declan.
I then flashed her one of my best smiles: "Yes, Miss Swindleligs."
I didn't know what she expected from me; I was only 12 and, in sixth grade, I wasn't a full-grown adult.
After that stupid meeting with Miss Skinnylegs, I found myself sitting on the logs munching on an apple, trying to distance myself from the wild playground, which was filled with kids.
So many students begged for me to play tag on the playground, but I refused.
I never found the playground entertaining. All you would do is go on the slide or on the swing while being surrounded by other noisy kids who would always be screaming at the top of their lungs.
There was the oval, but that place would be filled with all the boys who played ball and threw the ball wherever they pleased. Not caring if it hit somebody on the head.
I always found the logs to be a quiet, peaceful place.
Not many kids came here and the breeze was always nice on my skin.
Almost comforting.
The logs rested on the banks of the school lake. Sometimes after school, kids would come down here for a swim to cool off from the harsh, scorching sun.
I munched on my apple to the core before throwing it in a nearby bush and pulling out my sack bag to grab my book.
I guess you could say reading was my hobby. I loved it.
Reading was an escape from reality into a world filled with fantasy, a world where only the wildest imaginations occurred.
My father would always call me a bookworm, and my mother, on the other hand, would always scold me because sometimes I do tend to drift off in my book.
I'm reading this fantastic series about a girl who lives in a world filled with dragons. She goes to dragon school and everything.
I'm currently on book 2 out of 6.
I know, it's a crazy long series.
I sighed, setting my book on my lap and looking up to face the warm sun.
I couldn't wait to go home.
Suddenly, my book was snatched off my lap so quickly that I didn't even get time to retrieve it.
"Awwwww, what's wrong? Is little Miss Carrots too busy daydreaming to grab back her book?" Declan mocked.
His stupid friend gang surrounded the both of us, laughing along with him.
I frowned and rose from the log. Tucking strands of my red hair back into my ear.
"Give it back, Declan" I said through clenched teeth.
"Or what?" he questioned while he threw my book in the air and caught it.
Repeating the same motion while my anger only grew. I swear, if he damages my book, I'm going to kill him.
"Or you'll be sorry"
"Or you'll be sorry" Declan mimicked, his voice sounding high pitched and girly.
His friends all laughed again. As if mimicking someone was the funniest thing in the world.
"The question is, will I be sorry? "
I gasped as Declan turned around and, with one swift movement, threw my book into the lake. A small splash came after it, before it slowly started descending down. Sinking into the depths of the lake.
"Declan you son of a-"
I basically charged at him, arms raised in front of me, pushing him over onto the grass.
The boys around us gasped in awe and started chanting, "Fight, fight, fight!"
Declan sat up quickly and reached for my legs, tripping me over and getting lots of grass and mud on my hair and clothes.
He then got on top of me. Smearing a handful of mud all over my face.
I used all my strength to tip us over, so I was on top of him.
"I'm going to kill you!" I shouted as I grabbed a handful of mud and grass and shoved them into his own mouth.
"RUBY GRAY AND DECLAN WINTERS STEP AWAY FROM EACH OTHER IMMEDIATELY!"
Declan shoved me off him at the sound of the principal's voice.
And we both stood away from each other. I, on the other hand, was fighting the urge to rip his hair out.
So I balled my fists and forced them to stay by my side.
The large crowd that I didn't even see expand shuffled to the side to let the principal inspect the mess.
"Well, well, well, just look at two!" He yelled.
I bit my lip to stop myself from blabbering nonsense. To win an argument, you must be calm, cool, and collected. Well, that's what my mother says.
"My office for the both of you, NOW!"
I closed my eyes and forced myself to calm down. Declan will NOT get away with this.