So High School

Don't blame me (for beating her up)

Reps POV

I've been back for a week, and you would think people would forget about all the rumors and drama going around previously, but it seems they haven't. Like if your so obsessed with me you have to talk about me, at least do it to my face instead whispering when I walk by.

The gossip spread like wildfire, and people are making up random stuff now. Like supposably I'm a stripper in my past time? And then I spend the money on feet pictures of Lover. Like what? First of all, I wouldn't have to pay for those.

Walking into third period, I sat down in my seat, slamming my textbooks on the desk and putting my feet in front of me, resting on the desk.

I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I turned around to see Karma. (I refuse to call her K, it gets on my nerves, she's not a letter in the alphabet.)

"What's everyone talking about you for? You do know everybody in the school is calling you a slut, right?" She asks. No, I definitely didn't know that. It's not like people don't yell it wherever I walk.

I shrugged. "Just crap people made up. Started with a ru- kind of a rumor? If it's true is it still considered a rumor? Whatever, I slept with Mr. Warren and-" I get cut off by a loud squeal from her.

"Disgusting! He's like sixty! How bad were your grades?" She sticks her tongue out and laughs.

I roll my eyes. 'It wasn't like that." I turn around before she can question any more. I didn't give a shit if people talk about me, but every time someone brings that up it makes me uncomfortable, so that's the worst part of it.

She isn't done with questions, I guess, because she taps on my shoulder again. "That wasn't meant to be rude or anything. Sorry if it sounded harsh, it was meant to be a joke." Her eyes show real remorse, but I don't really give a fuck.

"Mhm, I'm going to turn back around though before I throw up from making eye contact with you this long." I quickly face back forwards. She's really trying to be my friend, and usually I'd feel shitty for being this rude, but she's stealing my friends.

She says something under her breath, and I can't understand, but her tone makes it sound belittling. "Mind sharing what you just said?" I look her in the eyes.

"I said, maybe they were right when I moved here and they told me you were a bitch. I mean, you fucked our teacher and said it like it was a normal thing." That hurt. I felt her eyes sink into me like daggers, and I wasn't going to let her stab me.

With that, I stood up out of my seat and pulled her up with me. "I'm not a bitch, and I didn't fucking sleep with our teacher. So if you bring that up again, I'm going to beat your ass." I tightened my grip on her chest, and I could feel shivers go down her arms.

I wasn't in the mood to argue, but if she brought it up one more time, it would send me into a spiral, and I'd look weak. I can't be weak.

"God, it's not that deep." She gave me an exasperated look, and I knocked it right off her idiotic face. Damn, I've been wanting to do that for so long.

She put her hand over her jaw, where I had just punched, but she stood back up. "Why are you so bitchy? I'm literally trying to be your friend, but you treat me like I'm a piece of trash outside your house!" Karma yells. "I'm sorry your so defensive about your teacher boyfriend or something. Is it that Lover doesn't know?" Her words shoot to kill.

I send another punch at her, which sends her flying backwards into the wall. I meet her at the wall, blocking her from moving by putting my arm over her neck. "Shut the fuck up before I make you, are we clear?" I have a tight grip on her arm, and tighten it as I speak. I let go when she shakes out a small nod, with fear in her eyes.

I don't even bother to sit back down, I just walk straight out of the classroom to the bathroom to skip class. I was too pissed to interact with people right now.

Except for the blonde that was brushing her hair, of course.

Lover smiles widely at me when she sees me, but her lips drop into a frown when she sees blood on my hands. She picks them up and hold them to her eye level. "What happened?"

I'm about to answer when I see a girl in an orange sweatshirt covered in blood walk into the bathroom. "Beat me up for being her friend, that's what happened." She walks straight passed us to the sink, and starts washing the blood on her nose off.

"Rep! Why?" Lover questions.

"She wouldn't shut up." I answer, bouncing my shoulders a little bit.

She sets my hands down and looks at Karma. "What did you say?" She sounds suspicious, like she doesn't believe she actually said something.

"I asked her what they were talking about with her, and then I was all like 'oh my gosh you slept with your teacher? that's gross!' while laughing and stuff, but she got all pissy and dramatic"

Lover whispered in my ear. "Stand outside, love." I nodded and walked out of the bathroom.

Since I assumed Lover and Karma were going to have a heart-to-heart about what to say and what not to say, it would probably be a while. Chances are, she goes all 'gentle parenting' on her.

When I step outside, I can see Midnights sitting on the bench outside, smoking a cigarette. I smile and walk outside the building and sit next to her.

She nods at me and offers me a lighter and a cigarette silently, which I take, of course.

"What the hell happened to you? Or, better question- what happened to the other person?" Midnights laughs as she looks down at my hands, which were stained and definitely not coming off soon.

"Your new bestie was getting on my nerves. She doesn't know anything, and she was trying to get in my business, so I had to put her in her place." I said nonchalantly. "Brought up Mr. Warren." She nods, understanding

"She means well, you know that, right?" She says. "And also, I can't replace you ever." Midnights pats me on the back.

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Lovers POV

Holy shit, I've never punched someone before.

Karma was laying in the corner of the bathroom, curled up in a ball, holding her stomach where I had kicked her in the ribs. See, I was planning on being nice and gently explaining the situation, but she pulled the 'she must've asked for it' card and I snapped.

And now I'm standing over her frail body, eyes wide like a deer. I didn't even know I was that strong, but now she was bleeding in several places. I just looked at her, not knowing what to do when someone walked in.

Shit, Shit, Shit.

I locked myself in the nearest stall and watched as I heard them run to Karma's aid. I recognized the voice. I let out a sigh, knowing Nine would take my side, right? They've gotten really close with Karma lately..

I walked out of the stall sheepishly, and 1989 looked at me. "Do you know what happened?" She questioned, clearly concerned about her friend.

"She- I- Rep- But-" I sunk down in my shoulders, realizing I wasn't going to be able to speak. I hated when this happened. Anytime something happens, I freeze up, and it always makes me seem like a damn baby that can't properly communicate. And then I cry because I can't explain, and then everything is shit.

Karma answers for me. "This pink bitch and her emo girlfriend thought it would be fun to try to hurt me." She's leaning over on Nine's shoulder, who now is looking at me with discust.

"What the hell Lover? I didn't know you were like this. This is unforgivable." She shakes her head at me and starts to walk Karma towards the door.

"Nine! It wasn't- Come back!" I yell at her, but she ignores me.