Hate You Love You

1|I'LL KILL YOU

Welcome to Adelaide Montessori Prep everyone.

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I enter the school corridor, tugging onto my sweater as I pass the sea of Balenciaga's and Prada's. They have their designer outfits on and are grouped into cliques, no doubt talking about which country they visited over the weekend or which store they splurged thousands of dollars in. I bet they've never worked a day in their life yet they lavishly spend money like it is nothing but paper.

By the way, my name is Melody Jones and I'm officially over it.

I live with my mother and my sister, Sophie, in an average apartment on the shady side of town. Our family fell apart when my sister was diagnosed with a rare disease called Type A Sephiligitis. My dad left and never looked back, leaving my mum and I to take care of Sophie. Mum works at Saint John's Hospital as a nurse and often works long hours in order to pay the bills, hence, she's never around much which leaves me to take care of Sophie. My life is completely different from those in my school but I'm not complaining. I wouldn't even dream of getting into a snobbish, rich people school like this if not for the scholarship I won.

I'm grateful for the opportunity the school has given me but at the same time, I regret ever agreeing to attend because ever since I stepped foot here, I've been a target of the bullies. They would make fun of my clothes, my hair, my upbringing and straight up tell me that I don't belong here because I'm 'poor'.

My nemesis in this school is none other than the charming (insert barf in mouth) Jason Blunt- son of Dean Blunt- hot shot lawyer with a clientele of only the rich and famous. I'm talking: Britney Spears, Usher, Beyonce, the list goes on, and Heather Blunt, entrepreneur extraordinare, famous for the creation of Heather beauty- a cosmetics brand which made a total of $500 on Forbes 'Most Successful Companies List.'

He has made it his goal to make my life a living hell. He treat me like a charity case- throwing money in my face and saying that he can 'bye' me and my entire family with just the snap of his fingers. We constantly butt heads and I'm honestly frustrated at this point. We just can't seem to get along and each altercation is always worse than the previous one.

Speaking of the devil.....

"Yo, Jones, where'd you get your jeans from, the dollar store?" He and his posse laughs.

I just block him out and chant numbers in my head so I don't throttle him. I'm not a violent person but when you push someone to their breaking point, they're bound to react.

"Keep on ignoring me Jones, if you weren't so mute maybe daddy wouldn't have left." The topic of my dad is a very sensitive one and I wonder how he got information on that. Tears well up in my eyes but I hold it back and replace it with pure rage. I drop my bag on the floor and walk up to Jason and his posse. In a nanosecond, I'm on Jason's back, ready to tackle him to the ground. He tries to pry me off him but I'm not having it.

"GET OFF ME CRAZY ASS." He yells.

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT MY FATHER? ARE YOU STUPID? OR DO YOU WANT A DEATH WISH?"

"YOU'RE JUST SALTY BECAUSE YOU KNOW THAT I'M SPEAKING THE TRUTH." He fires back.

"STOP TALKING ABOUT WHAT YOU DON'T KNOW ABOUT AND JUST SHUT UP."

"Or what?" He challenges. "You'll run to daddy? Wait you can't because he abandoned you and started a new family."

That's it!

My palm connects with his cheek and he looked stunned. The once noisy hallway turns dead silent, waiting for Jason to react. He raises his right hand to return the favour but a deep voice stops him. It's Principal Grande.