Shredded :Saga: [ON HOLD]

Chapter 2

It's right before lunch, Catrina goes to shove me into the lockers. I go with it of course, she is seriously weak. She yells at me for stealing her best friend, Rosie. She is raging mad.

I sighed in annoyance, rolling my eyes , "It's not my fault she doesn't want to be friends with you. You're the one being a whiny bitch about it. Going around trying to control the people and this school."

She snarled, shaking her head at me. "Call me a bitch again and claw your face off," she snapped.

I couldn't stop myself, I laughed, "Hey, at least my face is real, you sure you don't want me to claw yours off? I mean, it looks horrible."

"Stop being a bitch!" She screamed.

"You stop being a bitch! Nunc vade aufer!" I exclaimed.

"Stop speaking in some nerdy ass, foreign language. It's annoying!" Catrina yelled, her face becoming red with anger.

People started to gather around us, trying to see what the big commotion was about, I rolled my eyes at all of them. Only people in this school would be so excited over something like this.

"Maybe if you payed attention in class, Catrina, and not worry about who you'll sleep with next, you would actually understand what I'm saying, or what anyone says for that matter."

I spotted Matt walking down the hall, trying to squeeze through the ever growing crowd. He spotted me and a smirk appeared on his face. Though, instead of standing the sidelines, he walks over and stand between me and the bitch standing before me. I could see people in the crowd staring at him like he's crazy.

"Thanks, Matt. Now please, do me the favor of getting this bitch out of my face," I said sweetly.

I almost want to laugh as I see her face redden some more. Her mouth contorted into a snarl and she tried to reach around Matt. Her hand in the form of a claw, reaching for my face. I backed up but I didn't really have to, Matt was capable of stopping her. I smiled, enjoying how she struggles.

"Seriously, Catrina. I don't want to start anything," I said, shaking my head, and rolling my eyes.

"Start something? Are you serious? I want to start breaking your face!"

There was an eruption of laughter from the crowd, and I couldn't stop myself from chuckling, before a sigh of irritation escaped my lips.

"Matt, move," I ordered, all of my feelings from moments before disappearing, I didn't care if she got hurt now. "She's starting to piss me off."

"Yes, Matty, please move," Catrina said, flirting. I rolled my eyes at her, not understanding how someone goes from 'Kicking ass' mood to flirting.

I pushed past Matt and kicked her knee, kicking at her knee, making her fall onto her front.

"Why do you have to flirt with my best friend?" I asked her. "You just started up a whole new level of shit, I was going to ignore you and your little chihuahua voice but you went ahead and pulled that stunt!"

"Well, why did Cora steal my boyfriend? And why did you have to steal my bestfriend? An eye for an eye," she snapped, getting to her feet, her face flushing with embarrassed.

"We didn't steal anything!" I exclaimed, shaking my head, "Matt dumped your ass for being a whore," I told her.

It was at that moment that Cora walked out of the teacher's lounge from down the hall, a bag of popcorn in her hands and a wide smile on her face.

"Hey, Matt!" She greeted, completely ignoring Catrina and the situation. "Popcorn?" she offered, raising the bag.

"Yes," he replied, reaching for the bag, taking out a handful of popcorn and stuffing it in his mouth before turning his attention back to the fight that was happening in front of him. I stared at him with disgust as he chewed on the popcorn with his mouth half open, turning back to Catrina with a roll of my eyes.

"Anna and Catrina are arguing at the moment, fists are to be thrown around soon," Matt informed.

Cora chuckled, "Catrina will more likely be using nails," she declared, before adding; "And there will probably be a bunch of unnecessary screaming."

I heard his laugh and rolled my eyes as I heard them chewing on the popcorn. I spared a glance in their direction. Cora had her red hair up into a ponytail, I smiled, shaking my head, she always did look better with her hair up. Matt was stuffing his mouth with with popcorn, running a hand through his blonde hair. I sighed, turning back to Catrina, who was glaring at the two, jealousy evident in her expression.

I whistled, trying to gain her attention. He head snapped over to me, her face red with anger and her lips twisted into a snarl. Out of nowhere, she came at me like a cat. She moved so slow, I didn't have to use my abilities to step out of the way. Unfortunately, I wasn't fast enough and her fingers ran through my blonde hair, to make matters worse, she caught a grip and pulled.

The hold her hand had on my hair didn't hurt, but it annoyed me, allot. I raised my hand to her elbow and pressed, she let go screaming. I stood my ground, waiting for her to make a move, and she did, only this time she went for a tackle, I sidestepped, using only a minimum amount of my speed.

Catrina fell to the floor, landing on her 'Perfect face'. The sea of people that surrounded us laughed as she cried out in pain and gripped at her nose with her hands.

"You fucking, dirty, rotten, whore! I hope you die! Die in Rosie's cunt!"

I frowned at her words, a frown that quickly disappeared when I heard that certain gasp and then the yell; "What?"

Rosie stepped through the crowd, her face angry as she looked at the girl that used to be her best friend. She looked up at me, her eyes boring into mine.

"Kick her ass, bam," she ordered, "Don't hold back."

With that wonderful piece of advice, she surged forward and pressed her lips against mine. I could hear the gag that came from Catrina and all it did was piss me off even more.

As Rosie turned away, Catrina grabbed her wrist, yanking her back, "You whore!" she screamed.

My eyes flared with anger as I pushed Catrina back, making sure Rosie was out of harm's way.

"Don't you ever fucking touch her!" I snapped, sending my fist flying out into the air, it collided with her nose, and she screamed in pain. That was the second hit she had received to her nose that day. My hit wasn't half as bad, I barely used any of my strength.

Catrina decided to keep on going, she straightened out and pulled her hand away from her face, blood was trickling down her nose, but she didn't seem to care.

"Who do you think you-"

Her sentence was cut off by a roundhouse kick to the face, delivered by little ol' me .

"Shut the fuck up," I ordered.

She was sprawled out on the floor, looking up at me in anger. As I stared down at her, I couldn't help but think of reasons why a teacher hadn't shown up yet to break up the fight. The teacher's lounge wasn't that far away from where we were.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. I thought about all the things she'd done to all the people in the school, and sighed, turning away from her and to the people that surrounded it us.

"What you people need to understand, darlings, is that Catrina here, has no more power than any of you, she's just a snobby little brat, remember that!" I said, looking at everyone.

There were murmurs of agreement throughout the crowd and I smiled. At that moment, I didn't feel like an outsider, a freak. I honestly felt like I mattered, like people actually cared. The feeling didn't go away as I stared at them, a goofy grin plastered on my face.

At that moment, it was like I could finally understand what and who I was, maybe not completely, but at that moment I could feel wanted, and normal. I felt okay with the strangeness that was my life.

That's when I spotted a teacher finally walking over to the crowd. I quickly blended into the crowd and searched through the group of people for Rosie and the two dumbasses I called friends.

A smile plastered on my face as I wrapped my arms around Rosie's shoulders and chuckled as Mr. Krat yelled at all the students, trying to figure out what was happening.

"Bam, that was amazing," Rosie complemented.

I laughed, "I'm just awesome like that."