Becoming The Alpha

Chapter 8

I head to my last period, I really don't want to go. Should I even bother to go?Although that's not who I am, I'm not the type of person to ditch class because they don't feel like going. I learned that if you ditch class then you're pretty much missing on everything. Imagine the work that's going to wait for you the next day.

Trust me, last period is non stop work. So even if I don't feel like going, I still go. I'm not a slacker nor a dumb ass.

I was walking up the stairs and I saw Toby. He took a slight look at me and we made eye contact for just a second. I wish I could say, "and he kissed me hard on the lips." But obviously that will never happen, since he's going out with Chelsey. Why is it every guy I like is taken, gay, or just a basic fuck boy?

The other thing is that he's getting fucked over by Chelsey. It honestly must suck to go out with a girl like her. I keep remembering about all the times she called me a slut. Oh Chelsey, your such a fuck up.

I'm at the third floor and holy shit how I want to run to the first floor and get out this hell hole, Kelly High School can suck my ass.

The middle bell rang, I'm literally walking as slow as a sloth maybe even slower than a sloth.

Okay, let's ask Jesus for another miracle.

I put both of my hands together and I look up to the ceiling and I say to myself, "I pray to you Jesus, help me. Help me and save me from that idiotic class." I stopped about four classes from my class, I waited and waited. I didn't expect anything to happen of course, but I was just really hoping something would happen.

Then I heard the fire alarm go off and water started to hit my face.
"No, WAY!" I say out loud putting my hands out feeling the water dripping down from the ceiling.

Really quick I went to my locker to get some notebooks that I needed.
"Caroline!" I heard someone call my name out.
"Rick?" I saw Rick walking towards me, and he looked pretty pissed. I could actually see how muscular he is through his wet shirt.
"What do you want Rick?" I closed my locker and I started walking, but then he pushes my whole body towards the lockers. What is it with Rick pushing me against things?
"Is it true that you hit Chelsey?"
Really? Why the hell...fucking idiot.
I pushed him off of me, "Yea, so what if I did?" I started to flare up.
I started walking away because honestly I don't have time to talk to him.
"Caroline!" I heard him scream again and I didn't want to look back.
There was no one around, everyone was evacuating Kelly.
I felt him grab my arm, "Rick, why do you even care about her?" I looked back with anger and it looked like Rick was about to hit me.

Time slowed down, and I saw his fist coming towards my face. I blacked out.

"Caroline?" I heard someone calling my name.

The fire alarm was still going off and the ringing was hurting my head, I saw a puddle of blood on the ground. I was confused on what just happened. Did Rick hit me?

I try to get up, "Let me help." I hear a voice but my vision is blurry. I can barely see anything.

I squint, "Toby?"
Toby grabs my hand and puts it over his shoulder to give me support, "C'mon Caroline, we have to go."
I moan with pain, "Okay."

My face hurts like crazy, like I wasn't hit enough times today. First the girls in the locker room, Chelsey grabbing my leg, and now Rick. I hate knowing that everyone hates me, and every single day they treat me like nothing. I feel so unimportant.

Toby walked me out and took me behind the school to talk to me, "I think everyone just left school and didn't even go back to class."
I smile and I say with a weak excitement, "Yay." I do the jazz hands.
He laughs and we both take a seat by a tree, "I saw what Rick did."
I put my head against the tree, "Don't tell anyone." I'm out of breath.
"Caroline, I don't get why you let people do that to you." He looked towards the school.
I look at him, "Why do I let them? Hm. Let me see, well:
1. I don't want any trouble."
He interrupts me, "Caroline before Rick even hit you, you had a pretty bad scrape on your face and your hand is hurt too."
"Toby, let me be." I really don't want to talk when my jaw feels broken.
He stood up, "Caroline, I'm just trying to help!" He sounded pretty mad.
I'm still sitting and I have no power to raise my voice or get mad, "Thanks for helping me." I groan.
He calms down and he streaks his hair, "No problem."
I didn't realize I was still squinting, "I can barely see anything."
"Well your face is kind of um, swollen."
"Does it look bad?"
"You seriously look like Jason with out a mask." We laughed.
"Damn than I look fab as fuck."
We laugh and it died down to an awkward silence.
"Toby, how did you find me?"
He crossed his legs and sat in front of me, "Well I was going to my locker because I needed something..."
"Oh, and you saw Rick..."
"Yea, I called out his name and he ran. I saw you in the middle of the hall way laying on the ground and I couldn't believe it."
"Well believe it, because that's Rick."
"So, why did he hit you exactly?"
AWKWARD. I didn't want to tell him about what happened with Chelsey.
"Ok well, let me make this story short."
"Okay." He sounded interested and he leans closer.
I started talking super sonic fast, "Well I was walking up the stairs and Chelsey grabbed my leg and I almost hit my face on the stairs and then I got mad and...I punched her in the face." I took a deep breath, "I'm not sorry about it."
Toby looked surprised, "You hit my girlfriend?"
"Yea?" I shrugged and I looked away from him.
"Wait so... Why does Rick care? I mean honestly my girlfriend's problems are her problems. I wouldn't have hit you because you hit my girlfriend."
I look back at him and I shrug, "Well that's understandable, I saw Rick ... and... Chelsey..." I'm making really long pauses cause I don't want him to know.
"Spill the beans, Caroline."
I can't believe he just said that.
"Okay...okay. I saw them both kiss."
Toby stood up and started to turn his hands into fists.
"Toby I know it's hard, just calm down before you hurt yourself."
He started talking to himself, "You're right, she can go fuck her self. I can't believe... I just can't believe she would do that to me."
I can't believe how fast he already went against her, I bet they didn't get along.

Oh, crap Joel. I was supposed to meet up with him.

I tried standing up, "Hey Toby, give me a hand."
He seemed distracted, "Yea, um sure."
"Look Toby, thanks for helping me out today, it's been like a really crazy day for me. I just have to go... I have someone to meet up with."
"Yea, no problem. I'll see you tomorrow  then."
"Uh, yea." I started to walk away and he just stood by the tree looking up at the sky while he struck his hair.

Okay, now to find Joel. Fuck...
I went in front of the school looking for him, at least the swelling is dying down but the pain is just getting worse. Oh man, imagine how my mom is going to react to this Jason looking ass face.

I think I see Joel, "Joel!"
He turns around and says bye to his friends. Joel runs towards me and half way he starts to walk slower, I think he saw my face.
I raise my hand and I wave, "Hey."
"What happened?" He's really close to my face now.
"Um..." I push his forehead away from my face with my index finger, "Rick is what happened."
"Damn Zamn." He raises both of his eye brows, "He hit you?"
"Yea, right on my jaw too. Can we just get over on what we're going to do." I roll my eyes and I started walking towards a McDonald's restaurant that was nearby.
"Oh, right. Are we going to McDonald's?" He catches up to me.
"You ask so many questions." I shake my head.

•••••

We take a seat at the back where no one can see us, "What's the plan?" Joel asks me.
"Plan, get me an ice pack." I hold my head with my hand.
"Right." He points at my face and went to go ask for some ice.

So many things in my head right now, and I'm just thinking about the things I could do to Rick. I can really ruin him, but in order to do that I need to play the game right.

Joel comes back and I see him holding a plastic bag with ice in it, "Thanks."
"Yeah, no problem." Joel takes a seat.
"What should we start with..." I see Joel taking out his laptop, "well we want to fuck with Rick, don't we?"
He turns on his computer and I say, "Yes we do."

In my mind I think, "What could go wrong?"

"Caroline, if we're doing this. You have to promise me to not tell anyone about what we're doing here."
I raised my left hand and put my right hand on my chest, "I promise."
"Okay."
"Okay." I smile.

•••••

I'm almost home, "Crap it's late."

It was worth it though, I thought it was time to change and Joel agreed with me as well. I'm going to change my personality and the way I look. The rest of what we discussed will happen tomorrow.

I opened the door, "Mom?"
"Your mom isn't home, she's working." My dad answered me from his room.
"Oh, okay." I walked to the bathroom and took a shower.

At least my dad doesn't really care about me, it's sometimes a plus.

I looked at the bathroom mirror, scared to walk in front of it.
I looked at myself, "Fuck."

My face was bruised, my cheek is just purple and green. The cut on my hand got a little better, if I opened my hand the cut would open.

"Damn this sucks." I tell myself.

After the longest shower of my life, I headed to bed. Then I heard my phone ring for a second, I wonder who it is.

I looked at my phone and it was Joel.

Texting on messenger:

Joel: Caroline... I feel bad for something I did today.
Me: What...
Joel: I set off the fire alarm.
Me: What?
Joel: If it weren't for me than you wouldn't have gotten hit. Rick told me to do it.
Me: So are you still going to help me or not?
Joel: Yea, but I'm just...
Joel: I'm just really sorry.
Me: As long as your still on my side and Rick thinks that your on his, it's okay.
Joel: I'm really sorry Caroline, and I'm going to help you through out your whole freshmen year.
Me: I already accepted your apology. Yea, thanks. Ok well good night.
Joel: Night.

By tomorrow I'm just hoping things get better. This year is almost over and I'm actually happy about it, and what I'm going to do tomorrow is kind of crazy.

Toby and Joel becoming my friends is pretty awesome, and the weird part is... I didn't expect myself to even talk to them or even make myself visible.