I was on my way to Fashion Design...late. The reason I'm late is thanks to Valentine and Diego. Lets just say they like to give the teachers room a make over and blame me.
Bitches.
I got to my locker and slowly put my combo in. There's no use in trying to get to class fast, since I'm already late.
"Yo swag fag!"
Great just what I needed.
"What Chelsea?" I asked in mono tone.
Chelsea is my worst enemy and the reason everyone calls me a swag fag. She basically ruined my life.
"Don't what me hoe." She said. "I just came to warn you. Stay away from my man." She pushed me into the lockers.
"Chelsea get away from me." I'm really starting to get mad. "I'm warning you. I don't want to hurt you." I was trying to stay calm and not hit her.
"Or what your going to hit me again? Yeah I'm not scared of you." She pushed me again and harder this time.
I stumbled into the lockers but quickly regained my balance and lunged at her. I grabbed her hair and twisted her left arm behind her.
"I'm going to tell you one more time." I took a shaky breath. "Leave me alone and he's not yours."
"Rohnnie what the fuck!?" I saw Valentine at the end of the hall. "Let her go!" He came and pulled me away from her.
"Oh my gosh! Valentine I was so scared she tried to hurt me!" Chelsea yelled and started crying. She ran over to Valentine and hung on to his side.
This bitch really is crazy.
"Rohnnie you know you can get kicked out for this, right?" I looked away and nodded.
"You don't know what happened." I whispered.
"But I know what I saw." He yelled. "You can't do that shit!"
"Yeah, ohkay." I scoffed. I turned around to my locker and grabbed my things. I don't have time for people's shit.
I began walking in the direction of the schools parking lot. I'm going home.
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Practice would have been over by now. I didn't go because Valentine doesn't know what happened.
When I got home Alex wasn't surprised when I told her what happened. She was surprised that Valentine dissed me and yelled at me.
I feel like I've lost the friend I didn't have.
I was currently sitting on my bed on Tumblr. I feel like this is the only place I fit in. The Tumblr boys and girls are nicer than people I see everyday. People are really fucked up.
Knock knock knock!
Ugh! Who is here!
Knock knock knock!!
God people just knock so much!
Knock knock kn- "what the hell do you want!" I yelled when I opened the door.
"Well hello to you to!" Valentine said.
I tried to slam the door in his face but his foot blocked the way. "Your not getting rid of me that easy." He said seriously.
I opened the door and he strutted in.
"Why did you hit her?" He asked. Great she lied even more!
"Yeah I totally "hit" her." I said with sarcasm dripping from my voice.
"Rohnnie I'm serious." He said.
"And I'm serious too! She's a lying bitch!" He gave me the "really" look. "I'm serious she has ruined my life!" I yelled.
"And why is that?" He asked speaking a little louder.
"She is the reason they call me a swag fag! She's the reason no one talks to me! She's the reason I don't have friends anymore! Don't assume shit you don't understand!" I yelled. I picked up the lamp next to me and threw it at the wall "shit!" I said. That lamp coasted a lot of money.
"Rohnnie maybe your taking this out of proportion." He said and I glared at him.
"Out of proportion? She did this because I was going out with the guy she liked! I didn't even know she knew him and that was two years ago! So out of proportion is exactly what she is!" I yelled.
Everything stayed silent for a long time until he finally said something.
"I'm sorry...I really am.."
"Go to hell with the rest of those bastards.." I don't want his sympathy.
