Insane Hurricane

Calm before the storm

Since the speech episode, everything has been calmer. I mean, they do say calm before the storm but not too much has really bothered me. Everyone pretty much minds their own business at the moment. It's that time in the term where not much happens and we slowly become bored.

One night of the year that changes everything Halloween the most wonderful time of the year. There's always some party where Joanna and the rest of us would of discussed what slutty version of something we will be. I don't think I have any interest in Halloween this year. I want to stay in and watch some classic horror films to satisfy me.

"Any plans for Halloween?" I ask Matt, we sit outside and smoke at break and lunch.

"It's two weeks away?" He replies looking confused.

"We plan things early here. But I'm not doing anything so we should watch classic horror films,"

"Isn't Halloween the perfect time for you to get your murderous revenge?" He laughs.

"I'm slowly getting over that revenge thing, it's all been too quiet. "

"But you're even more hot when you're psycho,"

"I know right."

I walk to my next lesson PE (gym class, whatever else  people call it) which goes past quick, especially as I put in no effort. I'm surprised because Joanna, Arabella, Lyla and Maria have not said a word to me since the speeches (it's Friday today and that was on Tuesday) and not even looked at me, so strange.

I'm the last to leave the locker room after PE. As I close my locker door I see the four of them standing behind it, they throw my bags down and drag me to the shower room.

Maria and Lyla hold me back by my hair and Joanna and Arabella stand in front of me, smiling wickedly and twirling their hair round their fingers.
"Think we were gonna let you off easy?" Joanna asks.

"I was hoping," it feels weird to speak to her again.She laughs. No she cackles. She's the fucking supreme of the coven.

"Looking forward to Halloween?" She says circling me.

"Yeah."

"It was always your favourite time of year, but if we cross paths during your trick or treating or I find you at the same party, you will be delighted with the treats I'll have for you," she gets closer, "Have you watched Carrie, bitch?"

I nod. "That's great," she smiles sickly sweetly, "wouldn't you make the perfect Carrie for Halloween? Maybe we should starting recreating the movie, now." I'm slowly becoming worried of what she's going to do," now don't worry, we won't do the shower scene, because you probably already started your period and the whole thing is gross, but we have a better idea." The girls all smile at one and other. "You know what to do ladies," she says.

Arabella walks towards a shower and twists round the hot water. Only the hot water. I realise what they are going to do and try to fight out of their grip but it's four against one. They move me over to the shower and hold my head under it. I've never felt so much pain before. I scream but I give up because I know no one will help. My head feels like it is on fire and my scalp and brain could melt at any minute.

They eventually stop and let go, I immediately fall to the ground. Even though I'm in this state, I could still die something.

"Joanna," I call as she walks out.

"What?"

"Remember that in Carrie she kills all those high school bitches."
She doesn't respond.

I sit in the corner, my head feels weird, an indescribable pain. I don't know how long I stayed in the shower room for. I struggle up and walk out, dragging my bag after me.

I feel like I'm hallucinating, I swear the same people walk past over and over again. I feel better after taking small steps to nowhere. I do recognise Matt by my locker. "What the hell, are you okay, what happened?" He immediately asks, grabbing me.

"I'm okay, it's a long story, but please don't leave me alone, I'm really scared they will come back and do that again. What's the time?"

"Well we can go now, you can stay at mine."

I need his physical support as we walk back. "What's wrong with you Kathleen? You're not you," Matt says.

I stop. "They grabbed my head and put it under really really hot water."

He looks at me like he can't take me seriously. "Fuck Kathleen, that's really dangerous," he sighs, "come here," he picks me up like he did when I got beat up in the alley. We get back to his and I go sit in his room. He brings up an ice pack, "I'm not too sure what to do but just use this and I'll look for something else," he says, googling what has happened.

He gets some aloe vera and rubs it on my scalp to soothe the burns. It stings at first, but it eventually feels better.
"You know you love me can I wear your joy division top?" He's so tall the top is like a dress on me.

"Sure," he says.

I feel more able to tell him what happened. He does tell me about his troubles, his mum died a little while ago, his dad doesn't pay much attention to him. He gets lonely quite a lot. "I do things I regret when I'm lonely," I'm afraid to ask him what. I do see a bottle of anti-depressants on his bedside table. I get tired at eight, I kiss him before I fall asleep. I practically fall asleep in his arms, my head still feeling like a fire. Fire spreads. They better watch out.