Started With A Dare |ON HOLD|

2) Wanna Fight Mate?

"Oh come on Maleficent it wasn't that bad." Tyler told me, I rolled my eyes at him and the nickname. They gave me that name in year 3 when I yanked a girls pigtail out, she deserved it though she stole the last piece of candy in the bowl. I was apparently really evil for doing that so they gave me the nickname Maleficent. I know, soooo original.

"It was, he's probably looking for the brown haired girl with the American accent who stole his lucky socks." Alisha laughed

"I'm sorry, it's the fact you put on an American accent that's made me giggle." Alisha giggled, I rolled my eyes which seems to be my new thing nowadays.

"Come on guys, let's be nice. Mal's had a really bad time nowadays." Faith smiled, I could see her trying to hide her laugh under her breath.

"Yeah, yeah! Make fun of the girl who is going to have fun in my Spanish, English, maths, history and P.E class." I narrowed my eyes at all of them and they all immediately stopped laughing and stood up straight.

Climbing out of Tyler's beat down old truck I made my way towards the gates of the prison also known as college. Walking through the doors to my locker Gabriel and his girlfriend Fiona were arguing in front of my locker.

"Erm, excuse me can I get to my locker please?" I asked in my nicest voice. Fiona looked at me and scoffed, my mouth hung agape and my blood boiled.

"Did you not hear me? I asked very nicely to move, so could you do what I asked and I don't know move." I asked my voice raising a few octaves, she carried on looking me up and down like I was this strange creature. Gabriel moved and whispered something in her ear, even with her boyfriend saying move she just wouldn't.

I breathed an agitated breath and whispered under my breath "If you won't move I'll just have to do it another way." I reached through her and grabbed my padlock. Putting my code in the annoying screech of her voice invaded my ears.

"Err.....Do you mind? This is something called personal space!" She screeched in her high pitched voice,

"Well, I guess I just invaded it then." I said as I grabbed my maths book, before I got away she yanked my hair and slapped me across the face. It felt like blood was pouring out of it, it actually was. My blood hit a temperature of 110 degrees. She was dead. I yanked her false hair extensions out and they sagged from her head, I kicked her legs and she slipped onto the floor with a thud. I continuously punched her faces and kicked her. A small crowd was slowly forming around us; I didn't care, I would just continuously battle her until she couldn't walk. She punched me in the face and it felt like a fly just landed on me but my nose started bleeding. I grinded my teeth when a teacher yanked us apart she scratched my face just before we got dragged away from each other to the headmasters office.

"What do you two think your doing!" Miss Abernathy shouted at us but when she looked at me she gave me a sympathetic look and gave me a tissue box to wipe myself up. Miss Abernathy knows a lot about me and my past that my friends and parents don't.

With Fiona being the drama queen she is she let the false tears out, "Miss I was just trying to get my maths book out of my locker when she just attacked me and started abusing me!" She cried the false tears. Miss Abernathy looked at me and asked:
"Is this true Mal did you attack her first?" I shook my head.

"The only reason that we are covered in bruises is because I was trying to get my books from my locker when she was talking to her boyfriend and wouldn't let me through then she started yanking my hair and punching me so I self defended."

"Is this true Miss Hunt?" She shook her head. "The only way I can know which is true I'm going to have to expel you for one week, can I talk to you for a second Miss Cameron?" Fiona left with puffy cheeks and a smirk. "Have you told your dad yet Mal?" I shook my head, I'm too afraid. "You need to okay, if not then I will go over to your house today, I'm not afraid too."

"I'll tell him later than, okay?" She nodded her head as a thank you.

"You may leave." I stood up grabbed my bag and left the room. I walked out the room and headed to my car. It's a good thing my dad didn't need to be brought in, otherwise I'd be literally dead.

There was no way I could get home as Tyler drives me and my friends to school as we are just too stupid to learn how to drive. Well the thing was, I could drive but I just didn't have a car yet which was disappointing but whatever. I started walking home with my beat up trainers and my old backpack, a car pulled up to the curb, I stopped dead in my tracks.

Was it a creepy stalker? Why was someone stalking me, I haven't done anything wrong. I started getting deeper breaths and my eyes started blurring.

"Mal are you okay?" Someone asked I shook my head, my fingers started trembling with such a force that my I felt like I was about to throw up.

Even through my blurry vision I saw Gabriel Woods hand on my shaking shoulder, he escorted me to his brand new Ferrari or something posh like that. He started the engine and I heard him whisper something like: 'Where do you live?' He should know where I lived because he used to be friends with my other brother. He sighed and started driving towards a street that looked distinctively like my street.

He pulled over to a small cottage with 2 cars in the drive and a bay window, it had shutters in the kitchen and living room windows and looked really nice and cozy. Oh wait! That's my house!

Just then my body stopped shaking and my eyes focused on Gabriel's face as his eyes held maybe a bit of worry.

"Mal are you okay you were shaking, violently?" I nodded my head and all my thoughts of him being a creepy stalker vanished.

"I'm so sorry I had no idea what had happened I mean to make you drive to my house." I stuttered, too afraid if I'd did something wrong.

"Don't worry as long as your okay now." He said.

I climbed out of the car and gently shut the door cause I didn't want to get blamed for anything. I walked up the narrow drive and opened the front door. My dad sat at the island in the kitchen doing another series of paperwork in his clean pristine suit he always wore.

"Hey munchkin what's up?" My dad asked, my dad was a successful lawyer and a damn right good one at that.

I sat at the opposite side of my dad and breathed a deep breath in.

"Daddy, their is something I need to tell you."

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Hi guys I hoped you enjoyed that chapter and everything in it.

I enjoyed writing it!

Mal has something wrong with her that only the headmaster knows about so don't criticise her for anything please.

Okay. Bye!
-Chelsea