"Really?" I crossed my arms over my chest, "That's interesting"
"Is it?" Ryan sighed as he ran his large hand through his chestnut brown hair and pulled the keys from my grasp.
"No it isn't you moron!" I exclaimed as I flailed my arms around the place. I heard some deep laughter that came from the hallways. It's probably a bunch of boys ready to leave.
"Don't call me a moron" he said as he looked sideways at a bunch of football players.
"Tell them we aren't dating!" I yell.
"You go tell them" he says as he turned around and began walking towards them. "And once your done stay next to the car" he waved.
That jerk, what makes him have the right to just walk away and tell me what to do. I do what I want to do, I make my own decisions.
Soon I felt my feet come to a halt in front of the once giggling girls who are now glaring daggers at me. I guess when I'm angry I do stuff without me even knowing it, huh? Who knew?
"Hey, little miss rebel, you better stay away from Ryan or else!" One girl with strawberry blonde hair spat as she poked my shoulder forcefully.
"Or else what?" I asked calmly as I began checking my ugly, bitten nails out to show how unimpressed I am.
"I'll tell the whole school you're a cheater" She smirked evilly.
"Cheater? Seriously? Thats the best you've got" I chuckled.
"No, I'll... I'll... umm.... kill... you?" She asked.
"Was that a question?" I lifted my head and stared into her sky blue eyes. I hope I look intimidating enough.
"No ma'am... I mean No" She stood up taller.
"FYI, we're not dating" I say as I stood up straight and never lost eye contact. This was getting tense.
"Then why are you two staying together all the time" She cocked her head to the side.
"Well, he's my suuuuuuu........" I trailed off. Wait! If I tell her that he's my babysitter then they'll laugh at how childish I am and that I can't do anything on my own. I don't want that. Oh crap! I'm still dragging the suuuuuuu on, "suuuuooooooouuuup maker". Idiot, I am.
"Soup maker?" I girl with hazel hair laughed.
"Hey, he makes good soup okay?" I shrugged.
"Tell us the truth, bitch" the girl with hazel hair pushed me into the car and pinned my hands to the side, bitch? Bitch? BITCH!!!!!! Oh hell naw!
"Who the hell do you think you are? Calling everyone a bitch like you frickin' own the damn place" I began as I furiously poked her shoulder causing her to take steps back, "calling me a bitch " I scoffed, "you are the biggest bitch around this place. Bossing everyone around. Plus your perfume smells like shit Oh wait that's just you, Do you live in the sewers now? How is there, you bitchy piece of shit?! " I spat all in one breath.
I saw the fright in her eyes, I guess I didn't realize I had cornered her up into a wall. I saw her eyes fill with tears and a drop slide down her cheek. "Just another piece of information to spread around, Ryan and I are dating so cut the bullshit and go stalk someone else's boyfriend kay" I smiled innocently as I began to walk away.
Shit, where do I go? If I stop near Ryan's car it wouldn't be a dramatic exit. What do I do? What the heck can I-
My thought were rudely interrupted by a panting Ryan.
"Can you stop running away from me please" he panted all breathless. I peeked behind him to see some girls surrounding that girl I yelled at who seemed to be... Blushing?
"No can do" I grinned as I turned around.
"wait!" He grabbed my arm and made me crash into his chest.
"What are you doing?" I shrieked as I jumped away from him.
"Sorry, that was an accident" he scratched the back of the neck before his awkward mood was quickly taken over by one emotion... anger.
"No, I'm not sorry, what the hell were you thinking? I can't leave you alone for one second without you trying to get into trouble"
"But..." I was cut off.
"Do you think life is all about fun and games? Do you think it's fun to hurt others until they break down and cry? We have to go meet the principal too, do you like that?"
"Yes! Infact I love it and that bitchy piece of shit pushed me into a car and called me a bitch for frickin' hanging out with you, but nooo, don't listen to Bryce because she's a bad person so she deserves to be hated." I spat, "I guess self defence for Bryce is a bad thing, everyone in this place is the same" I stomped my foot and dramatically walked away. I felt an familiar pain strike my chest. I was sad. I was sad that all I had said was the truth.
"Your name is Bryce?" I heard his voice ask quietly. How does he not know my name, I'm frickin' Bryce Daniels, a name the whole town knows.
With my rage taking over my body I decided to speed walk my way to Trudy's place, everyone seemed to be there today.
Once I stopped in front of the familiar one story, green house I knocked on the door to be greeted by a familiar girl with ebony black hair and dark eyes.
"Hey Truds" I grinned.
"Bry-Bry! C'mon in!" She grinned back as she dragged me by my arm inside her house where the others sat on the floor with a piece of paper between all of them.
"Brycey!" Marti chirped. Her fiery red hair bouncing up in curls.
"Bry!" Adam cheered.
"Hi Bryce" Marc laughed at everyone's weird nicknames towards me. He was new to the group.
"Good to be back" I grinned as I sat down next to Marc and Marti.
"Thank the stars your back" Adam cheered, "We're trying to break into school and draw graffiti on Principal Brooks office for setting you up with... Carter" he shivered saying his name.
"Thanks guys, but Principal Brooks was just doing his job" I smiled.
"No way! Is Bry-Bry becoming good?" Trudy raised her voice. Astonishment clearly present on her face.
"You didn't let me finish" I smiled evilly.
"Oooooh" they all said simultaneously.
This is going to be fun.
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A/N.
Hi again, I know I haven't updated in a long time and all and it's been really hard for me to update so, I'm sorry. Thank you for reading so far and vote, comment, follow me (I follow back) etc.Toodles,
-Lazy_unicorn83-
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