*Kylee's POV*
I knew that I would have to face Braxton eventually. I was going to have to put on my big girl panties and deal with the bullies in life... even if I didn't want to.
With Rosie's help, I made a plan of battle. I would go to school and ignore until the study session.
Ugh, the study session.
Rosie wants me to ask politely why he felt the need to ruin my reputation. I, on the other hand, want to pound his face in.
The little sucker made me cry, which is something that does not happen often. I was sad last night, but now I'm just angry.
Which is really too and for him because when I get angry, I can get violent. What can I say? All those self-defense classes we had for mutual paid off.
***
That morning, I put in my warrior outfit. Dark jeans, my favorite band t-shirt, and my lucky green converse. Simple but empowering. After I washed my face, concealed some unwanted friends, and winged my liner, I ran downstairs and out the door, breakfast bar in my hand.Once I got to school, i quickly got out of the car and speed walked to my first class. But I didn't walk fast enough. That same blonde cheerleader who had talked to me before walked in front of me.
"Excuse me," I said quickly, walked around her.
"Um, not so fast. I heard you ****** Braxton," she sneered, taking a threatening step towards me. Her friends were gathering around her.
I glared at her. "I did not sleep with him."
She looked me up and down with disgust. "I can't believe that he would even look at you, you repulsive ****."
I felt my blood boil. "Listen," I hissed. "I don't know why you're so pissed at me. I wasn't immoral
with him. I wouldn't let myself sink to your pathetic level."Her shocked expression was quickly followed by rage, which was quickly followed by a fist to my face.
I was able to duck that punch. A split second later, a rock about the size of my dads fist flew through the air. It hit my forehead, knocked me to the ground, and the world went black.
***
"Kylee! Wake up!!"I opened my eyes. Rosie was above me and behind her the autumn sky was bright. I blinked and focused on Rosie's concerned face.
"What?" I asked defensively.
"Oh my gosh Kylee! I totally thought you were dead!" Rosie exclaimed, giving me a tight hug.
I was still confused. How did I end up on the ground? Gingerly, I sat up. It all came back to me. The argument, the punch, the rock.
"I was going to go get a teacher but I knew that you didn't want to ruin your perfect record so I didn't but now I really think you should go to the nurse and maybe the ER because holy guacamole you have an awful bruise right here-" she touched it, making me wince, "- and I don't want you to have brain damage like that one girl on that one show who forgot her whole life and had to start over and-"
"Rosie," I interrupted. "I'm fine."
The late bell rang for first period. "Let's just go to class and if I feel bad, I'll let you know, alright?" She seemed comforted by this. "Okay. See you later alligator." I gave a small smile. "In a while crocodile." I watched as she scurried off to class and then started to my class.
It was going to be a long day.
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