Black Cherry

Two: And the game begins.

I've been out of the hospital for a week. Dad has been taking care of me the entire time. He brings me my work and helps me with all of the calc because I absolutely hopeless at it. We have had fun though. Curled up on the couch, watching old movies. I liked spending this time with him.
"Hey sweetheart, did you figure out how you were going to introduce yourself in the paper?" Dad asked.
"I'm working on that now Dad." I said as I turned on my laptop.

Hello there fellow students of Alexia High. My name is Black Cherry. I will not give you the liberty to know who I really am although most of you should know since we've gone to school together forever. Anyways, here is how this thing works: You, the student, ask me, the writer, a question  with an alias and I answer it. Therefore I will warn you now. I. DO. NOT. SUGAR. COAT. THINGS. How would you learn anything if I did? This is kind of a reality check for all of you. Good luck to you all who have the guts to ask me a question.

Signed, Black Cherry.

I smiled triumphantly at my work. This is bound to be fun.

"Hmph, no mercy?" Dad chuckled behind me.

"How do you expect me to lie to these idiots? They need some truth in their miserable lives." I explained.

He shrugged, "Well, lucky for you, school starts three hours."

"Oh shit. We've been up that late?" I asked frantically.

"Yeah, but your meds keep you awake dear. Do you need anything?" he asked.

"Breakfast and my meds." I got up and kissed his cheek. I then made my way into the bathroom and hopped in the shower.

School is going to suck. I am so going to hurt a poor defenseless wall.

After I finished getting ready I went into the kitchen and sat next to Dad.

"Hey sweetie. Eggs, sausage, fruit salad, and some orange juice. Your favorite. Oh and let's not forget those big ass horse pills of yours." he joked and ruffled my hair.

"Thanks Dad." I said and smiled at him before eating.

After eating and taking those god awful pills, I brushed my teeth and grabbed my bags. Dad is already waiting on me so I need to hurry. I thought to myself.

"Okay, so the paper comes out today right? That means I'll probably have questions to answer today. Whatever, I'll be fine." I said to myself.

Dad chuckled. "Well you're in a mood." he teased.

I rolled my eyes and went back to looking at the layout of the paper. My column is on the front. Someone shoot me.

"Hey there bitch." one of the senior girls in my Biology class said.

"I'm sorry were you talking to yourself because you're the only bitch I see." I retaliated.

She glared at me and sulked in her seat while Mr. Lynch talked on and on about how gene splicing is not okay.

"Ms. Lovett, you need to go see Mr. Chase." Lynch said.

Finally, I'm free.

I got up and grabbed my bags, but when I started to walk towards the door that bimbo tripped me. She's lucky I didn't hit my damned head.

The room filled with laughter as I calmly collected myself.

"Ms. Lovett, are you alright?" Lynch asked.

"Yeah, just tripped over someone's foot." I said and left the room.

Everyone here is so stupid. They don't get that they can push someone over the edge. They don't get that they can really hurt a person.