Young Hate

Mini Skirts and Boys' Attention

     I look through my clothes, only to find the only leg-wear I have is my mini-skirt. I have jeans, but, of course my school has to wear uniforms.

     I go into the living room, and my mom is looking me up and down, smiling. "Mom I-" I start, but then get cut off. "You look so good! You are growing up! Let me get a picture." She exclaims. I give up trying to tell her I don't like this, but it's no use.

     Once I get done with breakfast, which was a waffle, I turn on my headphones and listen to My Chemical Romance. I hear cat calls from all over. All I did was wear a skirt. That's all.

     I get to school, and I'm embarrassed, so I hold down the back of my skirt.

    When I am halfway to class, I hear someone mumble "If you wanted to wear a skirt, you should have worn one that fit." He then tugs my skirt down.

     I was taught martial arts by my dad, and I play a lot of video games, so I know how to fight. I turn around and falcon punch him in the jaw. He falls to the ground and his nose starts bleeding. "Perv!" I scream. I then have a closer look at him.

     It is non other than Josh Orion, the school bad boy and the guy that all the girls like. I then run to class like nothing happened.

     After school is over, I head to my locker only to find hate notes from girls about me punching Josh earlier. I sigh. Not because I'm sad, but because I'm disappointed that girls would go after him instead of trying to find someone that would be good to them.

     After school, I try to walk home, but I am greeted by Josh. "What do you want?" I ask. "I want you to say sorry." He says. "Okay, I'm sorry." I say. "You didn't say it well enough." He replies. "How am I supposed to say it better than that." He then hugs me. "Like this." "Aren't you the bad boy?" I ask. He then stops hugging me, slaps me, then says "Yes." He walks away.

     I laugh once he gets out of sight. "What kind of slap was that?! Damn, he can't hit for shit."