Paper Birds

Chapter Four

The bell rang in 7th period.
Man was I so glad not to have to deal with today anymore.

I walked out of the classroom with books stacked inside my book bag, what a wonderful two-years worth of homework. I groaned and whined, gripping the strap that was slowly sliding off my shoulder and jerked it back onto it.

The bag hit against my back roughly causing me to stumble forward, then my foot trips over a leg that was just put in front of me falling face first onto the floor.

Smack! the sound echoed through the hallway.

I hoped that no one saw me, but the snickering and giggles that were waving through made me think otherwise. I look up to see Jeremy's sneering grin, crawling wide open his face. "Ooo.. Sorry bout' that. That was an ACCIDENT"

I narrow my eyes as I looked up at him. You can kiss my ass. I stood up and launch myself towards him, pushing him against the locker. I grab a handful of his shirt and jerks it towards me.

"What the fuck is your problem with me?!" I shouted at him. "What in the hell did I ever do to you?"

He looks at me, slightly frighten, lost in words. But when he opens his mouth to say something, a shout coming from the hallway interrupted it.

"Hey! Ms Black! Mr Chase! Is there a problem?"

I grunt and releases his shirt. "No... I was just..." I gave Jeremy an icy glare. "I was just leaving" I turn my back against the approaching adult, not willing to care who it is and walks away.

I push open the gate in front of campus and walks pass the buses that were parked in the front, waiting for students to climb on. I shove my way through the crowd until I reach a clearing on the sidewalk.

I'm still kind of pissed from Jeremy tripping me and I was also bummed out that Delilah was signed out earlier.

Then I felt someone shoved me.

I stumbled and regained my balance just before I fell. again.

I was about to snap but I zipped my mouth shut before I realized who it was.

Marka Martinez.

Marka was my nemesis since third grade because of our different taste in bands. But our differences build up and our feud grew stronger by the year to the point that we just-without a doubt- hate each other to the core.

I sighed. "Look Mar, I have no beef on you today. I'm not in the mood to deal with-"

"I heard you jumped on Jeremy earlier... Is this true?" she narrowed her eyes and swung her wavy brown hair behind her back. Her crop top flared, revealing more of her perfect gold skin.

I thought to myself quietly. What the fuck? Why in the name of cornbread hell would that wannabe's name slip from her mouth? It was odd.

What relationship does she have with Jeremy?

"why do you want to know?"
"just answer the damn question you stupid bitch!"

I flinched. Not because I was scared that she snapped on me, it was because I had to stop myself from punching her back to Columbia.

So I snapped back "Yeah... Fuck yeah I fucking shoved that piece of shit! Now what in the fuck are you gonna do about it?!"

She Suddenly leaped on me. I fall back as she greeted me with her long, lime green nails that started to scratch along my skin.

I yelped and pushed her off. But before I was just about to pounce, an arm grabbed me pulling me back.

"Alright now that's enough."

I sighed. I turn to face the person who was gripping onto my arm, possibly one of the staff members on campus.

I forgot that we were still on campus, if I known that all of this bullshit would've been avoided.

As I faced the person, I realized that it wasn't a teacher, or even a adult...

It was Lucas.

I smiled, relived that it was him. But my smile faded. Because his glare... Was cold, and full of disappointment.