The Inside Stories

Chapter 2

I barged into Mr. Smith's class. He was sitting there, correcting the tests we had given. I knew that he had called me there to talk to me about my test but as I said earlier, these tests didn't matter. He asked me to take a seat and started, " Ms. Hess, you and I both know why you are here." After that, he went on rambling about what an undisciplined, arrogant child I was. I stopped paying attention to what he was saying and began examining my nails. The plush red nailpoilish was chipping off. I'd have to get it redone.  Mr. Smith's click of fingers right in front of my face brought me out of my daze. That is just creepy, when someone clicks their fingers right in my face but now I was paying attention.

  "Ms. Hess, I am not at all sorry to say that you have failed for the third time in a row in your Math quiz", Mr. Smith told me with a snarky grin. 

I opened my mouth to defend myself just when he said, 

" And I am glad that the Principal has denied you promotion based only on your extra curriculars.." 

At this my mouth dropped open. I was in serious trouble. 

"Despite my repeated warnings you didn't improve. Now it is up to you as to how you want to help yourself."  

Praise Satan for creating a human being like him.  Actually Satan doesn't create humans. He creates gnomes, just like him.  I'd try talking to dad but I know that it would be a waste. I was given my final warning the previous time I caused trouble along with Chris. I will have to think of something or I'll have to tolerate Mr. Smith for another year. 

Lacing my voice with some honey, I said, "Mr. Smith, please help me."

He laughed. But it was pure evil. "My dear, why am I supposed to do that? I would really like to see you being detained in the same class for another year. "

Why is he even a teacher? He should be appointed as a torturer in hell. I had to save myself. Probably if I did my projects on time, he would forgive me. 

"Ms. Hess, if you are thinking that your projects will save you, you are wrong. Projects account for only 30% of the marks and I have made sure that you get promoted with nothing less than a 45% in Math."

"Mr. Smith, I am sure you do not want me for another year in your class." I was right about that because the evil grin from his face disappeared. He now appeared to be indulged in deep thought. 

 "I shall give you credit that you for the first time you said something right in my class. There is a way you can help yourself. Get tutored by Jeremy."

Eeewwwww.....

Jeremy is the school geek. The nerd. He's a thin, punky kind of guy with thick-rimmed glasses and back hair. Oh and he's the most ignored person in the school. That smart brain of his got him to skip junior year and go directly into senior year.  But amidst these bad thoughts, there was that little memory where he helped me.

*flashback to middle school*

"Hey come on. Take my hand and get up," Jeremy said.

I put my hand into his and got up, dusting off my pants. He wiped my tears and went to get me some water. I muttered a small thankyou and left soon after he did. 

*end of flashback*

Mr. Smith dismissed me and from there I went directly into the gym. My favourite place. We had cheerleading practice. All the other girls were there,  warming up. I went into the locker room and changed into my cheerleading outfit. When I came out, I saw Chris in the middle of the gym, flirting with Melinda. I walked upto them, swaying my hips and twirling my hair in my fingers. Melinda's hand was interlinked with Chris's and she just gave me a smirk. 

"Hey Chris. Want to leave her hand and start playing basketball? Or are those hands no longer useful for doing anything else? "

Chris immediately left her hand and came towards me. Though I was tall he was way taller. 

"Hey Licia. We were just talking about you babe." he kept walking towards me and I kept walking back till my back hit the wall. He ran his fingers up and down my arm. Leaning in slowly, he touched his warm lips to mine. 

The kiss started out slowly but soon he licked my lips, asking for entrance. His hands were doing wonders with my body. I moaned into his mouth. I felt his member pressing against me when I pulled him closer.  Just then, a whistle blew in my ears. His coach was here. 

The basketball and cheerleading practices are usually together to keep up the players' enthusiasm even during practice. Chris moved and went back to the other players while I went to the cheerleading team.

 "Next time try doing this in private," that was Tessa. Tessa is my favourite person in the entire school. She is really pretty, shortish but has all the curves in the right places. Red hair, green eyes, pale skin, she looked amazing. Not in the sexy kind of way but in the beautiful kind of way. 

"Well i can't really help if my boyfriend  likes PDA." I deliberately said that loudly for Melinda to hear. She looked at me with a snarl. Her cheek was slightly swollen. Probably the punch earlier really hurt. But she didn't say anything. The coach asked us to practice elsewhere as he wanted to talk privately to the boys. 

We went to the old gym. On the way, Melinda gave Tessa and me really weird looks. 

"What's up with her face? She looks like a swollen red tomato."

"Well, one could say that she messed with me and I decided to teach her a lesson." Tessa giggled. 

I put on the music and we started our routine. Everything was going on smoothly until the end. Tessa being the smallest of all of us, is used for various kinds of stunts. Unfortunately, one of them involved throwing her into the air. Melinda was supposed to catch her. She put out her arms to catch Tessa but at the last minute, withdrew them. Because we were in the old gym, there were no mats and Tessa's head hit the ground. 

We all rushed to her and Melinda was just standing there, a small smile playing on her lips. She looked really innocent and dumbfounded. Tessa was really hurt. She was lying there on the floor, still and pale. Rita got her some water and I made her drink that. Slowly, we helped her get up and go to the bleachers to sit down. Taking another sip of the water, she spit it out. When she opened the lid of the bottle fully, she saw that the water was dirty and had mud in it. 

We both looked at each other and realised that Rita being one of Melinda's cronies, decided to play with Tessa even more. Rita and Melinda were giggling in the far corner.

Nobody hurts Tessa and gets away with it.