Princess Badass and HIM

Chapter 9

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So this is how it felt like when you start exercising again after stopping for a few months.

I kept jogging a steady pace even though my leg muscles were burning and my lungs felt like they were about to explode. My iPod playing the ending tune to the song that blasted in my ears seconds ago. The night sky slowly continues to brighten thanks to the rising sun and I check my watch to see the clock tell me its 5:37 am. My breathing is jagged and short but steady with a beat.

I start jogging slower until i slowed to a walk as i turn to my street and enter my house catching breaths and my black nike crop top sticking to me like second skin thanks to the sweat. I hurried to the kitchen to open myself a bottle of water and i drank it to the bottom in thirst for hydration.

"Good morning Tori. Its been centuries since i've seen you come home from an early morning jog." Martha said as she came in the kitchen with a smile.

"Ha-ha nice to see you in a good mood today Marthaboo" i teased back earning me a short laugh.

"Yeah, i guess i had a good nights sleep. How was it?" She asked.

"Its okay. I felt tired immediately. It felt just like the first time i took a jog." I said breathlessly. She tossed me a mini towel and i wiped my sweat off as she started the stove for breakfast.

"Ew, Tori, not to be rude, but you stink. Go take a shower" Martha said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes and stuck my tongue out at her before i went up to my room to wash this sweat and grime off me.

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I put my bag down and sat on my desk waiting for the other students to file in while listening to the latest album of Panic! At The Disco.

Tonight we are victorious

Champagne pouring over us

All my friends we're glorious

Tonight we are victorious

I bobbed my head to the beat of the song and hummed to the catchy tune of Victorious. Soon later the class is full and Mr. Velez comes in for Arts. I lower the volume of the music but i don't pause or stop it because we usually only take notes for class and Mr. Velez isn't the type of teacher who gives out lectures. He's real scary when he gets mad though.

"Psst" i hear. I stop writing notes and look around to look for whoever wanted to bother me when i was actually concentrating on the subject. When i couldn't spot anyone who looked suspicious, i continued writing noted before i felt something hit my head and bounce to my desk.

A balled up piece of paper. How nice.

I sighed in frustration and opened it. The penmanship was scribbly (it's actually a real word) and messy but you can still read it if you tried. By the cocky remarks and the very mature -i kid you not- drawing of a penis at the corner of the paper, i knew exactly who this came from.

I turned around and tapped the shoulder of the kid behind me who was also writing his notes (see I'm not the only one who cares about taking notes) and gave him a smile before i lifted the paper and pointed at it. His eyes immediately widened and he pointed to the other side of the room where Tyler and his new buddies sat.

I mouthed the lonely kid behind a me a 'thank you' and let him resume to his notes before i death glared a smirking Tyler. I kept my stare longer than i thought i could and when his smirk faltered i smirked and put up my middle finger before resuming my work.