Help Me!

<Chapter 6>

Stella's POV:
We went to school the next day and the first person to greet me at the door was Miss. Priss. "YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!" I screamed at Becky.

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A BITCH, ASSHOLE!" Becky screamed back.

"LOOK, I KNOW I WAS EASILY CALMED DOWN YESTERDAY BY MY BOYFRIEND, BUT THAT DOESN'T CHANGE THAT FACT THAT YOU ARE A WITCH!!" I screamed at her.

"YOUR BOYFRIEND?!?! HONEY, HE JUST PLAYING YOU LIKE A BOY PLAYS WITH ACTION FIGURES!" Becky screamed back.

"YOUR PLAYING YOURSELF, SHE-DEVIL!!" I screamed at her, getting all up in her face.

"GET OUT OF MY FACE, YOU CRETIN!!" Becky yelled, pushing me back.

"DON'T YOU PUSH ME! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TOUCH ME!!" I screamed, getting back up in her face.

"Stella, calm down. What's done is done." Nick said, trying to get me to back down before teachers started to come.

"SHUT UP NICK!!! THIS IS BETWEEN ME AND BECKY!" I yelled a him.

"But it's about me..." Nick mumbled underneath his breath.

"WHAT WAS THAT?!" I asked him.

"N-nothing!" Nick replied, shaking his hands frantically. Then I saw Skyler grab Nick to the side and start talking. "HEY BITCH, PAY ATTENTION TO ME!!" Becky screamed, regaining my attention.

"Oh. I'm sorry, 'princess', I didn't mean to take the spotlight off you." I apologized sarcastically.

"DON'T GET ALL SARCASTIC WITH ME!!! I AM, LIKE, WAY BETTER THAN YOU!!" Becky said, flipping her hair when she finished.

"Psh, in what universe?" I asked.

"IN EVERY UNIVERSE!!! I AM STRONGER, FASTER, PRETTIER, AND SMARTER THAN YOU!!" Becky started listing all her good qualities.

"YEAH, BUT YOUR BOSSY, SELFISH, PRISSY, AND BORING!" I remarked.

"TAKE THAT BACK!!" Becky screamed because she knew her friends were watching.

"NEVER!!! YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO COME OVER HERE AND MAKE ME!!!" I said, challenging her to a fight.

"GET YOUR SORRY ASS READY, CAUSE I AM GOING FULL POWER!!!" She screamed. Then she started running at me. We started fighting, most the successful hits hitting Becky in the face. "Where is that strength you were talking about?" I said, sarcastically.

"SHUT UP!!!" Becky screamed as she swung. It hit me in the face and then teachers started pushing through. "Becky!" One of Becky's friends screamed," A teacher is coming!" Just then, Becky started fake crying and acting far worse then she really was. The teachers ran up to her and started to ask questions like "What happened?" and "Who did this to you?" Becky pointed at me and the teachers walked up to me and grabbed me by the arms. They dragged me to the principal's office, but just before I turned a corner, I saw Becky with an evil ass grin on her dumbass face. I waited in the principal's office for 20 minutes before the principal walked in. "Stella, why would you hit Becky?" I didn't reply. "STELLA! Why did you hit Becky!" Again, I didn't reply. I didn't know what to say. I couldn't say 'Oh, she told me to take back some words I said because she was mad because the principal would ask me what I said. "Fine. You don't want to answer. I'll just call your brother over." And with that statement, I knew I was dead.