The bad boy I know

Chapter 18: Oh, that was fun

School. I despise it sometimes. You have days that you never want to leave and days where people should just fuck off. Like today; Alissa, the bitch of this school. People hate her but they only show 'kindness' when she's around. But when she isn't around people talk shit behind her back.

She's done many things. First, she bullies many kids and she can't keep her legs closed. Getting fingered when she was just eleven years. Losing her virginity at thirteen years. Becoming a slut at sixteen. Bitch since day one and whore since... well, sixth grade.

So, yea, I'm having those shitty days because this bitch is supposedly 'flirting' with my boyfriend. 'Flirting' by popping her floppy boobs in his face, swaying her hips by making her flat ass 'big'.

This is how it all started.

"Hey, boo." I said as I walked into Parkers arms and kissed him in the parking lot. I decided to walk since it was a pretty nice morning, while he took his car.

"Hey, princess." He said in between kisses.

The bell rang signaling for first period. We separated our ways.

History came and I walked towards my locker. I put my combination in and took out my history book and put the others that I don't need back in. Then I heard a thud. I shut my locker to see Alissa and... Parker. She was pressing him against the locked close to mine like her life depended on it.

Anger coursed through my body and flared into my eyes, out my ears and nose. I shut my locker loudly and stormed their way. "You fucking bitch ass motherfucking slut!" Now that caused people to look my way.

Alissa got off of him as he wiped his lips on the back of his hand violently and glared at her. She turned her head towards my directions and smirked. I fisted my hands and punched her right in the nose, hearing a crack then a bloodily scream.

She collapsed onto the ground holding her nose very tightly with blood dripping. "That's serves you right, you motherfucking bitch." I sneered into her face and walked away with people cheering and hollering.

Now, I'm in the principals office with the bloody bitch glaring at me. "How did this all happen? And Sofia I was never going to expect you to become this kind of student."

"Well, it all started when she kissed my boyfriend when he didn't want to be. In a way, she kissed-raped him. So anger coursed through my body and I couldn't help but use violence. Now, Mr. Sawyer, she's done many other things to people also." I exclaimed. Crossing my arms not breaking eye contact.

He nodded, "well, I guess I'll let you of-"
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"You can't do that! She brok-" Alissa shouted. Throwing her arms in air.

"Shut up, Alissa," he snapped then coughed, "excuse me for my language. I can do whatever I want to do, Alissa. This is only her first time getting in trouble so I'm letting her off. And as for you," he pointed at her, making sure to glare. I quietly chuckled. He snapped his head toward my way and gave a warning look. I covered the laugh with a cough, still smiling.

"Alissa, now you have been in trouble countless times." He sighed.

"I can't let you off the hook. You'll be working up on cleaning up the cafeteria after every lunch period and scrape off gum from under the bleachers out in the football field, every other day." He smiled but quickly tried to cover it.

"Now both of you can get out and head to fourth period. I'll give you the schedule for your work after school, Alissa. Bye you two." He finished off.

I waved and started to head out the door. Once I was near one of the girls bathroom, Alissa stopped me and gave me a death glare. "You will never get away with this." She hissed. "You are a fucking slut and whore trying to steal my man." She pointed but continued, "I will get him back, and you'll see." By this time she smirked and crossed her arms.

I wasn't shocked or anything so I gave her a blank face. She scoffed, "got nothing to say?" She challenged.

"Oh," I said calmly, "I have lots to say." I had just accepted her challenge.

Oh, this is gonna be so much fine. I internally put on my evil smile.

She nods. "Look Alissa, I ain't trying to be rude but at least I have a face that's not drawn on. I have a boyfriend who loves me for me, not for my body. Hm... lets see what else..." I pretended to think as she placed a calm mask over her caked up face.

"Oh, and at least I know how to close my legs and not opening them for anybody." I smirked. Now this time she had a shocked face. "And you want to know something?" I said sweetly. "Everybody and I mean everyone hates you, even despises you. Your minions just do whatever you tell them to do because they want to be popular. They're just using you like the doll you are." I hissed and walked away with that.