C H A P T E R E I G H T
"Bye, Uncle. See you later." Kayla kissed her Uncle's cheek as she bade goodbye at him before making her way towards school.
She crept out from the vehicle as she saw the car gradually disappeared from her vision. Kayla adjusted the strap of her bag as she twisted her heels and began her journey to her first class.
To say that she was excited to see Brenton was an understatement. She couldn't help fight off a smile when the friendly date they had last week kept replaying inside her brain. She was beyond overjoyed when Brenton took her to a cafe that served one of her favorite sweets.
She stopped by at her locker as she fiddled with the lock. Once she got the combination, the metal door opened with a creak as she skimmed through searching for books she needed this day.
Once she was finished, she resumed her way to the classroom. As she went by, suddenly someone bumped into her making her tumble down as her books went flying into different directions.
Kayla quickly gathered and retrieved the lost items with one hand as she abruptly stood up. Using her free hand, she dusted off the dirt particles that had gotten on her skin and clothes.
She once again adjusted the grip of her bag's sling on her arm as she faced her suspect. With a courageous look plastered on her features, she eyed one of the school's 'not to mess with' girl.
"Watch it, weakling." Linda spat at her which made Kayla flinched a bit.
Kayla decided not to argue back since it was pointless to initiate a feud with someone who only speaks without thinking, so she pursed her lips as she crossed Linda's way but was unsuccessful when Linda's hand blocked her.
"Such a pussy." Linda venomously smirked at her.
"Atleast mine's clean."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Linda's brows quirked in puzzlement.
"Goodbye, Linda." She sighed as she walked past by her but the stinging sensation of her hair being yanked made her bit her tongue to prevent from screeching in pain.
"What do you want?" Kayla inquired softly as her eyes twitched, reacting to the growing pain she absorbed.
"Apologize, bitch."
Wait, is she serious? Can't she see who's hurting here? Kayla furiously thought.
Still not in the mood to argue back, she sighed.
"I'm sor-"
"What's up, asshole!" A loud, ringing 'pang' sound was reflected in the hallway as Kayla sensed her hair was free from Linda's grasp.
Kayla came crashing down on the cold marble floor as her stuff went flying in different directions once again. She laid down currently looking like a starfish, her arms and legs sprawled away from her. She had lost the energy to get back up as she settled on the idea to just watch the scene before her. Looking at them now, she concluded that Gretchen beautifully slapped Linda on the cheek.
"Bitch!" Linda hissed at a smirking Gretchen.
"Oh, shit!" Gretchen cussed as she looked at her fingers, eyes wide as saucers."My dazzling nails! Your silicone face broke them!" she wailed.
Now Linda's face was red because of the fuming rage. "You bi-"
"Bitch, pussy, butthead, whore, hoe, shitface, yeah yeah yeah." Gretchen blabbered in a bored manner as she moved her hand in a puppet motion. "Seriously, come up of better nicknames, okay? And maybe next time I'll give a damn about you." She smiled sweetly as she started to pick up Kayla's books on the floor.
YOU ARE READING
Love, Kayla
Novela Juvenil"Kayla," he says softly. "Will you do me a favor?" "Anything." "Will you always be with me until the end of this journey?" he inquired. He softly intertwined his fingers on hers as he anticipated her reply. "Yes," she breathes out. "I will." she...
