Look at What You Did to Me

Chapter 3: Someone Save Me

"Do you know, what Lucy is?" Professor Can asked.

It was biology, the last class of the day, and everyone is just waiting for that bell to ring so we all can get out of this ditch, and hurry away from this cursed place. We have one more minute of this class, and she is still going on through the lesson like there was another hour left of the class.

"Just so you know, nobody is leaving this classroom if someone don't answer my question" She stated just as the bell rang.

Some people were already pushing through the door, when it rang. Everyone groaned. I know the answer to the question, but i just don't feel like saying it, because people hate me 'cause I'm smarter than them. But to save us all, 10 minutes of searching the biology book to find the answer, I just answered.

"Lucy, is a bi-pedaled primate. A homeosapian" (However you spell that. Too lazy to search it up on the dictionary. A/N)

"That is correct, Riska." Professor Can beamed, "You all had better thank her for saving 10 minutes of research. Prepare for your test tomorrow. Have a nice day." She concluded.

Another wave of groans swept through the room, as the students gathered their stuff and rushed out the room. I battled my way through the terrible hallway traffic to make it outside. I'm walking down the all too familiar street, and then heard running behind me. The kidnapping van then came to view, and I realized it was those ignorant people again.

They tried to put a sack over my head, so I did what anyone else would do. I fought. But since it was two against one, it was obvious who would win. The sack came over my head rather roughly, and then one of the guys picked me up. This isn't happening, this isn't happening. I thought frantically, hoping it was all a dream, just wishing it was a dream. The person carrying me plopped me down on a stump, or whatever it was. Ok, it isn't a dream. I thought dryly.

I felt the van moving, and I felt someone's hand rubbing on my thigh. For some reason, I liked it but then I caught myself and lashed out a kick. I think I hit him in his sweet spot, because I heard him curse. There was another person behind me tying my hands together behind my back, then he took off the sack. I looked around at my surroundings. It was only two guys.

Why did I pick today to wear a skirt and a blouse? I whimpered softly. One man came to me with an evil smirk on his lips. He reached out and started unbuttoning my blouse. My eyes grew wide with fear as buttons became undone. Now, I was really scared. My hands were tied to my back, and I have no idea where they are taking me. After a while, the driver stopped, and came to the back where I was tied up. I don't know what he was thinking when he started untieing my hands. Bad choice.

As the last knot was becoming loose, I felt a strange sensation taking up each of the corners of my being. It felt like, I was being controlled by something and without thinking I punched the guy that was undressing me in the nose. I heard a digusting snap when my hand connected with his nose. He flew back a few, and I took that slight distraction, and kneed the driver where it hurts, and kneed the other guy again. I quickly opened the back door and jumped out.

I took a few seconds to conceal my extremely exposed skin, and made a break for it. Since I was blindfolded during the ride, I had absolutely no idea where was I going. I made vast amounts of turns, and somehow, I made it back to the front of my school. I jerked my head to the left then to the right, and back to the left again, before trying to myself presentable. Once, I looked somewhat normal, I skimmed the area where those guys ambushed me to look for my stuff. I found my stuff scattered around, the schoolyard. I'm lucky that no one had found my stuff, because I knew they would have stolen my completed homework, copied all the answers then ripped it up, and throw it in the garbage. (That actually happened to me once. It was not a pretty site, especially because I hunted those people down.... A/N)

After picking up my discarded items, I hurried home. To my relief, my parents weren't home, so it saved me the trouble of explaining why I was so late. I looked at the clock, and it read 6:00 pm and school ended at 3. Knowing that they should be home soon, I flew up the stairs and took a shower, and put some other clothes on.

When I got out, I heard the front door open. "Riska!!!!" My mom yelled out, "Are you up there?"

Quickly saying a prayer for letting me be finished before my mom came in. "Yeah, I'm here. I was just doing some research!!!" I yelled back. The door was closed so I had to yell so she would hear me downstairs.

"Ok, what do you want to eat?" She asked.

Now that she mentioned food, I didn't realized how hungry I was. My stomach confirmed it. My little encounter with those men must have took away my appetite.

"I would kill for some fried chicken, white rice, and some spinach." I said in a regular tone, when I opened my room door.

I heard her laugh, as she walked into the kitchen. I was about to ask what was she laughing about, but decided against it. I would figure out later. As I was slipping on some comfortable shorts, and a tube top, my consiousness was battling over if I should tell my parents about my encounter, or just don't say anything at all.

Well, the 'Don't say anything' thought had won, and I played through with it. A delicious waft slid into my room from the crack under the door. My stomach growled impatiently. I think my food is ready. Since I am feeling extremely tired to walk down all of those stairs, I climbed on the banister and slid down the length, squealing like a little kid.

I went headfirst to my food that was set on the table. "You look like you just got let out of prison." My mom said, shaking her head unapprovingly, but the tilt of the ends of her lips, made her appearance quite funny.

"Can I have a bus pass?"

The Next Day

I couldn't pay attention to the teacher. My thoughts were back to yesterday. That event is haunting me, I have to tell someone. I looked to my right and saw Sam doodling on her notebook. I tore a piece of paper as discreetly as possible and scribbled 'I need to tell you something' on it. I balled it up and threw it to head. It landed on her drawing and her head snapped towards my direction. I motioned my eyes toward the paper ball.

I turned my head away from her so we don't get caught. The paper ball came towards me, and I quickly read it before shoving it in my purse, smiling internally.

"Oh my god are you serious. How could people be so shi-" She said, but didn't get to finish her sentence because the bell cut her off.

"Come on.. We are late." I told her.

We ran around a corner but I didn't make it. I crashed into someone and I fell backwards. Before I can make contact with the ground, a strong hand caught me.

"I'm sorry." I apologized. "Are you oka-" I was lost for words as I stared up at the most gorgeous guy I have ever seen.

For a while we just stood there. Looking at each other, then I got pulled back. "Sorry, but we have to get to class." Sam said, pulling me to our next class. I couldn't turn back to look at him or else I would trip and fall, therefore embarrassing myself even more.

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I present to you Chapter 3: revised.

Picture: Sam, Riska's friend.