Bliss

Bliss 04 | Quarter of a Superman

{song of the chapter: One call away by Charlie Puth}

"All of us need someone to rely on, someone to hold, someone to cry on their shoulder. It doesn't have to be a lover, it can simply be a friend. Or not."

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• Rosalie Scott •

"I have a few ideas," I told her. And that was true, she must've felt jealous when Clavin grabbed me, and told me to stay earlier today.

She paused, her perfect full lips formed into a smile, "enlighten me, then, maybe there would be no reason for us to do this," She shrugged slightly.

I hummed, acting like I was thinking. It was obvious from this situation that she was a bully, and I hated bullies. So, I wasn't giving her the satisfaction of winning, "My main reason is; that you're acting like a pathetic insecure little bully," Her smile faded slowly. It sent chills down my spine.

She raised a hand, her nails popping out like wolf claws, "Gabi," She said, as the one on her left stepped forward, and slapped me. I gasped, my hands cupped my burning cheek.

"You had no right to do that!" I snapped, my cheek continued pounding.

Olivia rolled her eyes, "Of course I do," She said as a-matter-of-fact, then she continued without further explanation, "I have a copy of your profile, and I recognized you from that restaurant. Poor, trash you are. I own you, here,"

I gritted my teeth, suddenly more angry at her then I already was. I was ready to hit her, do anything to release my anger. But I stopped myself by clutching my fists. I can't afford that, I could be thrown out of school for it, and I didn't want to get out of this school, unless I'm wearing a graduation cap and gown. "I'm leaving, now," I said, turning around, but I was pushed again.

"Did I allow you to leave, yet? I don't think so," She said bitterly, I faced her again. "I can make your life a living hell, you dim-witted bitch. You'd wish that you don't wake up in the morning,"

"You're full of shit, you should really visit a shrink," I spat, making her angrier than she already was. I felt my hair was being pulled up from behind, I let out a small cry.

Olivia laughed. Never have I heard a laugh that sounded this diabolical, but now I did. "It's okay Grace, she didn't mean that, you're going to ruin her only good feature," She let go of my hair, pushing my head forward in the process.

I looked at Olivia, trying to find any kind of remorse or pity. Or even sorry. But nothing, as if she was an emotionless robot, she was good at hiding, or she really doesn't feel anything about what she's doing to me.

I never understood bullies. I've been bullied before, I won't lie, but I didn't expect that here. Back to the point, I wanted to know how they think. Do they enjoy doing this? Does it give them some kind of satisfaction? Fill a hole in their lives? Does it make them look tough, cooler? Do they think that? But I won't bother asking. I asked once before, and I ended up getting a shower with five sodas.

Good memories.

"I did mean it. And now, I'm going to go, I don't have time for your insanity. Or your minions." I used all of my strength to push the two girls away, and hurried out, but to bump into another girl outside. My eyes widened as I turned to the other way but found another one. How many are they?

I gulped before I heard my new favorite voice, "What's going on here?" Calvin was just going down the stairs, I looked around us, and found no students. They must've left. But why was he still here? I didn't care, but I hope he's enough to distract them. Of course he's enough.