You Don't Know Me

Chapter 25| "I Can Handle Myself"

"Hey guys" I walk walking up to our usual meeting spot in the courtyard.

"Hey" they each respond.

"Where were you?" Jake asks.

"I was just... talking to someone" I say hoping he doesn't catch on, but being my good friend he does.

"Really Lexi?" he asks sounding amused yet frustrated.

"He had it coming!" I defend.

"What'd he do" Josh asks.

"You can't beat him up, I'll get in to much trouble" I tell them cautiously.

"Why would we beat him up?" Jake asks slowly his eye widening.

"Well he was trying to flirt, and he did some unthinkable things. I'm not going into detail about his wandering hands" I tell them wincing since I know what the reaction will be.

These guys are as protective as Brian, not Thomas he's far too protective to be compared to. This happened before and the kid ended up in the hospital. I almost felt bad for him, but he can't treat girls like property toys.

"Alexandra, this is the one and only time I will hope your answer will be yes when I ask this... did you beat him up?" Will asks.

I nod. "Got him good. Broken nose is what I took it to" I tell them.

"Good." Josh says. "I hate guys like that, and you know we don't want anything like that happening to you, you're our best friend and that's something nobody should go through."

"Thanks guys, but I can handle myself" I tell them.

"We know." they respond just as the bell rings.

We enter the school separating to our classes for the day.

I hate being treated like a toy.

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For the last period I walk into the locker room and change into my PE clothes.

This is probably one of my favourite classes, so I ignore the complaints and groaning coming from the other girls.

I put my caramel hair into a high ponytail and walk out of the room and into the gym.

Mrs. Peckin walks in just after the rest of the girls come.

"Alright class, today is another dodgeball day. Alexandra and Wayne, you're captains choose your teams.

I head to the front with Wayne and I decide on choosing the people who actually play. After choosing a few people, making sure not to get someone who won't try there's the last handful.

"Neil" I call letting him come behind me.

"Chad" Wayne says beckoning Chad on his team.

"Kristen" I say calling one of the only girls who actually plays.

"Jay" Wayne calls his best friend.

"Brent" I call once I see him looking at me hopefully. It's not like he's bad anyway.

"Lionel" Wayne calls the second last person.

My team ends up with the last person who's actually a new girl named Angela. No idea if she's going to play for real or not.

Mrs. Peckin puts 6 red dodgeballs on the middle of the gym and blows her whistle letting us know the game has started.

My team has five people run to the middle and we end up grabbing four as the other team grabs two.

Someone aims for me, but I spin to my left as fast as I can.

I throw the ball hitting a kid running back from the middle.

My team takes a plan that I called for. We wait for them to throw all the dodgeballs on our side and each dodgeball is now in our possession.

Spreading out we form a wall against the defenseless team and aim for anyone we can. 

"Three! Two! One!" I yell as everyone simultaneously throws the ball effectively getting 6 people out.

I chose my team well.

Dodging the attacks I lose 2 players I watch as Angela catches a dodgeball aimed at her getting a player back in ad she whips the ball at Wayne effectively hitting his shoulder getting him out.

She's good.

The guys chuckle at Wayne and I know exactly why it's funny. It's because a girl got him out. He got hit by a girl, that's why they're laughing.

They think that girls are weak, which makes it funny when someone gets beat by a girl. It's because that means they're 'weak'. Just because a girl beat them, it means they're weak.

There are even phrases like 'you throw like a girl' or 'you're such a girl' as if it's an insult.

My blood boils from thinking about how messed up some people can be. It's sexism, and it's not fair.

I aim a ball at one of the guys laughing and whip it at him as hard as I can.

It hits him right in the stomach causing him to lose some air a bit and stumble backwards as he looks up and sees me.

I smirk tilting my head in accomplishment.

He stops laughing and walks off to the bleachers since he got out.

In the end my team won. Like I had planned. I'm not arrogant or anything, I'm just underestimated since I'm a girl. When they think I'm weak they don't try their hardest basically letting me win.

I change back into my clothes and head to my locker grabbing my homework and skateboard making sure to meet up with the guys before leaving.

We decided on going to my house this afternoon so we get to my house and get out homework done, which doesn't take long and we head straight to my basement to play some video games.

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"Seriously Lexi, can't you just give me a chance, I can't even walk without dying" Will complains.

"Not gonna happen" I say killing Will's character again.

"Oh come on!" he yells when the game tells him he ran out of lives.

"And I win" I smirk.

"Yeah yeah, alright guys, let's go it's like six now" Will says putting the controller down and standing up with the rest of the guys.

"Bye guys" I say in a taunting tone stifling a laugh.

"Bye." They each say in unison.

Laughing as I hear the front door close.

Grabbing a small dinner I get into pyjamas I fall asleep late with the thought of today in my head.

Why am I treated like lower class for my gender? Why does being a girl mean I'm 'weak'? Why am I treated like this?

I'll show them.

Girls are not toys.