History Class

Chapter Four: Second Day

Today is the second day of school and to Regina my first day of hell. I drive to school grimly and enter the school with an annoyed look on my face. Yay, I can see her just ahead- Note the sarcasm.

"Hello sweet pooch." Cruella says "Follow me sweet."

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"To class of course!" Cruella says as she enters Mr. Jones' class "You should go sit by Regina."

I can see other students here and Mr. Jones is at his desk "What do you want Regina?" I spit out.

"Well aren't you a feisty one?" She says "I want you to kiss Neal."

"Not going to happen." I say reluctantly.

"Really, I guess I can send this picture to everyone in the school then." She says. There is nothing that I can do to stop her, but I am not going to kiss Neal.

"Go ahead then ruin my life, but I'll have you know that I don't care."

"Okay then." She hit send and everyone's phone lit up even, Mr. Jones. How she has his number I don't know.

People were just staring at me and it was hard to take but I needed to prove that Regina couldn't ruin my life without my consent. I am not going to let this petty thing get to me. That's when everyone started whispering and laughing, pointing at me and showing others the picture. I ran out to my car, little did I know I was being followed.

I opened my car door but it was immediately closed by someone else, Mr. Jones.

"Emma?" He asks I just stand there not making eye contact.

"Please just let me go home."

"Emma, you know you can't just leave school, why didn't you tell anyone?"

"It's not like anything would be different, if I would've told then she would of sent the pictures anyway, and I was not going to kiss Neal." I say starting to break down again. I open my door and step inside he looks at me shocked. I back up and drive home. He shouts at me to come back. I knew that today was not going to be a good day.

I enter the house and slam the door, I could tell my mom was home because I heard glass break. I tried to avoid her and I ran upstairs into my bathroom, and just cried.

"Emma please, what's wrong?"

"NOTHING!" I sob.

"Emma, open this door now." she says, the careness in her voice leaving.

"No." I say locking the door.

"Open or you are grounded."

"GROUNDED FOR BEING SAD?!?! THAT IS ABSURD!" I scream punching the counter. I hear the bones in my hand crack. Great. I run out to my car again and drive but not before grabbing my razor. I drove into the forest and just sat on a log.

I pull up my sleeve and don't stop until there is no room left on my arm. There is blood everywhere and still dripping, that's when I hear footsteps behind me. Guess who it is, Mal...

"Aw, is the little Emma sad?" She said taking a picture of me.

"Go away." I mutter under my breath.

"Someone is in a crappy mood."

"I said GO AWAY!" I scream push her to the ground.

"You are going to regret that." She stood up and left.

What did I just do? I ask myself.