Terminally Flushed

Little Miss Nobody

"[f/n], are you sure you have everything? Schedule, notebooks, all of it?" Miss F frantically checked my bag for me, double and triple checking that I have all my supplies. "Yes, yes, yes. How many times do I have to say it? Can I have my bag back? I'm gonna be late." I reached for my bag for my foster mother before she could say anything, then quickly exited the car. Her real daughter, Jenni, sat in the backseat waiting to be taken to her first day of 2nd grade. Without looking back or even looking up, I hurried towards the Main Office so I could meet my student guide.

While I was putting my bag back on, a student ran into me quite hard. The impact made me fall on my butt into some dirt. "Great. These were my only [f/c] pants. Miss F is gonna have a bitchfit." I mumbled. "Hey. I'm motherfucking sorry about that." A gruffy voice spoke above me before a hand reached down to help me up. Despite its rough looking texture, the hand was soft and gentle. After being hoisted up and a little dusting on my pants, I didn't even look at the guy before quickly walking back towards the office, grumbling a "thank you" as I walked away. I guess he was a bit too dumbfounded to catch up.eaching the main office, I quickly sat down and waited for my guide. The secretary said she'll be here in a few minutes. God, I'm really hoping she isn't one of those bitchy popular girls that only does this to seem like she's into helping people. The perfect start to a new life, become the preppy girl's new target. It took about 10 minutes. Longest 10 minutes of my goddamn life. I turn my head to the door to see a girl about my age and my height. Her aura was just emanating with superiority. From her black converse to her jean jacket, which was missing a sleeve. Why was it missing a sleeve? It took me a minute to realize she had a robotic arm. Trying not to stare, I looked up at her face. She was wearing odd glasses, the left was completely blacked out. That was when I made a mistake. I looked into her eyes. Never look into the eyes of a girl like her.

"Is this the new bait-er i mean the newbie?" She tried to sound innocent, trying to keep her reputation with the faculty clean. The secretary nodded, not saying a word. The girl just smiled and grabbed my hand, practically dragging me out of my seat. "Thanks, I'll take gooooooood care of her." I did not like the sound of that. "Hi, newbie. I'm Vriska. I can tell we're gonna be great friends!" Please kill me now.

As soon as we were out of the office, she dropped me like a piece of mystery meat. That was fast. Outside the office was a group of other girls. Her followers. Once Vriska dropped me, they all giggled. "Annoying hyenas," I mumbled. They stopped, two of them grabbing my arms and dragging me down an empty hallway while another picked up my bag. Vriska followed her little minions.

"I don't know who you think you are but know this. This school is mine, I'm the queen here. You're just a nobody." Vriska spat her words at me while I was still on the ground. Her minions hadn't bothered letting me go so yeah, I obviously couldn't get up. Then, as if Vriska gave a silent command, they all started kicking me. Not hard enough to break bones but hard enough to bruise. Just when I started tasting blood, they all stopped in unison. Well, one of them gave me an extra kick but then they stopped.

At the end of the hall was a tall figure. The light was behind him so I couldn't get a good look at his face. I could tell he was wearing baggy pants and a pretty loose t-shirt. "Well, well. What do we have here? Just keep walking, Gamzee." Vriska tried ordering the boy, Gamzee, but he didn't move. "Why? So you can motherfucking beat this girl more when she didn't do shit to you?" His voice was gruffy. Wait, this was the guy I bumped into earlier. What's he doing here? The bell already rang so class is already started. "We're just showing her who she should be afraid of. It's none of your concern." "Now it is. Leave her the mother fuck alone. Now." He started walking towards us, slow but somehow graceful strides. "Oh, is the big bad clown gonna stop me?" The bitch gave me a hard kick. Probably to provoke this guy, maybe he isn't gonna do anything. I'm in deep shit.

He finally reached Vriska, his face towering over hers. I could see why she called his a clown. His black hair was messy and his face was covered with white and dark grey makeup, resembling a clown. Somehow, he was quite handsome with it. It made his purple eyes brighter than I guess it would without the makeup. Vriska wasn't afraid, standing her ground. But I could see a slight twitch in her leg. She was nervous. I soon found out why.
Gamzee raised his hand to her face, no. Her throat. Grabbing her throat, he pushed her against the wall. That's when she looked scared. Her minions started slowly backing away until they were out of the hallway. I never moved from my spot on the ground, afraid that if I moved, the attention would be put back on me. "Yes, this big bad motherfucking clown is gonna stop you. Leave her alone before I go motherfucking crazy. You know how I motherfucking get when I get crazy." He kept his voice low but there was so much power in it. Vriska, unable to speak with his hand pushing against her throat, only gave a slight nod. With that, he let her go. She dropped to the floor. I didn't even notice he picked her up. Slowly, she started walking away, rubbing her neck. Before she left, she gave me a disturbing glare that practically screamed 'I'm gonna get you for this.' Oh great, not even 30 minutes into my first day and I already have an enemy.

A hand on my shoulder made me jump a bit. It was Gamzee. He held his hand out, waiting for me to take it so he can help me up. I took his hand and stood up. My bag and books were scattered on the floor. Sighing, I started picking up my things. Reaching for my last notebook, I touched a hand instead. I quickly lifted my head to see that Gamzee was helping me. There was a slight smile on his face. "Hey. I'm motherfucking sorry about bumping you earlier. Need to watch where I'm going more often." "Ye-yeah. It was my fault. I just wanted to get to the office." "First day?" I nodded a bit, looking down when I felt my cheeks heating up. Why am I blushing? "What's your first class? I'm a better motherfucking guide than Vriska. I'm Gamzee, by the way. "[F/n] and my first class is English with Mr. ..." I grabbed my schedule to find the name. "Mr. Vantas" He chuckled. "Mind if I see your schedule?" I handed him my schedule, our hands touching for only a slight moment. Wow, his hands look quite rough but they're actually pretty soft. He examined my schedule. "Motherfuck. We have the same schedule. Ain't that motherfucking something? Here, I'll show you where class is." Chuckling, he hand me my schedule. We started walking down the hall, Gamzee smiling like nothing happened back there. How can he seem so calm? My sides hurt as we walked but I can take a little pain. As we walked, he had a bit of a skip in his step like he didn't have a care in the world. Was there something I missed back there? This day is gonna be interesting.