Gena's Recycling Bin

You +Me = Chaos 1

Okay So I'm going to be adding new chapters to this Story. IT is going to be edited and I'm going to slow things down and change parts of stories. So if you want you can reread the story. I'm going to show more of their relationship during school time as well.

“You bitch!” I punched Gina square in the jaw. She started it when she had pushed me into the desk. I had done nothing to her but ignore her petty attempts to make me angry. She blinked a few times before throwing a punch my way. I tried to dodge it but she was surprisingly fast and hit me in the shoulder. I angrily grabbed her by her hair and slammed her head against the nearest locker. She kicked me, making me let her go. She stood there, looking like an angry gorilla huffing and puffing. I wouldn't put it passed her to start acting like a monkey too. She threw another punch at me but I stopped her midway. Before she could do anything else, our Spanish teacher separated us.

“Stop, stop fighting both of you!” Mr. Blu utters, his face red from rage. This is the third time this week we've fought. “To the principal’s office now!” He points angrily to the hand carved, wooden doors at the very end of the hall.

I noticed that my shoulder became stiff and started to ache as I walked off to the principal’s office. I was hurt and hadn't noticed, thanks to the adrenalin running through my veins. I pushed the door open, not caring if someone was in there. I know, he already knows I'm coming. He finally got a way to kick me out of this school. The only joy that will come out of me being expelled from this school is that I don't have to look at the principal or Gina ever again, hopefully.

“Miss Bonita, come in.” I smirk at him, stirring the hate he has for me. He took an instant disliking to me the first day I came to this school. I have no idea why, maybe it was because I trashed his car. Nah, I don't think so since I gave him a new one.

“Hello Mr. Dude.” He growled softly, trying to hold back his anger. I never bothered to learn his name, so I just called him that. “So how much trouble am I in this time?” I ask, just to hear him say it.

“You have fought three times this week and you were warned that if it happens again you would be expelled and you didn't listen. So, by Monday morning we want your locker cleaned out and you gone from this school. Shaylsse Bonita, you are officially expelled from this school.” He says smugly. I just shrug my shoulders and walk out of his office.

I am now sitting at home listening to my older sister rant about how ashamed she is because of me. I tuned her out until she said something I could answer.

“I can't believe you got expelled from the school. It's one of the most prestige schools in the country.” Andréa shrieks. “You were fighting and started it? Didn't I raise you better?”

“I swear to god that I didn't start it. I was trying to prevent it, when she started pushing me.” I uttered, trying to unravel the lie Mr. Dude said. “The principal lied to you because he hates me and wanted to make my life miserable since I didn't really care about being expelled.” She shook her head and mumbled an apology for not asking me what happened first. “You don't have to apologize, I do. I should have banged her head harder against the locker. So I'm sorry.” I said, making Andréa snort but then burst out laughing.

A week had passed since I was kicked out from school, and we were still looking for a school for me to go to. Andréa said that she wanted to find a school where I would get a great education and would stop getting in trouble. So today she is going to look at a smaller school.

“Hey Shay, Andréa just texted me and said she found the perfect school for you. Apparently, the kids there are smart and they have smart people classes.” My sister Lily screams from the stairs; her straight crimson hair covering her pretty face. I groan; I really wanted to stay home forever and become a hobo.