The nerd's a villain

The nerd turns nasty!

The bell rings to signal the end of the day. I grab my bags and books, slam my homework on the desk and rush out of the classroom. I really need to avoid the bullies who follow me home everyday. Marcus is the main one, but his accomplices are just as bad. They're called Courtney and Chase. Courtney wears a ton of makeup and has dated almost every boy in our year. I know that it seems ridiculous, me getting bullied by someone who is more makeup than brain cells but she is vicious. She is tall, which means she can lean over my as she hits me, she is strong and, even if you go down, she will still keep hitting and kicking until somebody stops her. His other sidekick is Chase, he is tall and beefy. I'd recommend not becoming his enemy, or you'll be sorry. I am walking home and they haven't stopped me yet so I think I'll be fine. Until I hear a noise that turns my stomach
"Hey Jessie, where are you going on such a hurry?"
My hands start to shake, but I carry on walking
"I said where are you going!" It's the voice of Marcus who taunts me. My breathing becomes heavier and I start to walk faster. There they are stood right in front of me now. All with grins and smirks on their ugly faces. Courtney steps forward and punches me, hard, in the face. My nose spurts out with blood, but she is not done there. She hits me in my abdomen and then, when I crouch, she pulls my hair up and punches me in the mouth.

"Now," says Marcus, enjoying every moment "I would hit you, but you're a girl so technically I can't. But, Chase doesn't care about that!" Chase steps forward and kicks me in the side. I fall to the ground and he kicks me again, in my ribs, and then in my face. I hear another voice, a deep smooth one, shout
"Hey, leave her alone." I hear shouts and feet running and then I feel arms wrap around me and lift me up. The body to the voice carries me in his arms and walks forward. When I wake up, I am in my bed at home. I walk into the bathroom and take a look in the mirror. Unsurprisingly, I look awful. My eye is black and blue, my lip is split and my nose looks broken. My blonde hair is scraped, messily, into a ponytail and my green eyes are blotchy. Let's just say that I have seen better days! My mum tells me that I won't be going to school this week, which is fine by me. I need to rest, apparently, and school will just stress me out. She says that Mathew hill brought me home and said that the three had beaten me up. That's nice to think that he brought me home, and not some stranger. So, my mum has told the school. Great, now they'll hate me even more. I walk into my room and get some sleep.

It's Monday and I've got to go back to school. Yeah, I admit it, I'm scared. Really scared. As slow as I possibly can, I have breakfast, get dressed and walk to school. Well, I would walk to school if my parents weren't worried, so instead I get a lift from my dad. I bet I look like even more of a loser now. My cuts have only just healed and I'm still bruised on my jaw and eye. When I walk in, everybody stares at me and whispers. Courtney has probably spread it around the whole school by now! I put my bags in my locker when I am greeted by a friendly voice.
"Hi, how are you?" I turn around to see Matt standing there, smiling at me.
"Ooo, it's worse than I thought!"
"Cheers Matt, I can always count on you to make me feel better(!)" I say sarcastically. He laughs.
"I guess I should thank you, you know, for taking me home, so thanks."
"Don't worry about it, it's fine!" He smiles at me again, which makes my stomach flutter. Matt turns and walks to lesson, and I follow. Marcus is in my class, but Courtney and Chase aren't. Marcus is a lot less cocky without his backup, but he is still evil. The worst thing about it, is that he's passive aggressive, so nobody notices apart from the people who are getting bullied by him. Wickedly, he smiles at me and I don't return it. After lesson, they team up and find me again.
"Hey Jessie, your mum rung up the school about us," my stomach lurches, I knew that would aggravate them.
"How pathetic is that, you can't even stand up for yourself!" His sidekicks cackle and I turn to face him. My muscles twitch and I clench my fist.
Ignore it, I think, don't retaliate
"You're just like your sister," my blood boils "didn't she kill herself because she was getting bullied? She was a pathetic coward, just-like-you!"
That is the final straw. I throw my fist at his nose. It hurts, but I don't stop there. I keep hitting and kicking until there's nothing left. My face is streaked with tears and he is on the floor."don't- ever- talk about my sister! Do you hear me?" He doesn't answer. I shout "I SAID DO YOU HEAR ME!" He whimpers and I walk away.

I have left the school building and it's raining. I am crying but nobody is here to see me.
"Jessica, Jessica wait!"
I stop and Matt puts his hands on my shoulder.
"Are you okay?" I brush his hand off and say "I'm fine!" I walk away.
When I get home I rip off my blazer and throw down my bag. I have to go. I can't go back to school. My uniform comes off and I put on some clothes. I am going to run away. I write a note for my parents
ᴰᴱᴬᴿ ᴹᵁᴹ + ᴰᴬᴰ
ᴵ'ᴹ ˢᴼ ˢᴼ ˢᴼᴿᴿᵞ. ᴵ ᶜᴬᴺ'ᵀ ˢᵀᴬᵞ ᴴᴱᴿᴱ.  ᴵ ᴴᴬᵛᴱ ᴿᵁᴺ ᴬᵂᴬᵞ ᴬᴺᴰ ᴬᴹ ᶜᴼᴹᴵᴺᴳ ᴮᴬᶜᴷ, ᴵ ᴸᴼᵛᴱ ᵞᴼᵁ ˢᴼ ᴹᵁᶜᴴ ᴮᵁᵀ ᴵ ᶜᴬᴺ'ᵀ ᴮᴱ ˢᵀᴿᴼᴺᴳ ᴬᴺᵞᴹᴼᴿᴱ. ᴵ ᴰᴼᴺ'ᵀ ᴷᴺᴼᵂ ᵂᴴᴱᴿᴱ ᴵ'ᴹ ᴳᴼᴵᴺᴳ ᴮᵁᵀ ᴵᵀˢ ᶠᴬᴿ ᴬᵂᴬᵞ ᶠᴿᴼᴹ ᴴᴱᴿᴱ.
ᴸᴼᵛᴱ ᴶᴱˢˢᴵᴱ.
I put the note on the side and pack my bag. Taking one last look, I finally leave. I walk for miles and it's dark now, I take a short cut through an abandoned, dark alleyway. I walk past a building called "The Misfits." A wiry woman with white hair. Her red lipstick is smudged and her face is pale.
"Ah," she says "another one!"
"I'm sorry, another one what?"
"A Misfit, darling! Come in, come In!"
Apprehensively, I go in. Inside is a group of people, at least 15. Women with messy hair and tattoos, men with just the same, all staring at me. She takes me into a room, with pictures and newspaper cuttings of crimes in our area. There is leather furniture and some really odd wallpaper. I sit down on a ripped chair and she sits in front of me.
"My name is A, what's yours?"
"Jessica, Layton."
"Oh no no no. That will not do, you'll have to change it!"
"What? Why?"
"You do know what The Misfits is, don't you?"
I shake my head and she rolls her eyes
"The Misfits is a criminal's club. We were all either bullied or left by our parents, and now we seek revenge. My name was originally Abigail Cason, but I didn't think that was good enough, so I called myself A. We have the Crow, he has black hair and wears black clothes. He will hunt, in the middle of the day. He was originally Allen Clarke. We have Lil Devil, originally Hayley Quickston, and so many more. So what's your name?"
I had to think, Matt called me Jessie, I like that, and once, I went on holiday. It was the best place ever. White sand and bright blue seas. It was called Jericho. That's it!
"Jessie Jericho." I say. She smiles, satisfyingly. "Good, now let's get you a new look!" She takes me up the stairs and through a long corridor. We come to a room with a large white door. She opens it and we walk in and there. There is a huge wardrobe, full of clothes, a cupboard full of hair dies, a piercing station and a tattoo place. A girl walks in with yellow hair and piercings in her nose. On her arm is a name that has been tattooed, but I can't make it out. "This is Wasp, she used to hate wasps, so she embraced that and became Wasp. Her name was Molly, that is what's tattooed on her arm."
"So," says Wasp "this is the new recruit then!" She comes up to me and leans in front of me "don't worry, we'll make a criminal out of you" she whispers, smiles and then exits
"Believe it or not, wasp is only 16! How old are you?"
"15."
"Go and pick some clothes, a hair die, a tattoo stencil and what piercing you want."
I walk over to the wardrobe a pick out some clothes. A blue vest, black leather pants and a black leather jacket. My hair is blonde, a bit too girly, so I pick a light blue colour. I walk over to the tattoo parlour and look at some stencils. I pick an infinity sign and two diamonds, my piercing will be a skull in the top of my ear and a ring in my nose. A dyes my hair and I get changed. A pierces me and I look, different
"You look lovely, Jessie!" States A.
So this is me, Jessie Jericho, the newest member of The Misfits.