Stephanie was a spitfire waiting to be put out by water.
And that was exactly what I did next.
I opened the cap of my water bottle and turned it over, pouring all of it out onto her stupid blonde head.
Once it was empty, she next out a choked gasp and glared at me.
She was about make a move to grab at my hair before Benjamin stepped in front of me and grabbed her wrist.
"Benjamin? What the hell are you doing? Let me at her!"
Her high pitched voice was immediately cut off when Benjamin forcibly dragged her to a notorious teacher's classroom next door.
Mr. Johnson was a man that had a booming voice, and he held an unlimited amount of power over all the students; no one dared to disobey him, and no one dared to talk back.
He was the younger brother of the headmaster of our middle school.
"Sir, Stephanie here has been bullying Myra again. I don't think her counselor will be much help anymore. She can't get it through her thick skull."
Stephanie scoffed and crossed her arms defiantly,"I don't think you even know what you're talking about!"
"I am not as hard-headed and stubborn as you, so I suggest you back the fuck off. This will be my last warning to you Stephanie. Anymore, and I will ruin you."
Benjamin growled and roughly shoved her into the classroom with Mr. Johnson and slammed the door shut.
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The Girl Who Couldn't Speak ✓
Short StoryMama told me that I was a beautiful girl when I was little. Mama said that I had the prettiest tan skin, soft wavy black hair, and the most enchanting emerald eyes. She always called me her bundle of joy. Then she got very sad when she told me that...
