Chapter 9: Ce n'est que le debut

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Tyler's P.O.V

I push Leila aside and stand in front of Hailey that actually looks prettier angry.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" She says heavily.
"She's a bitch!" I reply
She turns her back on me and walks away.
"You little asshole will pay for that" Leila says
"Won't you shut the *uck off?!"
I run after Hailey.
"Hailey wait!"I scream.
I run and pull her arm so she can face me.
"Leave me alone" she says
"Please I'm sorry"
"A sorry will not change the fact that you almost killed her!"
"I know but..."
"But what?!"
"She hum..."
"Okay I'm done here!" She says starting to walk away.
"She insulted my mother that is in the hospital right now"
"Oh" She says coming back
"I didn't know, I'm sorry"
I hug her, I don't really know why but I do. I close my eyes and relax. Her skin is so soft, as if I was touching a cloud. She's my little cloud.

When I open my eyes, I see everyone looking at us then I see Leila running to me. The hell is wrong with her?

"You son of a bitch I'm gonna make you regret the day you were born!" She continues
"You and your little dolly you have in your strong arms will get expelled right away. I pity for you, look at you two, you think you will take away from me my golden throne, you are totally wrong, I'm gonna get back together with Max and we will be prom king and queen" she doesn't have the time to finish her sentence because I punch her in the face. Everybody laughs but stop when we hear heels clacking on the floor. It's the principal, Miss Perkins. Hailey and I walk together towards the principals office with of course Leila and her broken nose following behind. We all sit on the chairs in front of her desk.

The door knocks and our French teacher Jean Louis Hubert opens the door.
He starts talking with his horrible English accent:
"Bonjour madame la directrice, comment allez vous? I saw all the scene from the beginning, when Leila insulted him and his mother and when he punched her in the face." He says
"Are you sure mister Hubert?"
Oh I didn't know Hubert was his family name.
"He's lying!" Leila shouts to the principal
"Enough Leila!" She replies

Hailey and I look at each other smiling. She's really pretty, her hair and eyes are shining due to the sun: she should sit under the sun more often. The more I get to know her the more I want to know more. And she's so so nice and intelligent, she's so perfect.

"You little French gnome you'll have to deal with my dad afterwards! You liar!" Leila fires back
"Enough I said!" Miss Perkins says trying to stop Leila but she won't shut up so she tries a different method.

"Okay Leila if you say mister Hubert is lying then tell us your version"
"Okay" She says with blood coming out her broken nose.
"I was talking to Ashley when Tyler came and pushed Ashley away so we could stay only the two of us alone" She continues but I stop her
"WHAT?!" I scream standing up, I really wanna break her nose one more time.
"Sit" The principal says. I listen to her and sit down.
The Skank continues
"Tyler told me he wanted me to come to his house to have fun but I didn't want to. He started forcing me and I slapped him. Then he punched me for some reason and I don't have a clue why he would do that." She starts crying. The fuck?!
"And then I told him I was sorry and he punched me again" That bitch says still crying.

"Oookkkaaayyy" Says the principal. I hope she doesn't believe her cause she just invented that story, she's unbelievable. Miss Perkins stands up, she winks at me and Hailey and starts talking.
"Stop pretending to cry Leila"
"I'm not pretending, all I said was true" Leila says.
"I know you're telling the truth, Hailey and Tyler are getting expelled"

Hailey and I look at each other. Is it a joke?! What is happening, what have I done. I shouldn't have broken her nose, this whole thing was a bad idea. What am I gonna do Hailey is going to hate me forever. Leila smiles at me and Hailey before she stands up. I could see that Hailey wanted to jump on her and pull her hair.

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