I slammed the bathroom door shut. Tears streamed down my cheeks, causing my vison to get blurry.
I cannot believe they would think that, I just cannot believe it! I sat on the hard ground in front of the toilet, my hands plastered to my face. This was not at all how I imagined this day to be...it was just a mess.
I stayed in this bathroom weeping for about ten minutes before I realized that I had to go do something. I couldn't just wait in the bathroom before someone starts wondering where I went.
My back ached at the pain of leaning on the toilet for so long when I got up. I dried my tears once more before I peeked out the stall. No one must know I was in here, not even Jess. When she told me the news I tried to play it cool for as long as possible until my mind went hijacked and I ran for the bathroom.
Luckily no one was in here. I got out of the stall, washed my hands as if to pretend I really had went to the bathroom and zipped out the door.
I checked my phone before getting my stuff for period one. Class had already started, but I didn't care.
Everyone turned to glance at me as I slowly opened the door. I stopped and stared at Jess and the teacher, hoping my eyeliner hid my dry eyes. It was getting too awkward so I gripped my folder harder and swiftly sat down at the table my friends were at.
The teacher wrote something on her attendance sheet which I assumed she was marking me late and continued on about her lesson.
Abby, Britt and Jessica all gave me a curious look.
" You ok? Your not usually this late," Abby asked.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" I tried to pull on my most simplistic voice, but it came off edgy.
Abby frowned, "Well ever since Jess told the news about you-"
"Can you just drop that!?" I cut in annoyingly,"I can deal with those idiots later."
The surprise that glimmered in Abby's slowly dissolved to understanding. "Ok, whatever you need."
"What I need is some sleeping pills," I grumbled to myself.
For the rest of the class I was a blank slate. My friends had taken it a pon themselves to leave me alone that period, so that was helpful. I tried to preoccupy my mind with what rides we should go on at bush gardens tomorrow, since I wasn't really a fan of those big, monstrous rollacoasters.
During the end of class I grabbed my stuff and hurried out the door. I could hear the faint yell of Jess calling my name as I stomped up to the third floor.
I had some business to take care of.
Almost instantly I spotted the group of popular girls and a few of the guys. Luckily Cody wasn't with them, he told me earlier that he had to leave early for some appointment. This was the perfect time to confront.
I cracked my knuckles and walked in the middle hall of the third floor, the junior wing. People glanced at me confusingly when I reached the popular group. They knew to always stay away from them if u weren't one of them.
My heart seemed to beat faster at the thought of confronting them. This is gonna cause a scene. I pushed that thought away. So what? They rumored something false about me, so I had to put it at an end. Those bastards I tell you.
I glanced at the clock seeing that there was three minutes left of passing time. I had to make this quick.
I took a breath and brought all of my hidden anger to the surface of my throat. I tapped on one of the blonde girls shoulders who was facing the other direction. At her que, everyone else peered over at me.
I narrowed my eyes,"Hey, you know that stuff u guys said about me isn't true, right?"
She smirked at me and glanced over at her companions before replying.
"And who are you again?" She put her finger on her cheek,"Oh yes, that gold digger who lives one level underneath us. Have you come upstairs to ask your boyfriend if he could buy u some jeweled stripper clothes?" Everyone around her chuckled.
Heat started to rise in my chest and my mouth became dry. I couldn't believe they thought I was some play toy when I was with him. Worst of all, I couldn't believe they would be talking about Cody like this behind his back. He is the most popular boy in 11th grade, after all.
Hearing this made my self control waver,"Our relationship is not like that if your hinting at it, and the reason we became boyfriend and girlfriend was because we liked each other, not because he was rich. I'm rich enough where I can buy my own things."
"That doesn't sound like the way he put it," She sneered.
"Because it isn't, he knows that I love him and he loves me back just as much," All of my heart was certain at this.
"So how much is that? As much as Kanye loves Jay-Z?"
The smirk on each of her groups faces grew wider. I wanted to scream and pull that bitch's hair out. "Shut up, you know that's not true!"
This time a tall brunette girl that was standing next to the girl spoke,"Why don't you run back to your little school wing and talk to him when you guys are in bed? Cause that seems to be working out well."
I couldn't take it. I just couldn't. "FUCK YOU!" I lashed out and swung my hand across that brunette girls petty face. The force was so hard that her head twisted to side. She stumbled just before one of the guys caught her.
I glared at her meanencingly. I didn't care if it left a mark on her face, or the fact that tons of students saw what I did. What I actually cared about was how I was viewed as.
My gaze barley wavered as she loomed 4 inches over me,"You better watch your back because we'll all be coming for you."
I avoided her eyes and saw a big red welt on her face. Satisfaction filled my lungs.
As the bell rang, the group of populars all hovered around her, giving me glaring backward glances.
I sighed and walked back downstairs to my wing. Part of that went as plan, I did wanna hit one of those hoe's faces. But the other part didn't. I didn't get my point across clear enough, and now there still probably call me a gold digger.
I screamed in frustration,"AHH!" A teacher came outside from her classroom and gave me the shush sign. I rolled my eyes at her when she went back inside. How was she supposed to know how I felt? She didn't know.
"Let's just get this school day over with," I murmured.
The only thing I hoped now is that tomorrow wouldn't be as bad as today.
Thanks for all that read this! Up above is a picture of what Cody looks like!
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When we Fall
Action15-year-old Lina has it all. A big house, fancy car, popularity at school, loads of cash, and the best boyfriend someone could ask for. Throughout her entire life she has been a spoiled brat, and never has endured physical pain like others. Until n...
