Being Maisy Carson

1st

Hmm... Now that day is still fresh from my memory. That day was most definitely not awesome.

So, we just got back from the holidays, right, and my current class was English Lit. The girl beside me, I think her name was Kara...  yeah it was definitely Kara, I remember that she was one of the few nice chearleaders at our school.

She asked me if I coppied yesterday's notes, because she was sick and didn't come to school. I told her 'ofcourse',

I may not like school but I did copy notes. As usual, she gave me a genuine smile and glady took the notes from my hands.

But, she is not the person we're talking about in this chapter, so lets skip a few hours shall we. Let's say, lunch...

Okay, now that we're all here, I am going to tell you the story of Ross Mosby... Yeah, you Ross. Hello asshole... oh sorry for cursing, keeping it PG.

I'd say that Ross isn't really one of those people I associate with. He is what the stereotypical highschool would label as 'manwhore'.  He was the school's star football player, which isn't really that surprising because most manwhores are jocks.

No offense to those nice jocks out there.

He was cocky, a jerk and well, a manwhore. I couldn't even count how many girls he sleeps with in a week. He probably has STD, with all the germs living in his testicles. I am sincerly sorry for those who have slept with Manwhore Mosby, including me...

Dun dun dun. Were you guys shock. Can you believe what I just told you?

I know, I know. Its hard to believe that I, Maisy Elizabeth Carson, the sweetheart of Chasity High, slept with the filthiest guy in Chasity High. What are the odds?...

Okay, I'm getting of topic now. So I walked into the cafeteria, that one fine day. The cafeteria served mash potatoes, with pork steak and ceasar salad. And yes, it was Monday that day, so the school served something delicious.

I ran into my best friend Chase, who I accidentally knocked over. Sorry Chase, if you're reading this you know why I am terribly sorry. I won't give you guys the details of what happened after I bumped into Chase, I'm trying to save both of us from the humiliation.

So as I was looking for Elodie, when Ross accidentally knocked me over. Yep, I believe that karma got to me fast as Ross' drink spilled all over my shirt,  my white shirt.

I looked dumbfounded. Not only does that shirt have a big coca cola stain on it, but it was my favorite white shirt. And you know what happens when you get white shirts wet, they become see through.

And that is exactly what happened. The whole student body saw my light blue bra, as my white shirt stuck to it like its life depended on it.

I was humiliated to say the least. Its one thing for something  like that to happen in elementary but its another happening in highschool. Annndddd, I just remembered that Adam was sick and didn't come to school. Jeez, I was so stupid.

One of the jocks helped me up, while Manwhore Mosby tried his very best not to laugh at me. I will not tell you the name of the jock that helped me because he is going to be featured on another part of this video with the name included.

I glared at Ross, and that mere expression made him shut the hell up. I can be terrifying when I wanted to. Don't be fooled by this angelic face, people, there's a demon deep inside it...

Just kidding!!!

But people did tell me, I have that "I'm gonna frickin murder you' face, whenever I'm mad. My younger brother hides in his closet whenever I get angry because he says, and I quote "You're going to castrate me and feed my remainings to the neighbor's dog".

Yeah, my brother has a very big imagination for a thirteen year old. But I bet it'll all vanish after he watches this...

Oh gosh, I'm getting off topic again.

Okay. So, I glared at Ross and that shut him right up. And at that moment I didn't know what I was thinking... I slapped him right across that tan face of his.

By that time, the cafeteria was dead silent. So the noise of me slapping Ross echoed throughout the whole room.

And I don't know why I'm remembering these fricking details that aren't really relevant of this story but anyway...

Both Ross and I were shock. I was shock because I just slapped the living hell out of the school's quarterback. While he's probably shocked because some girl slapped him in the face, and not in the sexual kind of way, if you know what I mean...

Before I even knew what was happening, I was dragged away from the cafeteria by someone with a really strong grip on me.

I quicky snapped my head up to see who was dragging me, and it was no other than Manwhore Mosby himself.

He looked furious to say the least. His hold on my wrist was so tight I thought one of my veins would pop. His other knuckle, the one that wasn't holding my wrist, were clenching and unclenching repeatedly. As if he was trying hard not to do something terrible.

Before I knew what was happening, I was harshly thrown into the janitor's closet. I looked up to see Ross, a deadly smirk plastered across his face.

"Wh-what are you doing?" I stuttered the words out. I wasn't sure what was going on at that moment but I had a bad feeling about it.

He started unbuckling his pants, which I widened my eyes at. I was terrified of what he was going to do. I know that he doesn't have the best temper in the world.

At that exact moment I remembered that time in freshmen year where I gave him a brochure for Anger Management sessions they held at the city hall. I remembered giving it to him cause I heard from someone that he doesn't have the longest temper.

Those were innocent times...

Getting of topic again.

Continue...

"This is punishment for you slapping me infront of the whole school." he whispered rather seductively, with a bit of anger to it.

He tugged at my leggings down slowly...

Ross smirked at me, "This is for humiliating me." he chuckled darkly..

Now, I'm not gonna be descriptive to ya'll of what happened that day. I don't want you guys to be traumatized aswell. But let me tell you the summary of what happened that day.

He raped me.....

Unedited.

Yikes😢😝