Demented

Chapter Seven

I run to my locker to prepare for our last class, Psychology.

When I unlock my locker I immediately shove all the requirements, homeworks, and project papers in my hands. All for psychology.

I wait outside the classroom door of Psychology class.

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"Asha, look at Ana."

"I know, Hailey."

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

Hailey asks Asha.

Asha looks at Hailey with an evil grin.

"Lets go." said Asha.

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When I look around at the halls blankly I notice Hailey and Asha coming towards me. Fuck.

"Give me that." Asha demands while grabbing my papers.

I follow Asha and Hailey down the hall. I realize they are heading to the exit doors. When they step outside, they turn right and does the unexpected.

"No! Don't! Please." Before I could finish my sentence they had dumped all my hard work into the fountain.

I couldn't resist but walk over there and make my palm meet Asha's face.

"You bitch!" She shouts.

Hailey runs away.

She starts to pull my hair so hard I feel my scalp swelling.

I fight back and ball up my fist and hit her right in her stomach. My sleeves start to fold up. She digs her sharp nails in my scars making me tear up and scream in agonizing pain.

"Stop this fight at once!" The adviser shouts.

She lets go of my hair and unburies her nails from my bleeding skin. Before anyone notices, I cover the scars not minding the blood that was about to stain my jacket. When I look around I see Hailey standing behind the furious adviser.

"What happened?" He asks.

Before Asha can make up an excuse to get away, I spoke first.

"She threw all my papers down the fountain!" I point to the floating papers.

The adviser looks anguished at Asha's action. Though, he seemed convinced of the truth.

"What are all those papers for?"

"My requirements and my works for Psychology."

He then looks at Asha.

"Come into my office after your classes." He walks back to the campus.

"I'm going to fucking kill you." Asha threatens.

I suddenly feel better by her damages because I did more destruction to her than she did to me.

"Honey, I'm already dead."

She storms into the campus.

I fix my hair and straighten up.

I run to Psychology and luckily, classes hasn't started yet. I sit next to a tall blonde guy.

"You're lucky you came in in less than a minute before class. The professor doesn't appreciate late comers." He informs me with a smile.

I take a second to study him. He has perfectly gelled hair and he has gorgeous dimples.

"Thanks for the information." I laugh lightly.