Ch. 19

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    SLAP

  The slap was hard, loud, and painful. It echoed for seconds. It surprised me too and it really freaking hurt.

     "Excuse me what gives you the right to slap y/n?!" Ace yells, getting into a protective pose, his left arm in front of me and the right around my waist. 
      "Everything." She snorts, closing her purple eyes that were contacts.
      "Why would you do that. W-what did I do to you...?" I hold my cheek which was very hot, trying to hold back a few tears.
"You took my handsome Marky. So of course," she flips her purple dyed locks ," you pay for it."
"I'm getting Mark then." Ace stands up and starts to fast walk to the restroom.
"No you don't. Your not going anywhere handsome." She says batting her over coated eyelashes.
I feel anger inside my chest. I stole her 'Marky'?! Yeah right sassy woman.
"Hey you can't go around slapping people whenever you want!" I say bravely walking to her.
She rolls her eyes and flips her hair.
"Meet me by the dumpsters at the end of school. I'll be alone so don't worry, gosh. And you," she turns to Ace putting a hand on her hip,"If you tell Mark anything. Be ready to say bye bye!" She smiles and waves, her pink nails gleaming in the sunlight.
She then walks away and back into the cafeteria.
Ace turns to me and walks closer.
"Are you ganna go after school?" He asks worriedly.
"Probably. I want to hear what she wants and why she's so obsessive with Mark." I respond intertwining my hands behind my back.
"Be careful y/n. I don't want you getting hurt again." Ace says protectively.
I feel my cheek and I can tell by how hot it is, it's all red.
     "Well I should get ready for class. Lunch is almost over." I say scarfing down the last of my steak.
    I finish and Mark comes back, we walk into the cafeteria, grabbing our bags, then start our classes.

Time skip

    I say bye to Ace and Mark and head over by the trash.
    I stand there for about 15 minutes looking around and give up. I start leaving but I hear my name.
    "Y/n! Darling! Come over here!" I hear the girl from lunch say.
I turn around and see her hair flipping with a hand on her hip.
"Yeah? What do you want." I ask.
"What do I want? I want you to get away from Mark. Every time I look at my charming prince he's always with you! I want it to stop!" She shouts, her hands turning into fists.
"Um no. That's my best friend! And he's no prince to anyone! I can't part with him even if you wanted me to." I complain and cross my arms, closing my (e/c) eyes. 
"What did you just say to me?!" She rolls her eyes and stomps.
"Ahem. I said no! Can't you hear me at all?! Clean out your dirty ears!" I say emotionless, opening my eyes and looking at the snob, smirking a bit.  
"How. Dare. You. Girls come on out. Let's teach her a lesson." She huffs and two girls step out from behind one dumpster. They walk up on either side of her.
The one to my left has short black hair, a pink shirt, a magenta skirt, and hot pink heels.
The other to my right had blue heart earrings, long blonde hair, a blue shirt, a purple skirt, and pink heels.
They both had way to much makeup on, and it made them look like clowns.
I gagged and they turned to look at me with hatred.
"What's wrong weirdo, can't face real beauty?" The black haired clown says sassily, while I was laughing in the inside at the 'real beauty'.
"Now now y/n don't be like that." The leader of them says.
"Yeah Megan you got that right." The blonde says rolling her eyes.
    I look at Megan full of hatred.
    "Ok girls it's time for y/n to go bye bye." Megan smiles and walks off while the two girls grab me by the sweater.
    "Hey what are you two doing?! Let me go!" I scream at Megan,"I didn't even tell Mark though!"
    "No can do you little rat." One of them say.
    They lift you into the air, digging their long nails into your sides, and throw you into the dumpster. Closing the lid tightly shut as they walk away cackling.
    All I could here now was the clicking of their heels, now faint, and now gone. No one was coming back for me unless I did something.

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