Love all, trust few, do wrong to none.
-Shakespeare
---------------------------------------------------I pushed the door and entered the big hall but it seems so they are in hurry and it's getting emptier. I look to the big clock on the left that showing 7.45a.m. Why are they all in hurry and running as they got followed by someone but it looks more than a Zombie.
"Zombie? Really? Come on your better at giving names, my inner voice reported."
"Next time!"First I go straight to my locker to get my books. Today it's Tuesday that means I have before I couldn't end thinking I hear footsteps and its definetly hers. Who elses? Jesus?
You can hear her high heels miles away because it's higher than her Niveau. Internal i laughed about my joke and wiped off an imaginary tear. I know it's a bit over but seriously who the hell cares???"Nobodyyyy."
"Your right."Ahhh yes, math. So i take the book out of my locker, before I could take out my book, this barbie come to me with her 'assistant' or should I call her dog. I think dog would fit her better because she is stumbling this bitch after and tries not to fall with these 15cm heels. So this bitch also call Stephanie. Stephanie Martens. In every school, movies or books there is a "popular- bitch" and let me introduce you, our bitch in the Uni, Stephanie Martens. In our school she's known as the bitch, barbie or for one-night-stands. I act like i dont see her and count 3..2..1... She slam my locker and I reflexed remove my hand. She looks at my with her bitch-look. And this face should scare people like me. Ah ah not with me. She looks like a fat walrus but wait she isn't fat.
"What's wrong with you? Where is your creativity? Idiot?!"
"I left it at home, Patrick!"
"Who's PATRICK???"
"In the name of Jesus, I baptized you in the name „PATRICK" of the father and of the son of the holy spirit."
"No, you can't give me a boy name!"
"You see that, I already did."I dont give her any attention and that's the reason why she gets angry but then I realized she did a big mistake, she took my arm and started squeezing it around my wrist. Normally it doesn't hurts but that's my fucking wrist and as soon I remember I didn't allow her to touch me or do anything and it's the same arm, my dad touched yesterday. I drag a deep breath inconspicuous. She saw it that it hurts me and started squeezing my wrist stronger.
"More conspicuous you can't do it?"
"You aint do it better."
"What did I do?
"Can you please shut the fuck up, Patrick."
"My. Name. Is. Not. PATRICKKKK."
"bla bla bla
Why she does this?Well let me tell your a short story how it all started ...
Everything started a year ago. I was a normal girl without problems in school, wrote good grades. Wait I'm still writing good grades and what is normal today?? Except that most part of my life changed. Stephanie...this little bitch she told the whole uni I fucked her boyfriend while she was dating him but it's not true. I dont even know his name, was it Ben or Alex or maybe, Wait wasn't it Nick? My inner voice has to comment again. Smart aleck, I whispered in my brain. Whatever her Ex boyfriend who's name I dont remember, cheated on her with another girl and she broke up with him. Now your asking why am I involved in this...because this bitch told everyone she saw me with him in his bed but the truth is I wasn't there because I was working at that time. It was my first day at work. So everyone believed her without any proofs because she is popular, has a lot of friends, is rich, and was the innocent girl but as soon as you know her, you learn, how fake she is in real. Like her boobs and lips. In contrast with her I'm a...was a normal girl. Two days after the break up she dated another boy and made out with him in the lesson. Like it's our morning routine with brushing teeth, take a shower, put clothes on,... it's her routine to fuck everyone. You can say she fucked all the boys in the uni. Once I heard two girls saw her having "fun" in the car or in the store room of our uni. The poor caretaker when he would know what happened in there... my deepest condolences! She picks any boy she want and as you know boys, they chase after her.Internal I give a facepalm to myself. She pretend that she like them, date them, have sex and leaves them.
You can compare it with a tissue after you used it you dont need it anymore and throw it away.Back to reality. She said something to her dog. I think her name is Lindsey or Ruth.
"You should start nod the names."
"Thanks for this information...idiot. Sorry I mean Patrick."
"I hear it."
"Good for you and now be quiet."Barbie said something to her and in the next few seconds this girl literally sprint the hall down and turn at the next corner. Why is she leaving me alone with this whatever? Where is she going? How is that even possible without twisting her ankles? Why am I asking so many questions? Now she's looking at me. I sneaked to the clock behind her and the lesson is going to start in atleast 5 minutes. Shit, I'm running late. If it wouldn't hurt I would push her to the floor
>>Can you stop staring at me, i dont want to get blind.<<
>>What do you mean? she asked, why nobody gets my hilarious jokes? and rolled my eyes
Just say she's tooooo dumb to understand it.<<
>>What do you want? I asked her with my cold voice.<<
>>hmmm...let me think, ah yes, I want you to leave the school, she said in her squeaky high voice.<<
>>And why should I listen to a bitch like you? Are you the owner of this uni or what?<<
>>What did you call me?<<
>>You heard right! you should use your brain. Oh sorry, forgot, you dont have one or never had.<<>>How dare are you to call me bitch. The only bitch here are you. Just you. You think you're sooo funny but the truth is your jealous beacause all the boys running behind me, compare it to a alpha of a werwolf pack.<<
>> bla bla bla now can you talk to my hand? You bore me.<<
At this moment I yawn. I would say perfect timing.
>>And yes I'm much funnier than you...the funniest.<<
"Where do you get all this self confidence?" "I don't know maybe from my pocket."
>>Trust me they'll rather be a loner than be in a pack with you.<<Ok, her face is priceless and I give a high-five to myself. She was too busy realizing what I said. The proof, she has no brain or hers is so tiny like a pea. I take the chance, put my book in the bag, close my locker and wanted to run away but nooooo this bitch gets out of her stare and before I could run she steps in my foot and I fell on my worthy ass. Your never on my side, god!
"I could sit here with a big pillow and blanket."
"The lesson starts in 1minute bitch, get you fat ass up and make a move, a voice shouted in my brain."
"I know, I like my ass too."
"selfish.">>Let her go<<, a random voice said. Since when Stephanie's voice changed? Wait what am I talking it's defintely not her but who's is it then?
>>Are you deaf?<< he asked and i could hear he is coming to us.
Ok, Scarlett your definetly not high or drunk>>Trust me she isn't worth it but...I'm.
Sweety lets talk later<< , she said to me than looked to the person behind me. >>We<<, she pointed with her fake nails to him, >>can gotothe store room<< and emphasized the word 'go'.Disgusted of my mental cinema shook my head.
Before he could raise his hand to help me up, i stand up by myself. I don't need any help or want. Than turn around to go to my class that already started but this person stands in my way. Holy shit, I look in these brown beautiful eyes. Before I can loose myself in his eyes Patrick reports, "Scarlettttt wakeeeee uppppp", out of my stare i rammed this strange boy and continue my way to class.
I knock at the door and as I expect Mr.Kingsley isn't surprised. He is used to it. I didn't say anything and go straight to a seat in the back. Good for me because I can't suffer them. I was almost falling to sleepthan someone suddenly knocks at the door and Mr. Kingsley sighs. Someone is interrupting his awesome lesson again.
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