Kenadee's POV
Do you really have to stare? im not that different. I just have eyeliner and plugs and black wings tattooed on my shoulder. I'm not some freak of nature. Its not like I have a purple mowhawk or anything. Like god. Thank god for music though. Ugh what is this bitch next to my locker looking at. Don't fucking glare at me sister mary catholic.
Me: *takes out earphone* Can I help you?
Girl: I can hear your music.
Me: Good.
Girl: it's annoying.
Me: Then don't pay attention to it.
Girl: Hard not to when all I can hear next to me is loud screaming. What are you some kind of devil worshiper? Thats not music. What your listening to is sinful shit.
Me: *slams locker shut* Now listen hear you little bitch. Don't you ever, EVER fucking insult my fucking fathers music or band again. If he wasnt dead he would come down here and kick your fucking ass himself but since he cant I guess its up to me.
Girl: Wow are you really going to hit me you physco?
Me: Keep running your stupid mouth and I wont hesitate.
Girl: I'm sorry your fathers dead, that sucks, but it doesnt give you a reason to be such a bitch towards everyone and torture them by blasting your dads shitty music. Ever tried listening to normal stuff?
Me: Thats it!
I punched her in the nose and gave her a nose bleed. Then I kicked her on the ground and got on top of her and punched her again, repeatedly until she was almost unconcious. A huge crowd formed aroud us in shock, cheering for the fight. The school officer finally pulled me off of her, me still infused with rage. I went to swing at the girl again when the officer grabbed both my arms behind my back. One of the girls friends ran to her, pulled her off the ground and was freaking out.
Girl's friend: You physco!! Crazy kenadee!! Your evil! You have the devil in your soul!! How could you do something like that to someone so gentle as Claire?!
Claire. Such a typical stuck up catholic girl name.
Me: Dont insult the Luckers!
Officer: Calm down, come on. Lets go see principle Johnson.
Me: Fine by me. Just hold on one sec. *spits on Claire* BITCH!
Claires Friend: Havn't you done enough?!
As the officer dragged me to the office I heard the crowd yelling things at me. "You physco!" "Crazy Kenadee!" "You have the devil in you!" "Emo freak!" I didnt care though. I defended my father, thats all that mattered to me. I got in the office and got put in a little room while the officer talked to the principle and called my mom. Boy will she be pissed. I saw Claire, her friend, and a teacher walking to the schools nurses office, Claire had her nose overed in paper towel, blood soaking through. To be honest, I didnt even know I had the power to do that. I felt somewhat bad but she deserved it. After waiting there for what felt like forever I saw my mother walking in the school, dissapointment on her face. Uh oh. She came up to me with a stern, sad look.
Me: Hey, mom.
Jolie: Get in there. *nodding towards the office*
We walked in and the principle told us to take a seat. A few seconds later Claire and her parents came in, claire still having paper towel to her nose and a black eye starting to form. I was not looking forward to this.
Principle: Thank you all for coming. This is a very serious situation, and as you know Mrs.Lucker, this is not your daughters first incident.
Jolie: I know. I am extremley sorry for Kena's behvaiour. Especially to you young lady, we both apologize to you and your family with all our hearts. Dont we Kena?
