Scribbles of Love

Chapter 3: "Hey, bullies!"

*You can imagine the guy in the picture above as Cody*

Studying the name on the Tuesday file saddened me. No doubt, it was going to be about bullies. I relied on the bar of Galaxy in my hand to keep my emotions balanced and pressed play to Dylan's voice with the sarcasm level so high, Mount Everest felt insecure.

"Hey, Laps! It's Tuesday. Remember how I said that there was no sign of bullies on Monday? Well my unmade wish came true.

You see, at this school, there are many types of bullies. Only three are the 'main' ones though I wouldn't call them main because all bullies are pathetic and don't deserve recognition. Let see...

Number one: A gang of loud boys who do nothing but push people around and shout with a heavy voice and gangster stuff like that. All they have to do is wear a black Serpent jacket and they will be good to go. They once put me in a trash can. It's where I belong anyway.

Number two: A gang of insecure and immature kids who try to act tough and will probably cry for a toy at the same time. These don't scare me at all. They are so pathetic, they actually make me feel good about myself at times. Although they are the same age as I am, I can land one punch in their faces and they will never show me their disfigured whiny faces again.

Number three: Oh God... these are the ones I despise the most. They don't get too physical but they can kill you with their sarcastic comments and take all of your self esteem, dignity and virtue away in a matter of seconds.
The worst part is that Jade Jones is kinda their leader. One poignant feature of these girls is that they are head to toe plastic and fake. Except for Jade. Jade doesn't even apply make up. Although, she is a bully and I loath her, I cannot deny that without plastic surgery or makeup, she is prettier than any of the girls I've ever seen. In fact, her features...

Oh god, where were we? Yes, bullies. I faced a lot of them today.

I was getting books from my locker and minding my own business when one girl from the number three bullies (let's call them Plastic Gems) threw a yogurt carton at me. Now I wouldn't have been half as pissed if the carton actually contained yogurt because I really need yogurt right now. Sick of their shit, I turned around and gave her a glare.

"Hey, Wilkin-son of a bitch," another Plastic Gem chimed in, "What's with the rebellious attitude today?"

"It's not called a rebellious attitude. It's called a sudden realization that I don't deserve to be treated like trash by people who are worse than trash." I replied to my own amazement.

They all had the same silly shocked expressions as if I had grown a pair of wings and flew out of the imaginary cage they had trapped me in. Jade was looking in all directions except mine. Was she maybe..... no. Jade? Sorry? Never!

One PG started to open her mouth but she stepped in and smirked, "Oh, come on, guys. Why waste our time on people that don't matter? Let's go and wipe that silly smile off Nuts-allie's silly face."

All the girls, like poorly programmed robots, snickered and agreed with her. As the girls got ahead while gossiping their heads off, Jade turned around and walked towards me. As she stood in front of me, I couldn't read her now-foreign expression, I could just stare at her always-familiar eyes."