"She what," I said through my clenched jaw. Melena didn't even bother to answer because she knew I would get even madder. "I'm going to kill her!" I said I pushed my way through the crowded hallways. I was so mad I completely ignored anyone who yelled at me for being rudely pushed around by me. I finally caught up to Ashley and pulled her by her hair. "Ow, bitch. Oh ha, you seen the vid I posted of you singing on the internet?" She said laughing evilly. "Yeah, I like it a whole bunch." I said before pulling her to the ground and slapping her around. She blocked the hits then she toppled over me and began doing the same.
"Well I'm glad you liked it!" She said before laying a good hard punch on my nose causing it to bleed. That only made me madder, I grabbed a hunk of her hair and pulled it, surprisingly it came out easily. "Kamber pulled out Ashley's weave!" Someone shouted. I felt the 'hair' in my hands and it was a weave. Her face turned beet red. "This isn't over Kelin!" She said snatching the hair out my hands, I stood there, dumbfounded. "Oh my god Kamber that was awesome!" Everyone shouted. Then Melena and George came up. "You’re bleeding," He said. Ever since I went to that soccer game my nose has been a sensitive spot for me.
"No really?" I asked sarcastically. George rolled his eyes before Melena escorted me to the nurse. "Tell me what happened!" She said jumping up. "I, pulled out her weave." I said with a frown before bursting out laughing with Melena. "Who would've known that Ashley wore, weaves?" Melena said wiping a tear out of her eye. "But, I'm not done with her, I'm going to kill her, make her into Asushi and sell her at a Japanese market." I said with a straight face. "Asushi?" Melena said bursting out laughing. I nodded. "Asushi is what Ashley will be after I kill her." I said then bursting out laughing.
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That night when I got home I pulled out my laptop and found Ashley's twitter, and right there was my video, how she got it, I have no idea. I took a deep breath and pressed play. There I was seven years old walking up onto the stage wearing a big purple and pink polka dot dress, my hair was pulled back into two neat pigtails topped off with two pink bows to match my dress. I had huge ass glasses on my face that made me look like a 90's cop. I pulled the microphone stand down to my height level and put it near my mouth.
Somewheeereoverrr the rainbowww,
I began to sing.
Where the dreams
Then came the part where Ashley began booing at me and threw her food at me which caused everyone else to start booing too, soon my dress was covered with nachos, chili and coke. Then I began sobbing, right there on stage. Ashley walked up on the stage, she was the same then, wearing a tight pink shirt with a mini jean skirt and stylish sandals, her hair was curled nicely and she was even wearing pink lipstick, sadly Ashley was a slut even when she was eight- seven and a half. My little seven year old self stood there as Ashley snatched the microphone from me. "Ladies and gentleman let's give a round of applause to our worst act of the night!" Then to top it off she pushed me, knocking me down and reliving my Barbie underwear. Which made everyone laugh, I ran off the stage crying.
I never could understand how someone could've been so cruel. I shut my laptop, I couldn't do it, I couldn't watch how Ashley had harassed me that day. The day I had been so excited about for months, then she ruined with her bitchy self. But this time was going to be different, because Ashley was going to see how I would beat her little slutty ass at the talent show. I remember when I got home from the talent show that day I cried and cried, but if that happens again I swear I will bust Ashley's head open with a hammer, I know she's just jealous that I have George now and she doesn't.
I strolled down to the comments.
SexyAshley: Lol memories. ;) @KamsKelin
AshJucker: Wow, lol. XD
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