Bitter Sweet Revenge

Everybody Hates Alisha

Main POV:

Hazel asked to go to the bathroom in class just to sneak out of second period early and hide in the back of the girl's locker room. Alisha had that class with Raynah. Hazel checked all of the lockers until she finally came across Raynah's. She grabbed her clothes and towel off the towel rack, and shoved them into Alisha's locker. Then waited until the girls came inside after gym class.

They flooded in shortly after and the sound of females giggling and chatting quickly filled the room. Over all the chatter, Hazel was still able to eavesdrop on Alisha and Raynah's conversation. "Yeah Andre is soooo cute. I honestly can't even believe he's human." Raynah sang. Alisha giggled. "Say it again." "Hey, what was up with that chicken performance at lunch yesterday by the way?" She asked, curiously. Alisha paused then said, "Oh nothing... I just--- I can't really talk about it." She replied in a low, embarrassed tone. Hazel felt the awkwardness she was feeling and she snickered, quietly. "Uh ok..." Raynah replied.

"Hey, by the way, me and the girls didn't mean to ditch you at Dremaine's party over the weekend." "It's cool. Anyways, what new with you?" Alisha asked. "What's new with me? You want to know what happened to me two nights ago? Somebody freakin' set my front porch on fire!" Alisha's jaw dropped. "Shut up." "I'm not even kidding." "What psychopath would do that?" "I don't know, but I'm gonna find out!"

Raynah went to take a quick shower. When she was done, she peeped her head out of the shower and looked at the empty towel rack. Her eyes widened in fear."Has anyone seen my towel? Oh my God... does anybody have a spare towel?!" Nobody said yes. So, she hopped out of the shower completely wet and nude and rushed over to her locker to go get her clothes.

All the girls watched her and cackled together. "Don't laugh at me it's not funny!" Raynah yanked open her locker and stared at the emptiness in shock. She immediately turned to Alisha and she looked puzzled too, then shrugged her shoulders. Raynah hollered around asking everybody and searching all over the locker room to look for her clothes, 100% naked. The girls continued to laugh even harder at her. Hazel tried to not laugh too hard while hiding in her little corner.

"Alisha, are you sure you're not messing with me?" She snapped. "No! Why would I steal your clothes?" "You're the only one who knows my locker combo!" "So?" "Okay then let me check your locker!" "Go for it!" Raynah pulled Alisha's locker open and there all her stuff was. Alisha's jaw dropped. " Alisha why would you steal all of my shit?"  She grabbed all of her stuff, and quickly wrapped the towel around herself. "I swear to God, I have no idea how those got in there." Alisha responded, with a baffled expression. Everybody began to stare.

After Raynah finally dried herself and got all of her clothes on, she turned to Alisha to immediately argued back. "Who else would put it in your locker then? Huh? A ghost?!"  " I don't know Ray. But stop yelling at me and don't talk to me like that, because somebody else put it in my locker not me!"

"So, you're a liar and a dancing chicken doofus?" Raynah teased. The entire locker room busted into laughter again. Alisha furrowed her eyebrows in anger. Raynah put her hands on her hips. "Yeah that's right. Humiliate me and I humiliate you. But actually you kind of already did that yourself yesterday. You didn't even need me." The girls snickered again and crowded around them like a comedy show live studio audience. "Fuck you." Alisha shot back.

"I think the entire basketball team already did." Laughter again. "At least I can get some athlete dick." "Get out of my face." Raynah waved a hand shooing her away, then she grabbed her backpack and headed out, pissed.