Innocence is just her disguise (Sadie Bane)

2

Five weeks later.

As I walk through the hallway trying to get to my locker someone stops me.

"Eww. What is that?" The annoying bitch says.

She's been annoying me for three weeks. Her name is Clara. She's the 'queen bee' in this school. She's also as annoying as a bee, even more annoying than a bee actually. I'd rather get chased by a thousand bees than her be near me, because at least then when they sting me, maybe it will put me out of my misery, whereas with this sorry excuse of a human, I will never be put out of my misery.

"It's in my way." She whines and her friends laugh. I roll my blue eyes.

"What is a giant blow up doll doing here?" I ask making it seem like I'm asking myself, but it's for her to hear.

She gasps. "What!"

"Shouldn't you be at a strip club or something?" I ask looking over what she's wearing; pink crop top, short shorts and black pumps that make her shiny legs look insanely long. She is pretty, I'll give her that, but I'm quite certain the only reason anybody likes her is connections, that and those fake lips that can really come in handy- when she's giving her grandma a big kiss on the cheek.

I don't have a grandma, she died when I jumped out from the closet and scared her to death. I'm just kidding, but that's what my dad jokes anyway, we both have that sick sense of humor. We are merciless.

"No. Shouldn't you be at the library?" She asks.

Really? That's what she came up with?

I snicker at her terrible reply.

"What's so funny?" She asks annoyed.

"You." I laugh.

"Why? What did I do?"

"You just make me laugh." I say still laughing. She stomps away. "Buzz buzz," I mutter, imitating a bee.

Three days later.

Everyone is in the cafeteria eating lunch. Normally I wouldn't dare to go near any of these people by choice, but my parched throat was begging for water. I'm about to reach the line when the Wicked Witch of the school steps in my way.

"Who's in the way now?" I mumble, recalling my last encounter with her. I look at her and sigh annoyed, then my eyes land on her boyfriend who's standing beside her, his hand in hers. Carlos. I've heard he's the bad boy in this school. Let's see if he's a gang leader.

"What." I mutter crossing my arms.

"Don't speak to me that way." She puts her hands on her hips.

"Oh! Should I bow down to you?" I gasp sarcastically. She smirks.

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes!"

"No."

"Yes! Do it!" She yells angrily. Now I'm the one smirking.

"Do what?" I ask enjoying this.

"Bow! Bow down to me! Right now!" She screams. I bite my lip to hold in a laugh.

"Why?"

"Because I said so! Now do it!" I keep biting my lip.

"Do you think I'm gonna do what you say?" I ask.

"You need to! You're a nerd! Nerds are supposed to respect me! Now bow!" Is this girl for real? I can't help it any more. I burst into a laughing fit. She looks at me weirdly.

"Stop laughing!" That makes me laugh harder. I fall over and roll onto my side, continuing to giggle. I see Carlos slightly smirking from the corner of my eye.

Once I finally calm down I stand up.

"Ok. Ok. I'm done." I say still laughing. She glares at me.

I feel my cheek have a little sting feeling then I realize she just slapped me.

I snicker and start laughing coldly.

"Why are you laughing? I just slapped you." She asks. "Oh. I get it. She's laughing because she can't do anything about it. She's weak." She smirks.

"Oh Clara. If you knew what was good for you," I take a step towards her, standing a few inches below her eyes, "You would just shut your fucking mouth now." I laugh humorlessly.

"Why? You can't do anything about it. You're too weak." I stand up straight and glare at her. Her smile slowly fades as she watches my facial expressions change.

"You have absolutely no clue who you're talking to, do you?" I ask.

"Yeah. I know who I'm talking to. A weak, little nerd."

"Nope." I smirk.

I punch her face and she stumbles back. Then, I simply walk away and out of the lunch room as everyone stares at me amazed.