Innocence is just her disguise (Sadie Bane)

6

I sigh as I remember I can't use my left wrist due to last night at the fight, meaning I have to wear this stupid wrist brace. If Carlos, Mikey and Jordan decide to annoy the living feces out of me and inspect me about last night, I'm screwed. Even if I deny it, this wrist brace is proof.

Luckily, I wear dark makeup outside of school and different clothes. I stand different, walk different, and talk slightly different. In school I wear glasses, foundation and my style is completely different. So, my face and body don't look completely the same. I mean, I know I'm dumb but come on, I'm not dumb enough to go around everywhere looking exactly the same. Then again, I kind of don't care if people find out who I really am. After all, I can always just shoot them. Hehe.

I yelp as something grips my forearm and drags somewhere. Im being kidnapped! The hand pulling me stops in the library. Hmm, I wonder who this is. Note, the sarcasm.

I look up and, surprise surprise, it's Jordan. But it's not just him, it's him with a furious expression on his face. What did I do this time? I hear the door close as I pull my arm out of his hand and back away. Jason shoves me up against the wall. What is wrong with these boys? They think they can just push and drag me around like I'm a doll?

"What is your problem?" I growl, clenching my fists in anger. I know they know, if they didn't, they would be extremely stupid. But they do, and I have no idea how I'm getting out of this.

Mikey comes over and takes my arm with the brace on it.

"Look!" He snaps, looking at someone behind him. I look over Jason's shoulder and see Carlos standing there. Of course. Wherever these guys are, Carlos is there. They're like a school of fish, always with each other.

"Let me go." I whine, squirming around. Why do girls have to be smaller than guys? If I were just taller than these people, maybe it would be easier to get them all off me. I would just kick their faces right now but if I did then they'll probably go crying to the principle like the little girls they are, I'll get expelled, and my dad will be disappointed that I can't contain my anger for one day.

"Where were you last night?" Carlos asks, determination in his blue eyes.

"At my house." I lie with a straight face.

"How did you get that brace?"

"I fell... out of my bed. I fell out of my bed in the middle of the night and sprained my wrist." I lie again, not too quickly but not too slowly. That's how you lie the right way. Don't speak too quickly, you'll seem suspicious, but don't take to long to speak, you'll seem like you're thinking of a lie.

"Oh really? Are you're sure you weren't fighting anyone?" Jordan asks and I nod, restraining from rolling my eyes.

"But we saw someone who looked just like you. It was you! I know it was! But you know... not a boring looking girl and she was scary and hot. So you, but epic looking." Carlos explains, pouting. I look at him, roll my eyes and chuckle. Epic looking.

"You know, some people look alike," I start to explain, "but that doesn't mean they're the same person." I pull out of Jason's grip. "She could also be my doppelgänger." I pause and mumble, "Now that's scary." I sigh. "Now if you're done saying I did something that I clearly did not do, I'll be on my way to class." I say stubbornly before leaving the room.

Carlos comes running up to me. "Wait! Sadie!" He shouts grabbing my hand and stopping me from walking anymore. Has this guy ever heard of personal space? Probably not because he's always around Clara, with her hands all over him. Gross. "Just tell me the truth. Was it you at that fight?" He asks.

"What fight? I can't even fight. Look at me. Do you think a girl like me could fight?" I nod down at myself. Ouch, me, ouch.

"You've fought before."

"No. That was just self defense. It's not hard to do that. Stupid Clara could probably do that too. It wasn't me."

"But-"

"Carlos, it wasn't me." I cut him off.

He looks me in the eyes like he's looking for something, maybe the truth. Eventually he sighs and looks down.

"Ok. Sorry. Carry on with your little boring day" He grumbles, walking away with his head down.

Wow, he is stupid. They're all stupid. They have to know that it was me. They just have to. Whatever, as long as they don't tell anyone or bug me about it, no one has to get hurt. Wait, why is he disappointed that I said I'm not the girl at the fight though? He's weird.