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Threats Ch. 8

"You know, it was actually worth it. Almost dying while helping out at your parents' bakery. We got some free snacks and pastries, not to mention they also paid us for our work," Alya said as she and Bridgette walked to school.

"Well you guys deserved it! It was a storm in there, and you all helped out so much!" Bridgette said.

As they entered the school building and climbed up the steel stairs, Bridgette gasped.

"Oh geez, I forgot my science textbook in my locker! Ms Mendelevi will kill me if I forget it again!" Bridgette shouted as she started running down the stairs.

"But Bridgette! The bell's about to ring!" Alya called.

"It's fine! I'll be quick!" She replied as she jumped down the last step, almost tripping in the process.

Alya sighed as she watched her friend leave around a corner.

"That girl..."

Bridgette attempted to open her locker quickly, but it got jammed and she yelled out in frustration.

"Stupid locker! Open up!" She kicked the locker and it opened.

"Oh."

She quickly searched around for the textbook and sighed in relief when she saw it.

"Ah, another day safe from Mendelevi..." Bridgette muttered.

Just as she closed her locker door and turned around, she heard a particularly sassy voice.

"Well, well, well... if it isn't Bridgette Dupain-Cheng."

Bridgette looked up and locked eyes with Lila Rossi. A smirk was plastered on her face as she stared down a bit at Bridgette. Two shorter girls stared at her with the same smirk.

"That's... me?" Bridgette said questionably with a raised eyebrow.

"It seems that you haven't payed notice of my warning to you. It's already been a week and you've ignored my words," Lila said with a cold glare.

"What warning?" Bridgette asked.

"You did get my letter, did you not? It was sent to you neatly in your locker last week," Lila answered impatiently.

"Huh? Wait..." The memory of the letter in Bridgette's locker flashed in her mind. "You mean the threat-letter with horrible grammar was from you?"

"What do you mean 'horrible grammar?'" Lila asked offendedly.

"Well, you-" Bridgette tried to explain.

"Don't!" Lila cut her off. "As I was saying, I told you to stay away from him." She stated menacingly.

"Stay away from who?!" Bridgette shouted, annoyed.

"Felix, of course! We've seen you hanging around him every day. You and that group of losers that you hang out with are always with him! Lately, I haven't been able to talk to him alone since you've been interfering!" Lila sneered.

"Well he's our friend! We have the right to hang out with him!" Bridgette shouted in retort.

"You can't have him to yourself!" Lila shouted.

"He's not an object!" Bridgette yelled.

Both of them were glaring harshly at each other, though Bridgette had two more pairs of eyes staring her down.

"If you don't stay away from Felix, you will deeply regret it," Lila growled.

"Your hollow threats mean nothing to me," Bridgette stuck out her tongue and gripped her textbooks. "Now if you excuse me, I need to get to class."