2) It all started with a PUNCH

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lol, here's the next part! enjoy!!

Ok, ok...I'll admit it, school was bad. Like, real BAD. I mean, I'm normally a good chick, the nerdy and nice type. But, today I was in one of my 'moods'...and let me tell ya, you'll really want to avoid those.

Anyways, I'll start in the beginning. So I was getting off the bus, and it was pouring outside, so I could barely see where I was going. Those two messed up guys decided they wanted to pay me back for their injuries, so they come up, yank my stuff out of my arms and poured all my notebooks and stuff onto the soaking ground. Fuck it! L Of course, they weren't going to get away with that, so I swing my backpack (*cough cough*, with superb skill) hitting both their faces bulls-eye! Ha. Ha. Payback retards.

I got inside, soaking wet, with my muddy crap of binders and notebooks under my arm. Straight to the main office, I briskly walked. No running of course. I was still a good chick at this time. I reached the door and swung it open and...of course, this super duper trendy, pretty blonde girl sees me. I'm guessing she's really popular, since she curled her lips into a perfect lip-glossed smirk as she stared at me. What? Never seen a mud covered person before, slut? Whatever, like I really cared what she thought of me. I rolled my eyes at her and pushed my way to the front desk, leaving trails of muck behind me on the beautifully polished floor. The old attendance lady looked startled at me while I gave her my grumpiest look. She shuffled through her papers and asked me who I was. The new girl, obviously, but like that mattered. "Alicia Sharr, I'm new here."

"Oh joy," muttered the prep girl as she scoffed. My temper was short today, so this girl better know who she's dealing with!

"Shut up, bitch! Your no different than those stupid retards were on the bus today."

"OMG, you rode the bus? That...thing is for freaks only!" She sniffed delicately. I laughed humorlessly. I'd hurt this bitch somehow, just not now. I flicked a bit of mud that was drying on my clothes. She gave a small shriek and ran out of the room. Wow, talk about clean freak. She was a semi clean freak! The attendance lady coughed slightly drawing my attention back to her. She handed me my schedule and pointed at the door sternly. I rolled my eyes again and strolled out of the stuffy room. Bad luck. The prep girl and one of the jerk faces were looked in a lip-lock. Ew, haven't these people ever heard the phrase "Get a room?" Because this isn't the type of thing anyone in Florida ever displays in public! Gross! I stared at them until they noticed and broke apart. The girl smirked at me, thinking that I was jealous. I was definitely not! Who'd what to kiss a freak like him? And I thought she considered buses for freaks? Well, this guy was a freak as well. Bastard. The jerk just looked at me with a pained look on his face. He still had a bus mark on his face where I'd flung my backpack. LOL, I still remembered that. I giggled slightly at that thought. He just angrily stared at me while motioning to his girlfriend into a room. Thank god, I don't need to see that type of body language here!

Classes were all pretty easy. I was in my bad mood by then, but nothing happened until the very last class. English, with the stupidest teacher alive. A teacher that I'll bet couldn't even get out of an empty room by herself. Her name was Mrs. Warzecha. Stupid Warzecha. Someone decided to book me just before the bell rang. Apparently this fucking teacher counted us tardy if we weren't in our seat when the bell rang. So I got one tardy. Big whoop. Next, she put us in a seating chart. Big whoop. And then she decided to put me up in front. Big whoop. And then put the bus retard next to me. WHAT!? Was this freaking woman crazy?? I can't live with this fart breath sitting next to me. But she said this was final. So I'd just have to hold my breath then, JK. Of course, next she gave us a pre-test to see what we forgot over the summer. Adjectives, nouns, verbs, crap like that. This jerk face tried to cheat off me. He kept looking over at my paper and scribbling the answers down. Isn't that like so 5th grade-ish? A-greed. But his retard just wouldn't stop. What the fuck? So I did what my brain told me to do. Poke him with a pencil. Check. Whisper/scream at him to keep his eyes to himself. Check. And slap him in the face. Check. And boy did that get me in trouble. No, the teacher didn't see me slap him, but she heard the sound. Glaring at me through her spectacles, she told me to go straight to the principles office. No ifs, ands, or buts. I broke every one of those rules.

"No way, bitch. He was cheating off my paper, serves him right the retard. I was only paying him back. And if I didn't stop him, he would have got an automatic A+ for copying off MY work! If he hadn't gotten his BIG HEAD in my work in the first place, maybe he wouldn't have been slapped. Agreed, Mrs. Warbutta...?" LOL, it was plain sugar seeing her face turn from white to red. Ha, ha! Hilarious, really! I was sent to the principle's and had to get a detention for slapping the retard (which I found out, his name's Drake) and another for getting smart with a teacher. I had to serve them both next Tuesday. Tomorrow, but that's alright. I didn't have anything planned anyways.

After school, I have swimming. Yep, I'm on the swim team cuz I'm just that good! Ha, ha, I wish. Not true! I suck at swimming, my mom just signed me up since I wasn't good at any other sport. *sigh*, don't you hate it when mom's try to control you?

Anyways, back to the story. I was changed and everything and was walking to the end of the pool when I saw the worst image ever. I stumbled from it, tried to catch myself, and fell butt first into the pool. I didn't even have time to hold my breath. I hit the water with a huge splash and started writhing around and flaying my arms. No use, I got tired and worn out and just completely stopped. Ah...can't breath...

whadya think?? cliffhanger!! what'd she see? and what's gonna hapen?? guess, guess!! :P

~flayme B)

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