The Bullies' Slave 1

18- WE'RE HUNGRY, MUMMY.

18- WE'RE HUNGRY, MUMMY.

"MARVELOUS!" Grace exclaimed immediately Drew ended the presentation with a melodious tune from the piano. It was only four of us, including Lucas, currently in the music room since Grace had excused others when we had about fifteen minutes left, to listen to our piece. "O my gosh, I really can't wait for the anniversary. This is simply marvelous! Wow!" She clapped. I glanced at Drew and although he wore an expressionless face as he gave Grace a curt bow, I saw past the whole façade. Underneath was a smug look! And as if he knew I had figured it out, he tilted his head to me and smirked. I scoffed.

"So when would I get to hear your violin solo?" Grace said turning to me as well, her smile larger than before. I shrugged. I had intended to show her today, but my week hadn't gone as planned. Again, all because of a broken picture.

But as I opened my mouth to reply, Drew's voice penetrated my eardrums.

"A violin solo?" I snapped my head towards him, ignoring the crack it made from the sudden movement.

"Yeah. Got a problem with that? Or let me guess, you thought it was going to be a 'piano concert'?" Drew's expression didn't change as I said that but I could see right away, the smug look dissipating and turning into a murderous look. Or perhaps, an 'I don't care about yours' look. Yup, he pulls off the latter better.

"Sam, I think he was just being curious." Grace said cautiously. She had obviously noticed the tension between us since the presentation began but I guess she just decided to ignore it until now. Lucas, the blonde who kept me sane throughout the practice yesterday and stood as the mediator whenever I decided snapping was the best way to respond to Drew's sadistic comments at my mistakes, nodded in agreement. I ignored them.

"May I leave now, ma'am?" I asked just as the bell rung signalling lunch time and my stomach concurred with a nice rumble. "I guess that's a yes. I'll be seeing you personally beginning from next week Grace, so help me God if I'm not being tied down to work by my crazy owners." I smiled as Grace stared at me in confusion before picking up my bag and making my way out of the music room.

"Wait!" I heard a voice call as soon as I took about fifteen steps from the music room. I halted then turned to see Lucas hastening towards me. I raised an eyebrow since we never really spoke to each other until yesterday.

"Hey?" I said. He chuckled lightly as we walked towards the cafeteria.

"Hey. I don't mean to bother you. But I've got to tell you this since you're new. There is more to Crystal High than the crazy amount of buildings and passages."

"I know that."

"No, you don't." He smiled and it almost looked like he pitied me.

"Enlighten me then." I prodded him when he hesitated as he looked behind him. I turned to see Drew closely behind us but I guess I shouldn't have as I bumped into someone.

"Watch out blondies." I turned my head to see Natalie and her group blocking our way, a sneer on her face. Just when I thought I was going to have at least a sane day to wrap up the week!

"Excuse me." I said and was about to sidestep them when Natalie yanked me back by my arm. Seriously? I looked over at Lucas who was torn between helping me and not getting on their nerves.

"Goodbye Lucas." Alex said, snapping her fingers. He was reluctant so I nodded to him. He sighed before take his leave. He didn't look scared but he looked cautious. I guess he was in the middle rank of the school's social ladder. Not someone the most popular people couldn't know or talk to.

"It's lunch hour, darling." Alex's voice snapped me back to the present. Instinctively, I looked behind to see if Drew was still there but he wasn't. As if Alex read my thoughts, she sneered. "He isn't here, doll."

"I know it's lunch hour." I said, ignoring her last statement and focusing on the first. It's not like Drew was going to help me anyway, but despite that, I knew he still had a heart deep down either I wanted to admit it or not. I've seen him care a few times to know something is behind his friendship with the other bullies.

"So. We're hungry mummy." Emily whined. Okay, I admit it, unlike the bullies I've read about and seen in novels and movies, these ones are pretty hilarious. Mummy? Natalie grinned evilly.

"Yes, we are. So, in the kitchen. NOW!" Kitchen?  I was pretty sure they weren't referring to that of Candice's family's and I was correct because I was marched to an entirely different underground apartment. This school's insane! But this was much more bigger than the first.

"Whose is this?" I managed to ask through my shock.

"None of your business." Natalie snapped. "Get to work." She said as she shoved me into the big kitchen. Placed on the islands were several items and ingredients. I took a closer look and I realized I was about to make lasagna.

"Dude, I've never cooked lasagna!" I exclaimed to Natalie who smirked.

"I don't care." She shrugged. "I just wanna eat lasagna." She swayed her hips as she walked out of the kitchen. I'm so going to bunk my arts class. These girls were mean and weird. The only thing I was glad about was that it was me and not Cece who had to go through this. Only God knows when it'll end. But I was going to make sure it was pretty soon, God helping me.

"It's the principal's." I snapped my head up to see Charlotte West leaning on the doorpost.

"What?"

"You asked who owned this place. It's the principal." I nodded, smiling at her. I had not seen the principal since my arrival at the school and it seemed like the school went on comfortably without a principal.

I couldn't help but notice Charlotte's green eyes. They were uniquely beautiful. I don't know if it's the fact that I also have green eyes that makes me look at people's eye colours keenly. Her curly hair was also tied into a bun, making her more cute.

"What're you staring at? Get to work!" She commanded and shockingly we both smiled. From what Cece told me about Charlotte, she was the least meanest amongst the female bullies except when it came to matters that had to do with Ryan.

I think that was what prompted me to ask her a few questions.

"I don't get it. Why is the principal's apartment bigger than the owners'?" Charlotte froze.

"You've been there before." She stated more than asked. I nodded. She then looked back to see if anyone was listening before turning to me again.

"So I'm guessing you know about Candice." I nodded again. "Gosh. What do you know about her?" I shrugged.

"Aside that she was Shayne's best friend and she's presently dead and her family just left without a word, I don't know much." She narrowed her eyes for a second before speaking.

"So I'm guessing Shayne told you. I heard you guys are quite friendly with each other." I shrugged.

"Only spoke to him a few times but sure we're friendly with each other."

"Charlotte! Get yourself here and leave the help alone!" Natalie's voice echoed in the house. Charlotte rolled her eyes but chuckled.

"Drew's aunt's the principal, I'm sure you know that. She isn't around now but she keeps this place open to us so..." She trailed. "Anyway, this conversation doesn't mean we're friends, so you better hurry up before I become violent." With that, she turned on her heels and walked out.

I sat down on a counter stool and rummaged through my bag for my phone. Since I knew nothing about how to prepare lasagna, I decided YouTube videos could be my teacher.

It was when I opened the first video I downloaded that I realized Charlotte never even answered my question.

Shirley!!!