Washed Up

Chapter 2-

I wake up with puffy eyes and chapped lips to the sound of yelling to my neighbors next door. I change into another outfit, grey sweatpants and a black hoodie. It's not like i'm dressing up for anyone. I head to the living room and sit on the worn out 3- seater black couch and go on my phone. Ten minutes later, i lock the door behind be and go to the bus stop. I take out a cigarette and smoke a couple hits again before i throw it on the ground and stomp it out.

As i come into school, i get more stares than usual. Maybe because they finally see me wearing these clothes or something.. i'm not sure. I walk up to my locker before someone hits my leg and makes me stumble. I go sliding across the floor a metre.
I don't look up. All i hear is giggling and
"HAHHA LOOK AT THIS!" or
"BRUHH NO WAY! AHAHA" and i just get up and open my locker. I don't look at their faces. As i open it, i feel their stares on me again. Wow, great way to start off the morning. I shove my books into the bottom shelf and close it. Then, i walk away and head to class.

By the end of second period, i crave another hit of a cigarrette. They got me fucking addicted. Great fucking work.
The bell rings and per usual i have to head to the stairs behind the chapel. I walk through the corridor and outside, and i see them sitting there and laughing at their phones.
"Ha! And she thought she'd get away with that!"
"She got too bold for-" they both turn to me. I slowly come towards them and take off my bag and plop it in front of them. Aria picks it up and right away opens the lunchbox.
"Empty?" she asks and throws it on the grass.
"What's the meaning of this?" Tamara says and stands up next to me.
"My mom didn't pack a lunch" i say while sweating furiously.
"Oh really..? Or did you already eat everything, u fatass?" she says. I take. deep breath. No need to get mad. Just stick to ur story.
"No. My mom didn't pack me anything."
Tamara rolls her eyes and sits back down. They both  sit there and stare at their phones again like robots. I stand there awkwardly, craving the cigarrette more now. I want one asap.
"Can i go now?" i say and they both turn to me with their eyebrows lifted and jaws dropped.
"the fuck? No." Tamara says sharply and goes back to her phone.
"Can. I. Go." i say louder and more prompt.
"N-O." Tamara says again to me, eyes squinted.  I ignore what she says and i pick up my bag and throw it over my shoulder. They both look up and i turn my back and walk away. I take a few steps without looking behind me.
Before i took my fourth step, they push me from behind and i hit the ground, knocking all the wind out of me.Then, i feel a big stomp on my lower back.
"The fuck? you thought it was that easy?? Fuck off!" Tamara says and kicks me in the ribs this time. I yell, but then Aria kicks me in my ribs again. At this point i was just cradling my ribs as they kicked me over and again. I say "S-stop!!" and curl in a ball. Then. the kicking stops and the pain is pulsing in my chest. I taste blood in my throat and my vision doubles. I look up and see Tamara drinking from a beer bottle while Aria zipping her bag up. I lift my upper body up and my vision jumps. I then lift the rest of my heavy body up and stand up while clutching my stomach.
Aria drinks from the bottle and then Tamara, beside her, says
"Learned your lesson?" and lifts her eyebrows in mockery. In that moment i had so much anger to the both of them, something inside me turned on. I swung my fist, and with all the strength i had left, i punched Tamara in the right side of her face until she fell backwards. I looked down at her body and saw her wiping her face from blood. I then shook my head, what have i done..?
A sharp pain fills my vision. I look to the right and Aria smashed the beer bottle at my face. I kicked her legs and she also fell and hit her head against a tree trunk. I shook my head again.. oh my god.. what did i just do?! I pick up my bag and just start running. Running away.. not looking back.

I run so far with so much pain that i'm almost at the station, which is a 10 minute ride if i went by bus. i grabbed a napkin from my bag and wiped my face from the glass. There's still four marks on my face. One above my eyebrow, one underneath my eye, and 2 on my jaw. I put small white bandages on them and wipe my face. I'm so screwed when they tell the principal.
I get on the bus and ride home. i get weird looks on the bus, mostly by adults. They stare at me like i'm in a gang.
When i come home, i changed and went into my small bathroom. Probably could only fit 3 people in here maximum. I lift up my shirt to uncover marks and bruises everywhere. It looks like i was in the military with these disgusting bruises. I pull my shirt back down and lie on the couch. I don't know what to do.. wait..?
about an hour later, by phone rings.
"Hello. This is XXXX academy, is this Sav's guardian we are speaking to?"
I gulped.
"Yes. May i help you!"
"Your daughter has been involved in an incident at school today. We are asking for her to come in tomorriw 30 minutes before school starts for an investigation. Please take this as a serious matter."
"O-of course. She will be there at 8. Thank you "
beep beep beep.
I knew it. I hope i don't get arrested.. i don't know what happened back there. Do they need my mom- i mean my Aunt to come too? I don't know what to do. I'm under age, so i can't tell them i live alone. Crap.

That night i couldn't sleep.

I'm standing infront of the school and watching the trees and bushes blow in the wind. It's quiet here in the morning. The only people here are the band kids and some other niners and seniors who come here to study. I walk in and turn right to go to the office. As soon as i walk up to the secretary, she points to the back room and says
"The far left one" and continues typing. I slowly make my way there and knock 2 solid times. 30 seconds later, the principal, Mr.Matt, opens the door.
"Sav. Sit down" he says without any empathy.
i sit down in the chair and he puts his head in his hands.
"Describe what happened yesterday. With detail" He says.
I tell him everything, how they went through my bag, beat me up, drank beer, and then how i injured them. It's obvious that they also hurt me because i have these bandages all over my face and ribs. He has to believe me.
"Okay. Sav. I-I" he stutters in shock-like reaction.
"I know you probably think i'm biased, because Tamara is my daughter...," he trails on. I keep staring at him in silence.
"Alright. A person saw everything and is threatening our school for.. classified information. Long story short.. i'm going to cut to the chase." he says and looks up and scratches his head. What is he going on about? i wonder how he feels about Tamara.
"This is normally expulsion.. for all of you, but i would like to keep my daughter here. I know this is.. a little.. you know..., but we are asking you to not put any charges.. so that Tamara and Aria are just to be suspended." he says and looks at my face. He wants me to let them off the hook...?