Hanna's POV
"Why the fuck is this so hard to do?! We should have watched that video for this!" I exclaim.
"I think we just insert it, then... Push?"
"I don't understand why this was created." I muttered.
"Well, it's a lot harder for me to do all the work!" Nate yelled annoyed.
"You know what? Just give me the dang toilet plunger!" I exclaimed grabbing it from him.
I fuck- um, fudging hate Principal Marano. Sorry, I am trying not to curse. Anyway, what was I doing again? Oh yeah, complaining! It wasn't our fault! Stacey started it! We always get blamed, even if this is the first time they blamed us.
"Hanna, your doing it wrong!" Nate complained.
"Well, at least I unclogged some of the poo." I muttered.
"What? That's it!" He said spraying a mother fluffing bottle of detergent on my face. I grit my teeth, and grabbed the toilet plunger. Nate's eyes widened as I slowly walked forward.
Earlier in the Day...
"Hanna, just let me grab your leg, then we can just get this over with." Nate spoke very slowly, annoyed.
"Eh! I don't want to!" I complained like a child.
"Hanna! It's already fucking annoying how the guys have to do all the work! Just do it!" He yelled. I gave a disgusted look, then took a deep breath.
"All the guys have to do the work?" I said with gritted teeth.
"Well, all the girls have to do is look pretty! While the boys have to stay in the shadow."
"Then why don't you just do the show yourself!" I yelled storm- skating out of the rink.
I ripped off my ice skates and threw them to the rental boy. Apparently, the skate hit the poor guy.
"Sorry." I muttered embarrassed.
Nate's POV
I pinched the bridge of my nose, then skated to the doors. I practically ripped off my hockey skate. I chucked the pair to the rental guy, who sadly got hit in the head by them.
"Sorry." I muttered under my breath, embarrassed.
"Rotten kids." I heard him mutter.
I stormed into the locker room, running into Ms. Dolly in the process.
"Sorry, Ms. Dolly." I said with a nervous smile.
"Oh, it's fine! Nice abs you have, I would have dated you if you were older." Ms. Dolly said walking away, clicking her tongue while pointing at me. I nearly puked as I went to my gym locker. I changed back into my usual clothes, then proceeded to grab my books.
Hanna's POV
I grabbed my books after I changed, then went to my school locker. I shoved all my books into the locker, one falling out in the process. When I bent down to pick the book up, I was now face to face with the devil himself, picking up his pencil case.
"Ugh!" We both yelled in the same time, slamming our lockers.
We hastily stomped to the lunch room, catching many stares in our way. I just grabbed someone else's lunch tray, but felt bad and gave it back. I just grabbed the trays under the first in the pile, considering those are always the dirtiest. I cut through the line, grabbing as much food as possible.
Rikki's POV
I waved at Hanna as she was picking out food. She only glared at me, then grabbed a brownie. She stomped her way to the table, then slammed her lunch trays on the table. She sat down and grabbed the orange on her tray. You can see a vein popping out of her forehead.
"Uh, Hanna?"
"WHAT?!" She screeched.
"What's... Up?" I said awkwardly.
"What. Is. Up?" She answered harshly.
"Oh, I am having a perfectly dandy day, nothing can ruin my happiness right now. Oh, something funny happened!" She said with a fake smile.
"Girl 1 happens to like Boy 1. Apparently, Boy 1 just started stomping around, blabbing out his true self! I mean, why does everyone even like Boy 1?! Why can't people just appreciate other boys instead of Boy 1, huh?! I mean everyone else is hidden in the shadow of Boy 1?! I mean, Boy 1 should just stop stomping around his big feet! Everyone should appreciate others because apparently Boy 1 is more of a monster than they think! WHY CANT PEOPLE LIKE OTHER PEOPLE WHO ARE OBVIOUSLY MUCH BETTER THAN BOY 1?!!??!!???" Hanna answered back like Gretchen Wieners in Mean Girls, in the scene where she is crazily reading out her history paper. Me, Carrie, and Lindsay stared at her with wide eyes, included the rest of the people in the cafeteria.
"Um, Hanna," Lindsay said with a scared expression.
"What now?!"
"You killed your orange." Lindsay said, pointing to what used to be an orange.
"Ugh." Hanna said getting up, leaving the table.
Hanna's POV
Just when I was about to throw out my lunch, I felt something hit my forehead. I caught it to see it was a goldfish cracker. I looked to my side to see Stacey smirking.
"Eat up, wouldn't want the fat ass to turn anorexic." That was literarily the worst insult ever. Can't she come up with a smart one? As terrible as the joke was, it still angered me. I grabbed the dead orange, then pelted it to Stacey's face. But, she ducked and it went over to Nate's table. Shock went through Nate's eyes. He then threw a slice of apple pie at me. My eyes turned into a shade of black.
He's like the others. I stormed over to his table, then dumped my lunch trays on him and his friends.
"OFFICE NOW, MS. EDWARDS!!" My eyes widened as I turned around. Principal Morano was standing there, with an angry expression. Nate tried to stifle his laughter.
"YOU TOO, MR. BUZOLIC!!!" Nate dead panned when he heard his name.
Back to Present...
I gripped the toilet plunger in my hand.
"Hanna, don't you dare...." But it was too late when I dropped the plunger and lunged at him. I started to take out my inner Charizard.
Ha, pretty boy thought I was about to shove the plunger at his face. Only wimps do that. I continued to beat the crap out of Nate. He was only tried to push me off.
"Um, Hanna?" Nate said pointing to us. I snapped to realization when I noticed we were on top of each other. Turns out, one of his hands was on my left boob. Our eyes widened.
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