I sit on the sidelines of the basketball court. Faking yet another injury just so that I don't have to put up with her.
Tara Onright... Queen Bee, Queen Bitch. Blondeish brown hair, green eyes, tanned. Your typical popular girl who has had about 30 boyfriends in her lifetime.
I'm sitting in the little box hidden from everyone. I pull out my iPod and plug in my headphones. I stick them in my ears and blare out my music.
You know the usual... Halestorm, Bullet For My Valentine, Black Veil Brides and Disturbed all scream into my ears. Most girls hate this music but me and Andrea love it.
All the girls in our class think we're weird. But I am more different than anybody else. I'm from another planet. Everyone tells me so anyway...
"IRIS" I spin my head around and see that my teacher is waving at me. I pull my headphones out of my ears. "Time to go" he says and I get up.
I swing my head phones around my neck and let the loud music softly play. "Hey Iris" I turn around and see Andrea jogging towards me. Jokes she's fast walking. She doesn't jog or run.
"What you listenin' to?" she asks as we walk up the bus steps. "What do you reckon?" I say sarcastically as we take a seat in the middle of the bus.
She takes one of the headphones from around my neck and plugs it in to her ear. I do the same.
"In the end, as we fade into the night" we sing. This goes in until we hear Tara scream shut up from the back if the bus.
Andrea gives her the finger and we continue to sing. Song after song. With ten minutes left on the bus someone comes up and sits behind us.
They pull the headphones out of our ears. "Hey" I yell and whip around. Andrea following suit. There sits Tara. Her and her little posse made up of; Cleo Robins, Jasmine MacLewis and Jada Notts.
"I thought I told you to shut up!" Tara says. "I thought I told you to stop being a slut but that hasn't happened. So when it does call me and tell me, then I'll shut up" I say and turn around and put my headphone back in my ear.
Tara gets up and stands beside my seat. "What did you just call me?!" she yells and raises her eyebrows. "A slut" I say and look up at her. She raises her hand and the next thing I know is that I feel a stinging sensation on the side of my face.
I rip the headphone out of my ear. Andrea stands up, I push her back down and give her a I-can-handle-this look. She knows I can she just doesn't like it when I do. She likes to protect me and do things herself.
I stand up and brush myself down. "I used to idol you Tara" I say and look into her bright green eyes "Then I realized you were just another whore who wears her ass as a hat". She slaps my other cheek. "Ok, I tried to reason with you but I guess that it won't get through your thick head" I say.
I grab her ponytail and pull it. She doesn't make a sound. I raise my free hand and slap her on both cheeks like she did to me. She whimpers, so quietly even I could barely hear it.
I let go of her hair and she raises her hand at me. I catch it before it hits my face and then I punch her in the nose. "Go and shove two fingers up your ass" I say to her and sit down.
She gets up holding her bleeding nose and scurries back to the back of the bus. "I hate you Iris Finnigan" she calls "Your a freak". I clench my fist then get up and walk to the back of the bus.
"Congratulations on your threat" I say to her "I get them everyday and it doesn't phase me that in different" I feel anger well up inside me. "If you want to say it again I swear I will shove my hand down your the thought and pull your intestines out of your mouth" I say and spit into her lap.
Every girl on the bus starts clapping and I give a fake bow. Andrea starts laughing and I take my seat next to her.
I plug my headphone into my ear and start to sing again. The day is only going to get worse.
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