I Don't Really Know...

Chapter 27: The Truly-Loved Arachnid

“Ow,” I say, as Malex takes her football-player shaped shoulders and elbows me in the back.  “Quit it, would you? You already got your revenge.” She gives me a look and marches away, towards Vanessa.  I slow my paces and let Mila catch up with me.  

 

“Mila?”

 

“Yeah?” She giggles a bit, and crosses her arms.

 

“Um… why are you laughing?”

 

“Why would I not? We just kicked their butts!” She starts clutching her stomach and gasping, my lips curling into a grin.   

 

“What is that horrid noise?” I hear Vanessa groan, looking behind her shoulder and nudging Malex, who responds with a grunt.  “Oh.  It’s-”

 

“YOU, you mean.  What else could be that disgusting?” I interrupt, which makes Malex start to charge at me like a bull.  Normally, I would run.  Now, I stand my ground and cross my arms.  As she reaches me, she can tell that I’m not close to moving.  She stops in front of me, tilting her head angrily and forming fists.

 

“Aren’t you gonna move?!” She wants me to.  I won’t.

 

“No.  Why, do you need to get somewhere?” I say sarcastically, tilting my head, mimicking hers.  She flares her nostrils-again, like a bull.  “What are you, a bull?  Want me to get my red flag?”

 

“If she’s a bull, I don’t want to know what you would be, Zoie.” Vanessa smirks, crossing her arms.  “What did you parents even LOOK like to make you who you are?”

 

I stiffen, and walk up to her, charged and ready.  “Don’t you dare say a THING-”

 

“Ladies, WHAT is going on out here?” Miss. Greywood calls out with anguish.  

 

“Miss. Greywood, Zoie-”

 

“I don’t care what you’re doing out there!  GO to your next class!  NOW!” She responds, slamming the door closed.  

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“Well, they’re annoying.” We hear behind us, and we’re shocked to see Preston.  

 

“Oh, hi Preston.  I forgot you were here!” I start to laugh and he chuckles.  “This is Mila.  Mila, Preston-Preston, Mila.  Shake hands, now.” They do, smiling, exchanging ‘hello’s’ to each other.  As they are doing that, I watch Vanessa and Malex turn a corner, whispering.  “So, what do you guys wanna do?  Since we just have lunch now.”  They think.  Suddenly, an outburst appears from Mila.

 

“I’d like to revenge on little Miss. Perfect,” Mila mumbles, with Preston nodding silently in agreement.  “And Malex’s stupid dad, too.  Principal Jericho, and his stupid daughter.”