Teenage Dirtbag(lesbian stories)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2- Ariana.

"Hey freak." Jessica says shoving me into my locker. I groan. Ugh, why'd she have to be such a bitch sometimes? "Cool eye liner!" She says sarcastically. Her 'group' consists of the Denali sisters: Tanya, Kate and Irina. Lauren Mallory and Victory...lastnameunknown. They were the six that picked on me everyday. Normally i'd try to fight back, but um, *cough cough*...you know. I wouldn't wanna hurt them too much. Yeah. It's definitely not because i can't throw a hard punch to save my life. Curse my puny bunny fist. Curse them.

I suck in a huge breath Of air and try to breathe through the pain. Charlotte didn't fail in delivering me an ass whooping for embarrassing Peter. The sting from last night combined with the pain of being shoved against the hard locker metal could sometimes be too much.

"Hey Jessica. You're here early. Usually I don't get shoved into a locker until eight on the dot. It's 7:58." I say trying to be a smart ass.

She glares at me. "What are you trying to say freak? That you wait for me to kick your ass every morning at eight? Wow you're pathetic." She laughs. Then she drops me to wipe her beautifully long blonde hair out of her face. "That's probably the most outside contact you have all day isn't it Dyke?"

i double over holding my stomach that was cramping painfully. I hate it when she calls me Dyke more than any other name. "But Jess..."She gives me the evil eye for calling her by her nickname. Only her 'friends' were allowed to do that. I clearly wasn't one of her friends. "Jessica." I quickly correct praying she wouldn't punch me for that one. "You're gay. Wouldn't you calling me 'dyke' because i'm gay insult your sexual orientation as well? SO really you're insulting both of us."

Tanya pushes me back into the locker for that one and punches me in the face. "Shut up Freak." Jessica is the only one who is allowed to call me Dyke. I guess it wasn't insulting to her if she was the one doing it. "Jess isn't gay, She's bi. There's a difference. She isn't a weirdo like you, you make me sick. Why don't you just kill yourself? It's not like anyone likes you."

I cringe. "Yeah. Of course not. She's bi. Not gay. I'm the only gay one here. Please don't hit me again." I plead making them laugh. Tanya drops me and takes three steps back.

"Whatever guys. She's wasting our time. Let's go Jess." Victoria says dragging Jessica and her group away from me. I sigh in relief when they are gone.

Then I let the tears fall. I cry because their hits stung, not much though i mean...i'm still in public and as much as people don't care about me they still can see. My crying isn't something i enjoy people seeing.

I suck up the pain and open my locker to look in the mirror. My hair is short and spiky from when Charlotte got pissed at me two years ago and cut it off. Ha! Jokes on her because i like this hair cut. My skin is fairly pale-ish I have huge green eyes.

Today i did my make up in heavy eye liner so they didn't look so plain anymore. I dressed in the usual Forks high uniform which was a shitty white button down shirt and plaid bottom. Then the sweater came with the stupid 'Spartans' logo on it.

It sucked and looked crappy on everyone. Everyone...but her of course.

She walks down the hall with her usual brilliantly bright smile. I watch her long tanned legs up to her skirt and her ass...oh God her ass. She added suspenders to her uniform making the whole look just so fucking hot. A few people smile back at her and say hello. Gosh, she just makes everyone happy doesn't she?

By her side is her best friend and companion Angela Weber. The geeky book worm girl in glasses was cool enough to be her friend. How unlucky for me.

I take a deep breath because she's just about to pass me.

"H-hi Ariana..." I stutter out forgetting that my mascara was running for just that one minute. I take a step in her direction only to trip over my self and fall right in front of her.