She Wears the Pants

You broke the Good Girl

Some things seem cooler in the movies. Especially, the scene where two girls are fighting in the school cafeteria.

The intensity builds as a crowd of savage bystanders cheer like a reenactment of Gladiator.

This was that moment.

I stared into the soul of a cold, evil, bitch, and I understood nothing but my rage.

I was on the verge of so many emotions.
Faya had gone too far.

Monday had taken it's time to get here, as my terrible weekend dragged on. Thai had family engagements, I wasn't speaking to Jodie, and now Kevin was ignoring me. I felt like the loneliest person as I spent the rest of the weekend crying my eyes out.

So yes, by the time Monday came my feelings had marinated, and boy did I have a lot to say to Faya!

I waited patiently until lunch, keeping my head down as the busy day moved people like ants in an underground city.

Nobody noticed my glum mood except for Thai.  Kevin was hell-bent on ignoring me, by taking various different detours to class.

I tried to apologize, but he had blocked me on his phone. How was it my fault that I assumed the worst, and I was right?

 
Faya was his sister. I shuddered as I looked at them, and suddenly the ugly piece of the puzzle made sense.

However, I couldn't forgive Faya for leading me on, and making it seem like she was with Kevin. The worst part was she had done this for fun. She was just a bully.

I marched over to where Faya was sitting, in the corner of the cafeteria by herself.

I slapped her juice from her hands, the red drink splashed on her face and shirt.

"You vindictive lard!" I yelled, letting a slew of insults run free.

Faya looked at me startled, I saw a flicker of fear on her face. I was scary.

"What the fuck Grace?" she huffed, wiping up the mess.

I was shaking with rage, "You lied! When I asked you after the party about Kevin, you said you were sleeping with him! Now because of that, I lost the one person I care about!" I screamed.

Faya made a gagging noise, "Eww my brother! I must have been drunk and talking out my ass. Listen here you better calm the fuck down," she threatened, standing up.

I had time today. I looked Faya straight in the eye, not flinching, "What are you going to do?" I challenged. "You have been nothing, but a bully and a thorn in my side since elementary. I'm tired of your bullshit," I spat, taking a jab.

I watched Faya turn red, as people started to notice. Whispers carried through the cafeteria like wildfire. The room was burning with tension.

"Listen here you unhygienic, furball. My brother for some stupid reason liked you, but now he finally sees what I've been trying to tell him. You are vain, insecure, and shallow. You clearly are a bag of issues," she taunted, her voice becoming louder.

People snicked and "OOOuuuu" and "Aaaahhhhhhs" radiated around us.

I smirked, ready for war, "OH YEAH! WELL FAYA LIKES THIS WOLFMONKEY !" I said addressing everyone, "ON FRIDAY SHE WAS ALL OVER ME, BUT ALL I SAW WAS ROLLS ON ROLLS ON ROLLS." I retaliated cruelly.

I didn't know it was possible to slay a dragon, but watchings Faya's face crumble with pure humiliation as she looked around at all the laughing faces.

People were mocking her and calling her all types of names. It was time she tasted her own medicine.

"You bitch!" she hollered, yanking my hair.