The bell rang, I submitted my paper and gave a short explanation, I got an unusual answer from
Generic Bob Ross, he called it 'Thought Provoking', I rolled my eyes. Making my way to 4th
period, I tried to remain composed and stiff, I can't let Kevin think I'm shaken or stirred, I have
to look like it's not bothering me, that'll show him. I walked in, sat down, and faced the
whiteboard. Right by the teacher's desk I saw Kevin, a blue water bottle, and my book. Our eyes
met, he smiled and took a sip, odds are it was salt water, damn. 4th period was Science with
Mrs.Schmitt. Overall she's nice, a bit too cheerful at times for my liking, but I enjoy her. She
walked in with a stack of papers, 2 pencils in her hair, and her coffee mug with smiley face on it.
"Okay guys, we're gonna have a short quiz over some terms then work on these worksheets".
She sat the papers on her desk then made her way to the front of the room. "I need everyone to
take out a sheet of paper". The rustling of notebooks and paper filled the air, but was interrupted
by Kevin.
"Anyone want some paper?". He ripped out pages from my book and gave them to anyone who said yes.
Each tear felt like a punch in the chest. The sound rattled around in my head. I need to get that
book away from him and fast.
"Mrs.Schmitt!" I said waving my hand in the air.
"Myra, we're about to start the quiz, what is it?"
"Kevin has a lighter!" She turned to him,
"Kevin stand up and empty your pockets". Kevin did as she requested and to my horror, the lighter did not make an appearance.
"Anymore fallacies to spurt out?" She paused, scanned the room, then scowled at me.
"Let us begin."
4th period ended and I knew things were bleak, I snitched. I hunted for Kevin in the halls, trying
to stop him from destroying my book. Instead of Kevin I stumped on Tyler, now I have some
backup.
"Tyler, I fucked up, I snitched, he didn't have the lighter on him, and now my book is gonna be kindling."
There was a short silence, it was one of those moments that feel like everything around you are
moving in slow mo.
"Myra, do you know where he is?"
"No" I said beginning to get choked up.
"We may have a chance still, if we hurry".
We ran, shoving our way through the crowds, even knocking the books out of someone's hands,
they were not happy about that.
"Myra I see him!"
There, by the boys bathroom stood Kevin, laughing with some boys I was unfamiliar with.
I marched up to him, their conversation ceased.
"Hey witch bitch looking for-" I punched him in the face before he could finish.
"You bastard", I hit him again. "You took my book", I felt a sob get trapped in my throat, Kevin pushed me back .
"Watch it before I haul off and beat your ass". Tyler ran up, helping me off the ground.

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The Malicious Myra Dough
FantasyMyra. She's a cynic, a bit mean, a witch, but she's got a good heart and says what she feels