Chess Club President (Carol Denning fanfic)

Chapter 3

Climbing out of the window in the morning became a daily routine ever since your father and you had that incident. It was a few days after and the cut on your check started to heal but the bruise became more noticeable, so you tried to cover it up with makeup.

Attempting to make yourself look nicer today you decided to wear a dress, that in your opinion, accentuated your body not in a 'slutty' way, but in an elegant way. Today was the second Chess Club meeting and you want to make a better impression than last time, so instead of moping around the whole day, you would at least force on a smile and try to just get through all the challenges that came with it.

You climbed out the window very slowly today, not wanting to ruin your short flowy dress in the process. You walked quickly to your car because you still weren't completely sure if you dad was up or not, and the last thing you want is another bruise or cut. You opened the door, and then checked the mirror.

Someone was running towards you.

You were about to bolt it until you saw who it was. The Chess Club President. You might've still wanted to drive off instantly after seeing her, but you still wanted a hobby and an excuse to not be home for a few hours so you waited until she reached your car. You rolled down the window shortly after.

"Hey there dipshit," she said slightly out of breath, "would ya mind giving me a ride to school today? My cunt of a sister kinda ditched me this morning, and she was my only ride"

Here we go.

You faked a smile and just agreed by saying "Sure! Hop in."

You wouldn't say she looked completely taken aback by your chipper reply, but you could see she was surprised. As she was opening the passenger door she asked "What's with the change of mood, doll?"

Doll? Fucking Doll??

"Uhm, just a better morning than usual." She looked at your check, squinted, then slowly nodded. "I can see that" she said lowly, you couldn't tell if she wanted you to hear her, but you did anyways.

You started the car and turned on the radio to avoid any awkward silence. But after the first song started playing you shut it off instantly. "Gross." you mumbled, "Fucking agreed" The girl beside you stated with an eye roll. "Wait, why do you not like that song?" you asked "My younger sister always uses it for her dumb ribbon gymnastics performances" "Oh.." is all you could reply. You never knew what it was like to have any form of siblings, being an only child your entire life. "What about you?" she asked turning towards your direction raising her left brow. "My mom played it every morning that she got ready, for a whole entire year, I've just never liked it". "Huh" she replied tucking her tongue into the side of her mouth. Silence filled the car and you contemplated turning the radio back on again but then you remembered something you should've asked a while ago. "I never got your name" you said into the silence, "Oh. It's Carol... Denning... uhh yours?", "Penny. But I don't really like my name, so you can just keep calling me 'doll'" you answered with a smirk. She snorted at that, which made you feel somewhat accomplished.

The whole entire ride to school neither of you really talked but you noticed Carol occasionally glancing at you. You didn't bother to look at her when she did though,  because making the situation even more awkward was the last thing you wanted.

"Thanks for the ride nerd" Carol said getting out of the car and running into the school. You grabbed your book bag from the back seat and did the same.
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The school day went as it usually did, but you got a few compliments from people here and there about your dress. That alone boosted up your confidence, you felt happier than normal. You started walking down the hall to your locker when you heard yelling coming from the girls bathroom. "You fucking BITCH!", it was Carol. But.. who was she yelling at?? "It's not MY fault that you don't have a car, mom never said it was my responsibility to drive your dumb ass to school, I was being generous when I was!". Wait, if you remembered correctly Carol mentioned her sister ditching her, was that- "I would've been fucking late if it wasn't for someone who actually had the audacity to WAIT FOR ME while I was practically sprinting to school you cunt!", "OH PLEASE! Like someone actually wants to be friends with a psychopathic bitch like yo- OWWW! LET GO!!" the other girl you assumed was her sister screamed. You peaked over the door that lead to the bathroom. Carol had a fist full of the taller, skinny girls black, wavy hair. Carols eyes darted towards yours, her snarl growing wider. You backed away immediately and started heading down the hall just to get away from whatever was happening.

"Shit shit shit"

You repeatedly whispered while making your way back to your locker. You heard the door to the bathroom open, then slam shut. Loud foot steps and quick breathing quickly approaching you. Right when you got your locker open, your shoulders were grabbed and you were turned around to see Carols face scrunched up and red with a vein popping out of her forehead. She pushed you against the lockers and your breath hitched in your throat. Noticing the closeness of your bodies and how much taller she actually was than you, you tried to slide away, which only made her more angry.

"Wanna explain to me why you're stalking on me? Hmmm?!"

Sure she was intimidating, but not like you haven't experienced worse. Her looking like she was about to slit your throat right there still didn't stop you from making a witty remark back, "This is called a PUBLIC school for a reason, it's not like you own the bathroo-" one of her hands quickly went up to your throat and started squeezing. "JESUS CARE! What the FUCK?!" Carol turned her head and glared at the girl who she previously had by the hair in the bathroom, her grip loosened a little bit on your throat giving you some space to breathe. "Mind your own fuckin' business Barbie" she snapped. The girls eyes widened as she looked at you sympathetically, she swiftly turned around for the doors and left.

She turned back to you, her eyes roving up and down your face. "Now. Wanna actually explain?" Her hand stayed on your throat, "I was just curious" you shrugged. "Anything else you wanna put your nose in? Or are ya done??" She asked while raising a brow, "I mean, I would like to learn more about Chess but it's looks like we're both late". She glanced up at the clock, and surely enough she was late to her own club, "Fuck." She whispered letting go of your throat but grabbing you by the upper arm. You quickly grabbed your bag from your locker, shutting it as fast as you could before she dragged you through the halls to Mr.Linters' room.