Chapter 27- Ellie

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Silence.

It was so quiet, you could literally hear a pin drop.

Or the birds chirping in the trees above.

Or an ASMR video at minimum volume.

So, being me, I cleared my throat.

"What?" I asked, my clear voice ringing throughout the front quad.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch," snarled Alyssa.

"Wow, hostile already. Is there a problem here, ladies?" I asked, taken aback by her aggressive response.

McKayla spoke after a few seconds. "Bitch, you're the problem here."

"Bitch? Oh WOW, I'm SO offended," I gasped dramatically before narrowing my eyes again. "I think you need to leave me alone, and find some new insults while you're at it."

"Well, it describes what you are," smirked Alyssa.

I laughed sarcastically. "You know, what if I want to be a female canine?"

"The fuck you wanna be that for?" she demanded, clearly confused. "You wanna be a useless mutt that I can kick around?"

"Nah. It'd be so I can rip your head off with my teeth and then pee on you afterwards," I joke with a playful smirk on my face, causing ripples of laughter throughout the crowd.

Alyssa looked extremely pissed, but McKayla seemed completely unfazed. "Psycho bitch, just fuck off and leave my goddamn school!" Satan #2 yelled. "You've caused so much trouble and disturbed the peace I've had for years!"

I sighed. "Nice try, but no can do."

McKayla stormed up the steps to meet me face to face. "How about listen to Alyssa and get the fuck out?"

"I have just as much right to be here as you do," I stated simply.

"Not after you stole Zack from me," she snarled.

Ro, who was silently observing this the whole time with a calculating glare, chose this moment to speak up.

"It's not her fault that your personality stinks more than moldy cow shit," she shot back. "Raven, on the other hand, actually has a heart, unlike you. Have you ever considered maybe that's why Zack fell for her, and not you? Do something else other than play your bullshit mind games, and leave us alone. You both are just desperate and jealous."

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" screeched Alyssa. 

Ro shrugged innocently, but that didn't stop a smirk from forming across her face. "The same girl who used to play Barbies with you when we were in kindergarten."

I choked on air.

The idea of someone like Alyssa being friends with Ro pretty hilarious, if you ask me.

"I did NOT play with Barbies! I played with makeup since I was five!" Alyssa clenched her fist, looking as if she were about to give someone a black eye.

"If you have so much makeup experience, why does your eyeliner still suck donkey feet?" I questioned, dumbfounded, throwing my hands up in the air.

"Oh, BURN!" someone shouted.

"I'm going to fucking kill you!" Alyssa stormed towards me. At almost a whole head taller, she attempted to intimidate me, which of course failed.

I could never take this blonde little Satan seriously.

"Fight me, nuthead," I taunted.

I was seriously enjoying this.

I opened my mouth to let out a string of insults, but was cut off by Ro yelling.

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