Wishing Wish

Humiliation

I was innocently picking finger food in the food table, humming to myself happily. About half an hour ago, John Walter excused himself and I never saw him again. I wonder if I had been too hard on him?! Oh well, he deserved it. I think.

I was thinking whether I should look for him and apologize; after all, it's not like he was one of those suck-up bullies. He's just one of those who laughed at my misery. Doesn't that make him an accomplice though?! Anyway, it had been years. I only meant to show everyone of what I am now; to just see the surprised expressions they'll have. I mean, if there was someone at fault it would just be Matt, right?! My other bullies just did those to go with the flow and have an impression on the most popular guy. Although, there really are certain people other than Matt I want to have a go with. As I was musing on this, someone suddenly grabbed my hair from behind; making me throw the plate I'm holding.

"What the-" Was all I managed to say before I saw the perpetrator. Speaking of the devil.

Jessica Crow. The meanest, nastiest girl I ever knew. And the very reason I'm in this party. Of all the girl bullies I had, she's the worst. It was like she made it her duty to be on my case whenever Matt doesn't. Maybe so she can get Matt's attention. Funny how she never managed to do so. I mean, it was obvious that she was sooo into Matt but, he never went out with her. Maybe because she's such a bitch?! On everything?!

"What do you want?!" I said calmly, trying to straighten my hair. I ought to be angry and snap at her but, come on, she's not worth it. Even though just seeing her made me remember all those nasty things she did. Gah! I can't think of those at the moment, it'll just make me angry. And I'm the kind of person who can't think straight when angry.

"John is mine!" She growled. "Don't think that because you came here looking like Barbie doll, you can be one of us. You slutty Anderson!!!"

Whoah! Well, at least someone recognized me, or maybe John told her?! Does this reaction mean that they're going out?! He could do better than taking in Matt's rejects. Or maybe it's just her thinking that he's hers?! That's possible.

"He's all yours, Jessica. We were just talking." I rolled my eyes at her. "And yeah, a bit of dancing. He's the one who asked me to, by the way." I added, grinning smugly. Technically, I did but she doesn't need to know that.

"As if he'd ever do that, loser!" She growled again. We were gaining a bit of an audience, and I bet by the end of this episode, these people will finally recognize who I really am. I wonder what their reactions would be.

"I'm sure you just seduced him." She accused. Seduced?! Really?! If I'm going to seduce someone, it wouldn't be in John Walter's level. Please. "A loser will always be a loser, even if dressed up."

I just shrugged at that. That maybe true to others but, not to me. "He didn't recognized me, you see. I had to first give him hints. I am, after all, changed. You said it yourself I look like 'Barbie doll' now." I smirked as Jessica's sour red face. I guess I really made her angry, because the next thing I knew, her hand was already halfway to my face. Fortunately, I caught her wrist. Which surprised her, by the way. "I'm not the, like totally, bully magnet wimp I am before. Who would just let you have your way with her. In case you hadn't notice, I'm not what I used to be. I won't be bitched by the likes of you again, Jessica." I said nonchalantly. But you sure are being a bitch at the moment Wish Anderson. Such a bitch.

She hissed as she took her wrist from my hold, backing away; it's been three years and she's still the same. Give them a little scare and they'll be running back with their tail between their legs. I sighed heavily. At least she left; and for good, I hope.

I was about to get my plate back when suddenly it was taken by somebody else, when I looked up that somebody handed the plate to me.

"Um...thanks?!" I said, taking a good look to the said somebody. She looked familiar, again. I must have frowned a bit, 'cause suddenly she was introducing herself.