Where the winds would take me

4 : What are you going to do about that?

That ass.

When I was little, I had Mr. Buggs with me through all my troubles and sorrows. He was the best mate I ever had. He would always go wherever I  went. I would cling to him when I was sad or mad. He was just the best. He was a fluffy blue bunny with a red hat, white vest and black coat and he looked like buggs bunny so I called him Mr. Buggs. It made me feel vicariously professional and amazing. We'd do everything together.

Then came school.

It broke us. Tore us apart. We were not star-crossed, but the cruel and fake Kings and Queens were scared of our Noble love.

One day, in high hopes,I took Mr. Buggs to school. I thought I'd introduce him to everyone else and everything would be just fine.

Biggest and dumbest mistake of all of my times. EVER.

LIKE PEOPLE DIDN'T MAKE ENOUGH FUN OF ME THROUGH MY NAME ALREADY SO YEAH TAKE THE BUNNY TO THE SCHOOL.

DUMBASS.
STUPID.
IDIOT.
KNUCKLE HEAD.

Flash forward. I came back home with torn Mr.Buggs. Well who am I kidding, it was just cotton I had got to home with. That was the end of a mighty friendship and of all the beginnings we could've ever had.
That was the end of Mr. Buggs and I.

But it was the beginning of all the name callings and bullying stuff. Kids started calling me more names like bunny,bunny Ryder, sensitive weak girl and so many more. They'd pick at my pigtails and laugh at me. They liked to make me cry and I did. I cried.

I cried very much at school and for couple of days after that incident. I was extremely sad and mad at myself for not standing up for myself and Mr. Buggs. I regretted ever going there.
That was my last day at that horrific place. I switched schools after that.
I made sure that I didn't cry in front of new kids and picked on my last name Ryder. I made sure no one would ever see me cry anymore or call me anything ever.

That name. Bunny Ryder brought all that back.

That arse wipe.

I shook my little rant session off and headed to find my friends.
There was nothing that could hold me back now. I was determined as heck.
It was going to be a good day. It was going to be the best day of my life.
Now there was nothing that could hold me back off.

On my way to cafeteria, I spotted Mal, Alex and Billie. I thanked the lords for that much of their kindness.

But my happiness didn't last long.

Cyrus Portia was there too.
That fungus.
He was extremely irritating guy. Popular for nothing. Well he was kid of a teacher and that was his only excuse. The only excuse i could find that people would want to hang out with him.
He was way too much popular among girls too. Don't get me wrong, I never shame anyone for the way they look,but with the kind of popular he was, he should've looked like a Greek god with the personality of the best person on the earth. He just tried girl all the time. He knew they got all flustered while talking to him and made fun of them behind their backs.
Absolute shit. He didn't have the looks   or the personality. But people thought he looked great and was good. Meh.

One time I did talk to him about an ongoing event and when I looked into his eyes. They looked so hollow from inside that it made me dislike him much more.
He was an absolute egoist jerk. He was not even good at sports but he still played on the basketball team just because he was privileged. He was an okay student. Not better than me, obviously.

Mal,however,I didn't know why seemed to have a crush on him. I tried to tell her that he’s just a shitty person and on my face she agreed but as soon as she saw him again, she got all fidgety and shy.
I will never understand that girl.
Ever.

He's just a mild discomfort anyways. Just a little tick. I would be a big girl who would take the high road.

I lead my way towards them.

“ Ooo. Some one likes coffee too much. Don't they?” pig mocked me. That pig had the audacity to mock me.
Mal giggled at him. Too much. Why did she do that? He wasn't even funny at all. I'd give credit to whoever made fun of me even if I hate them. That troll wasn't even funny.

Something was in my looks that made them both stop. Wonder what it was.

Billie ignored him and looked confused at me. Alex explained that it was his fault and a bit mine too.

Suddenly Alex smiled big at me. Correction, he smiled big at someone behind me. I turned around to see Tony.

Were we not done for the day ? Was I going to live a life of sorrows and miseries like that only? Was peace never mine to hold?
I asked gods calmly. Too much calmly.
I'm way too much dramatic for myself to be boring.

“Oh hey Alex my man and hey you're here too coffee bu-” He got scared when I gave him my ‘look’ look.
I maybe short and cute but when I'm mad, I'm scary as heck. Dude looked so shocked. His poor heart.

One time when I was little, I was reading a book at a park and this big kid came upto me and threw my book away in the mud.
I didn't take two seconds before letting out an unholy shriek and I leaped onto him, pulled out my book of the mud and started hitting him hard on the head with that while being on top of him. I did that for a minute or so until his loud cries called his parents who were walking on the tracks of the park. They came to us and got him away from me. The dad and mom were about to give me a solid hard time but I was still mad. One look at me and the muddy book in my hands, they started scolding him instead and took him home.

I really liked that book. I still have it in the suitcase under my bed. Still muddy and rotting, but I could be never throw it away. It was given to me by a boy before I changed my school due to Mr. Buggs and that whole incident.
It was given to me when I was leaving school with my grandpa. Later that day, he passed away due to health failure.
I loved that book and my grandpa.
But the moot point is that I'm scary when I'm mad. To sum it up, don't get me mad.

I looked to see that Mal had taken my lunch and was eating it away with Cyrus. Ew.

The school came to an end after that and all of us headed home. Alex being the amazing person he is, dropped me off at home as my dad was late as always.
I thanked him with a big bear hug and bid him goodbye.

School and home were both competing. I didn't like any of them. I didn't know which one was worse.
I felt my conscience mocking me
“ What are you going to do about that?” I sighed and just went in.