The Hooded Beauty

Endorphins

So today is Monday, it's my first day back at school since everything happened, I know I will be the topic of discussion so I plan on making myself as invisible as possible. My bruises and injuries have healed, I look like me again, just more numb to the world and physically fitter than I was before because the gym has worked wonders on my body.

I have a really nice toned stomach and some mini abs starting to make an appearance, my arms have some muscle definition and my ass looks so damn good. No one will see any of it though because I will be covered head to toe. Not like I did this for others approval, I did it for me and my confidence rises as the days pass.

I get ready for the day, I choose a classic hoodie, jeans and trainers with minimal makeup. I grab my stuff, some food and head out. I sit in my car outside of the school, just staring at the building. My anxiety right now is sky high so I'm just hyping myself up, preparing to go inside. There's five minutes until classes start. I take a deep breath and walk in. Walking through the hustling halls, hood up, head down. People are staring, laughing, loudly gossiping. This part of high school I will not miss.

I tell myself not to react to them, it's what they want. Over the next few days it all still continues and I still continue to not react, the anger in me builds up to extreme levels, so when I get home I go to the gym immediately and work out my anger but it never fully defuses it.

I don't know how much longer I can live like this. Today is Friday, I am treated the same but today is different, I can feel it. When I walk through the halls the muttering is different, they're talking about Jace and I, I have no idea why. I try to ignore it but it lingers in my mind. I'm halfway through science when I get handed a note.

'Meet me in our place after this class, we need to talk. Jace' Well fuck. Why give me the note halfway through a class? Now it will just be on my mind for half an hour building up the long list of possibilities that my anxiety has spearheaded.

Where is 'our' place anyway? The more I think about where it could be, the more it confuses me. Then it hits me.. 'our' place is the damn janitors closest. How romantic. The bell rings and I take a slow walk to my impending doom. I knock and he yanks the door open quickly and an arm pulls me in with such force I fall over. Trust me to do that. He puts his hand out offering to help me up but I just stand up myself. I don't need your hand.

"Have you heard the rumour?" He says far too aggressively for my liking.
"Firstly, watch your attitude and no, what is it?" I use my sweet bitch tone, expecting it to be a small petty thing.
"They're saying that while we was in New York we had sex" he says borderline embarrassed, but I don't know what he's embarrassed at, is it the fact that I'm the loser that no one wants, so it puts his reputation at risk? or is he embarrassed that he doesn't want people to know we was something? I'm just shocked that there's a rumour about us at all.

"Who started it?" Now I'm the one with the attitude. I'm done with my life being the talking point of the school. This needs to stop now.
"Ellie Alby" my anger reaches way passed its threshold when I hear her name leave his mouth. I don't respond, I just leave and go on a mission to find this bitch.

Low and behold, there she is, standing in her crowd of sheep being all self obsessed. I storm through the barricade of Ellie lovers. She turns on her heels after her mini cult accomplices grow silent. Must have been hard to be quiet because apparently they love talking so much.

"Did you start it?" I spit out at her, I'm done with her shit. The halls turn silent as they begin to stare at us.
"No, but I've been with Jace for months while he was fucking around with you. He only gave you attention as a joke, he doesn't actually want you. Your little crush is so blatantly obvious, it's adorable. You'll never have him though, you're worthless." She smiles back like she had this prepared but I see exactly what she is trying to do. My anger is spilling over the edge.

I start to just laugh at her attempt to publicly humiliate me. What I do next makes me feel so fucking amazing.

I slap this bitch so hard across the face, endorphins immediately release as my hand connects and it's phenomenal.