Not Your Average Highschool

Chapter 3 - There's a new surprise everyday

"Um, sorry to disturb, but." I said slightly confused, "what is that?" I pointed at the food the lunch lady literally just plopped onto my plate.

I gave her a blank and disgusted stare to which she responded by rolling her eyes. She lifted her hands, and I flinched a bit because I thought the fat lady was going to hit me with her meaty arms for hurting her feelings. Instead, she dropped her ladle and looked straight at me.

"Why it's of course your food." She said through extremely gritted teeth.

I didn't feel like holding back today, so I scoffed and responded, "Oh, I didn't realize crap was now on the market. I thought it was free."

I kind of surprised myself with all the sass, but unlike your usual bullied teen I don't appreciate reserved behavior. I fight back. I guess that doesn't make me a bullied teen, but I don't have any friends at this school and everyone fucking talks about me behind my back. That, to me is being bullied.

Oh and people stopped "raping" me after I became a notorious kisser. I guess people find it disgusting the things that I choose to do to them. Atleast, I wasn't one of those girls who cried after every time it happened. It would've continued if I did cry, so I chose to stop it my way.

"Look, Miss-I-enjoy-gourmet. Either you're stuck eating the food I make, OR BRING YOUR OWN. You have a damn option, choose the right one." She said. I wasn't up to continue the fight because people were beginning to stare and that's the last thing I needed.

Ew, I got fat spit on my face. Disgusting. That lady needs to learn how to speak without using her mouth as a hose at the same time. I grabbed my tray and left. I'm usually not that rude, but after having a few teachers yell at me today I wasn't in the mood for anything. Including food.

I walked to an empty table and sat my food down. I was about to continue my usual routine of taking my fork and stabbing my lunch with it, yet I was disturbed by four figures. I looked up to find the Fabulous Five, minus their leader. And, great. They were sitting in my table. I gathered my things and was ready to leave when one of them spoke.

"Wait, stay." Said Yoona, who also gave me a smile.

I reflexively turned to look behind my back, because she was smiling in my direction. This...is different. I could feel a different vibe they were sending. It wasn't the same as the one they gave me a few weeks ago.

"We just wanted to talk to you," Minah added, "You know, get to know you better?"

Her tone of voice sounded quite sincere and would've gotten me fooled, but then I remembered the incident that sparked my flames to hate them. At this point in time, I was at a loss for words. I would say she's bluffing, but gosh she has a killer smile. Again, I'm not homo, just slightly awe-stricken at how a girl, or no, girl(s), could have such pretty faces but disgusting personalites.

"Look get to the point, I know you're not just here to get to know me better." I gave them cold stares, trying to decipher what the hell they were trying to do. "What do you want?"

"Well, what if we really do want to get to know you better?" This time Taeyeon spoke up and was staring at me with her chin propped onto her hands.

"Yeah, I mean you're so pretty and all." Hara said. She scooted closer to me and starting playing with my hair.

I pushed her face away, because I needed my personal space and you don't just get nice to a person who participated in beating me up. Well, they didn't get the chance to, but their intentions are the same.

"And to answer your question, you can't. You can't get to know me better, because we're not friends. Who the heck would build a friendship over an attack? Yeah, people with a brain know better than to do that."

I spoke really fast and probably mumbled half of the things I said, but I wanted them to hear it before I left. I got up from my seat before I was instantly pushed down again.

"Fine, we'll get to the point." Yoona said, looking very irritated. "You're invited to the Pool party this weekend at my house."

I was about to protest when Hara leaned into me.

"Either you show up, or risk getting hit again. You're choice sweetheart." She whispered into my ear, very venomously, I would say.

With that, the group left my table and went back to their usual sitting table where Sulli and Suzy were waiting for them. I thought about their offer and considered my choices. I didn't really have one, but hey I needed a safe way out. Why would they even want me to go? They practically walked on me like a piece of paper. I'm glad I have the skills to tick people off, because if I was to sit another 5 seconds with them sucking up to me I probably couldn't handle it.

A pool party eh? Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea if I went. I could try to make some friends.

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Hello, hello, hello.
I only updated today because @PandaFromSpace was so nice as to comment on my story.
Guys she's a great example to show that my readers do exist. Please make yourself known it's greatly appreciated and comes with great reward too. Like this chapter for example.

I'm really excited to write the next chapter so please look forward to that, I'm not sure when I'll update but I sure will try after I finish my homework. Excuse the grammatical errors because I'm too lazy to re-read.

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