Being Enthralling

76."Screwing the little bitches!"

ISSAC'S POV

It was established that Diana is impulsive, weird, rigid and unpredictable. However, seeing her like this domineering gives me a whole different feeling. The feeling would be described as fear.

On her command I quickly did my work and waited for her instructions, if there are any. Knowing Diana, I'm sure she will ask me to run the slides.

"Open the folder in it, please." She says.

I open the folder and on the top there was a power point file name, "Screwing the little bitches!"

I looked at her raising my left eyebrow and she nods her head. I double clicked on the file, the slides appear. On the title page there was a picture of three animinated snakes, one is wearing a baseball cap, with a letter 'S' on it. The middle one is wearing a hat with a letter 'A' on it and the last one is again wearing a baseball cap with a 'D' on it.

The tagline for it is, The group of 'SAD!"

I pressed my mouth to a thin line, to avoid laughing. Max on the other hand snickers and made a pathetic attempt to hide it by coughing. I glanced at Blake, he has his usual neutral expression.

Scott, scoffs looking at the slide and shakes his head. "You think it's funny to make us sit like hostages here and running your stupid slides?"

Diana scoffed louder and shook her head, mocking him. "You must get a tattoo on your forehead with words, Certified Dumbass because that's what you are." She says giving him a weird look.

She removes two more syringes from her cloak's pocket.

Yes, two more.

Just when I was digesting the fact that she's carrying syringes filled with tranquilizers, she casually removes a hammer from the other pocket of her cloak.

I rubbed my eyes and open them again to see if I was hallucinating.

Yup, it's a hammer.

Ball-peen hammer.

I looked across the room towards Blake, he was blinking his eyes too and looked speechless so did Max.

The group of SAD looked equally baffled.

I had millions of questions to ask, but I'm afraid I might get my head  bashed with the hammer. I'm positive she will hit me with it, if I'm going to interrupt her in middle of this because I remember her getting really annoyed one day when Josh kept interrupting her and she grabbed him from the collar of his shirt and threaten him,

"Listen, you punk. You're really lucky that I don't have a hammer right now. Otherwise, I would have been rejoicing in your blood. Stop interrupting me otherwise I'll find a hammer and haunt you down."

I shuddered, remembering that dreading afternoon. Her nostrils were flaring her eyes were wide. Damn, she was really pissed that day. In fact, she even yelled at a girl from economics 101 class. The girl was sobbing rivers to her, yet Diana kept screaming at her. It was the first time all of us witnessed how cruel Diana can get.

However, that girl totally deserved it. She was a free rider in every group project or presentation. She always comes up with excuses like she had crises in home or some other things, but then we will spot her saunter  in college campus with some dude.

"A hammer?" Scott asks, eyes wide.

"You are carrying a hammer! That too in a vintage cloak's pocket?" The leech adds in.