She's Ice

1st Chapter

#1

"You're one nonsensical bitch!" she shouted but I slapped her. She's one pathetic slut then.

"Oh, look who's talking." Ibabalik niya sana ang sampal sa'kin pero agad kong hinawakan ang kamay niya.

"Napakakapal ng mukha mo!" she fumed in anger but I just roll my eyes while her face turns red. Oh, I'd love to see a tomato right now.

"Don't worry, mas makapal ang iyo dahil sa make-up mo." I harshly let her go and started to walk. A few steps later though, she abruptly grabbed my hair that made me jerk back. I'm not surprise with what she did but hell her grip made me grit my teeth.

"What the hell! You're not gonna end this scene like that," she said and continued to pull my hair and it fucking hurts, bigtime! That's it! This slut really pissed me off!

"Yeah, I'm not because we're gonna end this with me burying you alive!" I punched her right cheek hard and it made her lose the grip on my hair. I pulled her hair this time and knocked it on the nearest wall here in the corridor. Her forehead bleed and a glint of victory sparkled in my eyes. But crap, it didn't made her unconcious. I should've knocked it harder.

"I'm gonna kill you for this!" She managed to slap me but I dodged it. Hah! As if her tiny bitchy voice can scare me. I lunged towards her and punched her face again and again.

Napahinto lang ako ng may humawak sa magkabila kong braso. 'Shit, Ice!"

"I'm gonna kill her!" I shouted but their grip were tighter. Eff.

Hindi nila ako binitawan hanggang sa nailayo nila ang babae sa'kin.

"Weren't you thinking, Ice?! You could have killed her!" Reno shouted at me but I just gave him an icy stare. Oh, come on! Killing her is what I'm really intending to do.

"I. Don't. Care," I said slightly beaming at him.

Pilit kong pumiglas sa pagkakahawak ni Clyde at Jareth pero ayaw nilang bumitaw kung kaya't mas nainis ako. Tinapunan ko silang dalawa ng masasamang tingin at sabing, "Let go of my arms or you'll end up like her."

"Miss Dancel, you're late!" Bumungad sa'kin ang galit na galit na itsura ng english teacher ko. Oh hell! I don't even talk in her class. Shouting at me won't change a thing.

"You'll die early if you'll keep on shouting at me everyday," I muttered as I search for a vacant seat.

"Well she won't shout everyday if you're not always late," a virile voice spoke from the class. I slowly gaze at him while defiance filled my eyes.

"Well I won't be late if you keep your mouth shut, mister I-Don't-Give-A-Damn-To-Know-The-Name." The sarcasm in my words came out more insulting than I thought it'd be. But he just nod in a cool way which makes it insult me. And now I do believe in hate at first sight!

"You really have a harsh attitude, Miss Dancel! Even on the transferee," my teacher shouted again. Now this explains why he doesn't look familiar.

"Yes, I know," I said and made my way to an empty seat. I don't give a damn to my english teacher. I don't even know her name since first day of school. Like bloody hell I have to.

"Hindi ko na ito palalampasin pa, Miss Dancel. Two hours detention later!" I stared at her for a moment, with my chin propped on the palm of my hand.

"Sure, I'd love that," I sarcastically remark and let my head rest on the table. Time for a nap!

"And please visit the principal too." Oh how fucking great. Ugh!