Unloved Soulmate

Chapter 2:* Fated*

"Freya! Freya! Freyyyyyyyya!"

Mrs Sonata, the school principal yelling my name right from here kiosk-like office with that her cricket sounding voice. Will, she ever let me be in this school always summoning me from one meeting to another. Freya, you did this, you did that. Huh-oh! who cares.

Freya walks into the office, to behold Somata and her Mom seated and staring at her as she is waddling, with a cone shape biscuit ice cream stuffing her mouth and smearing her flappy nose and cheeks.

She went around her mom and finally sat in the empty east beside her mom facing Mrs Sonata.

They both glare at Freya in amazement as she gnawed on the biscuit ice cream cone voraciously until every single piece if it can't be found in her mouth, then she paused and ogling at them.

She pursed her lip.

Mrs Sonata couldn't believe Freya's disgusting attitude.

She sighed.

“Do you want to remain in this institution forever?” Mrs Sonate asked with a stern face. "I heard your father build a mansion for your family before he passed on perhaps that could be your last resort if you don't get serious with your studies," She said making a mockery of her academic failure.

Freya got off her seat furious at Mrs Sonata and gripped her neck, she jerks with her strength to strangle her to death. Her Mom tried to resist help Mrs Sonata as she could but Freya grip was firm on Mrs Sonata's neck.

“Ahh! Ahh! Arrghhh!” She kept screaming as Fraye wouldnt left her hands off her neck anytime soon.

Her Mom manages to pull her fat body off Mrs Sonata after some minutes as they both plunge on the floor.

Mrs Sonata rose from the floor stuttering to her office shelf and pulled Freya's school file and began to hit a stamp on it that read.

“You are expelled from this school”

Those were the 8 schools Freya is being expelled from after trying to kill the school proprietor. Her Mom was already tired of pleading with her behave, as she kept attempting to murder her school director just because they were always trying to advise her to get serious with her academics.

"Freya, you will not kill me with this mysterious attitude of yours. I will be alife to see where all this will lead you to. I don't think you will find a loving man as a mate in this your life if you continue like this" My Mom said to me weeping her tears.

“Mom, thank you for your dirty concern this is my life and don't litter it with your disbelief for me. I don't mind if you just ignore me for now, can you please?” I asked my Mom but I noticed she was dumbfounded and couldn't answer me. I left school for good.

I am free to run my life and make those who hate me squint bloody tears, Hurrrrayyy!

This is just the beginning, READ. MY. LIPS.