I turned in the direction everyone else was looking and found a fuming brunet girl. Who is she, I thought?
"What the f**k did you do to my sister b***h?!" she yelled in my face. "I don't even know your sister."
"Oh yeah? The girl you threw into the window was my sister. And now I'm going to beat your ass."
With that she yanked me by my hair and pulled me forward flipping the chair over and throwing me down on the floor. My head hit it hard and I could already feel blood oozing from it. By now a crowd had already formed around us. The students closed the cafeteria doors and locked them and the only adult in the room were the lunch people. The girl didn't give me time to recover, she just jumped on me and began throwing punches at my face left right and center.
Those that went in hurt like a f*****g b***h and by now I’m pretty sure I had a black eye. As embarrassing as it sounds, I don’t know how to fight. What happened in class just happened. I don’t know how I did it. Is like it was me, but I wasn’t in control. Boy how I wish that would happen right now. She wasn't giving up and I was starting to see blurry.
Finally, her boyfriend came and pulled her off me telling her it was enough then told everyone that it was over and they should go back to their business. They began talking and I found out that her name was Brianna and her friends call her 'Bri'. They opened the doors and then did as they were told. I took my things and rushed to the bathroom. I looked at the mirror and the girl who was staring back at me had busted bottom lip, a black eye, a bruise on her left cheek and a cut above her eyebrows. My hair was a mess and so was my uniform.
There was no way in hell I was going to stay in school like that. So, with that I went home. My mother wasn't home yet and I was thankful for that. I took a shower and then cleaned my wounds. I put on an over-sized grey hoodie and black leggings. I grabbed my sketch book and ran into the woods where I met the wolf. He wasn’t here, although I wanted home but I just wanted to think and draw.
I haven't drawn in a long time so I was going to do just that. I climbed up one of the trees to the highest branch. Yeah, I have a thing with trees. So what?
A quiet whimper brought back to reality after I was out for probably a couple hours because it was now dusk and I came her in the middle of the day. I found the same wolf and it was just there watching me. "Hey boy." I cooed as a wide grin spread to my face.
I started to climb down the tree and I was almost there until my foot slipped on a branch. I fell on my back with a soft thump. The wolf rushed to my shoulder and nudged it with its nose while whimpering. "don't worry boy. I’m okay." I went to sit against the trunk of a tree and called him over to me. Slowly he came, but I could see that his eyes were focused on something on my face. It was then that I realized my hood came off when I fell and face was on full display.
"Oh that? Well you see, I embarrassed a girl for embarrassing me. Then at lunch time her sister beat my ass. I was supposed to stay at school but f**k that. I already hate the place. There is no way in hell I was going to stay at that hell hole. Anyways, and on top of that, her boyfriend is probably going to kill me tomorrow." his ears quirks up as he tensed and began growling lowly. He stood protectively in front of me as if he would attack any and everything that came too close.
"Where the hell have you been Nelly?!" was the first thing I heard when I entered the house. My very distressed mother stood in the living room with a pissed of look on her face. "I was just in the woods." I mumbled and I was about to make my way upstairs. "why the hell were you out there at this hour? Do you know what could've happened to you?!"
I just rolled my eyes at her and sighed dramatically.
"and I heard that you got into a fight today. It's your first day of school! How the hell did you manage to make enemies that fast?!" now she was blaming me for it
"It wasn't even my fault. She started it anyways!"
"It takes two to cause a fight Nelly!"
"why are you always against me?!"
"I'm your mother! How could I ever be against you?!"
"Yes mom! You're always against me! You drag me here away from my only friends and I cannot have no communication with them at all and I have to start fresh. Then you accuse me for starting a fight that I had no control over!"
"I am just looking out for you!"
"Yeah right. "
" And you better watch your mouth with me Nelly! I am your mother and I can still beat your ass."
"Go for it. " I mumbled challenging her. I know, disrespectful right?
Well no worries. She beat my ass with a broom that night. Yeah, she believes in that whole, 'Spear the rod, spoil the child' saying. The next day I had to use a lot of concealer to cover the bruises that my oh so great mother didn't see while she was "looking out for me." but in fact made them ten times worse. And my body ached a lot. I went to Beyoncé and her group as soon as I spotted them. But when I went to them Nichole whispered something. They all looked at me and laughed then walked away leaving me standing there. I soon found out later that I was the laughing stock of the entire school for some unknown reason.
No one wanted to sit beside me, and those who didn’t have a choice said "why do I get to sit down by the ugly freak?!" then they would scoot their chair as far away from me as possible as if I was some kind of disease. I looked unaffected on the outside but it hurt. It felt like I was going through everything that happened in my old school all over again. I ate my lunch on an entire bench alone while everyone passed by me watching me with either disgust or laughed at my face.
Just yesterday, everything was great. But as soon as it came it was gone and now, I was an outcast. An ugly freak. But who cares anyways? I've been through worse. Who needs friends? The highlight of my day was when I heard Ashley's boyfriend dumped her because he found someone better. I still haven't met or seen the guy but I didn’t plan to. I can spend my whole year without ever meeting him. That also means that he won’t be bothering me.
That my friends couldn't be further from the truth.