Chapter 4
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When I arrive home, I quickly rush up the stairs to take a shower and truly clean myself up. I soak myself in the water, making sure I take my time when I clean myself with my strawberry scented body wash and lathered up the matching scented shampoo in my hair before washing it out. Yuck, my body so stinks. I soaked myself for nearly an hour before coming out of the bathroom.
I dress in a loose baggy shirt and dry my hair then I walk into the kitchen to get some food.
As usual, I'm alone, my mother must have taken another shift at work and distancing herself from me. I think she hates me. And it will always be my fault. I smirk bitterly.
I shake my head and go up to my room with my dinner. After that, I do my revision as I didn't really focus at school today.
The next day,
I walked faster than normal, not letting my guard down. I know they will try to get me today. I can see the school from across the road, I feel happy as I run towards the school. Here come the actions. I must be really a masochist. I'm beginning to look forward to their performance. It's not that I like the pain or anything but, I just want to feel the challenge even know that I will really bring attention to myself. But, what can I do? being bully really made me feels alive. Because pain is proof that you're alive.
Suddenly I feel someone grab me by the waist and tackle me to the ground. What a lovely start to the morning huh?.
I struggle to get free from his strong hold on my waist, His hands digging into my waist and I can feel his hard muscular chest against me. I gave up fighting against his tackled I may be strong but I can't fight with a man's strength.
He forced me to stand up and then I saw a chance to escape. I kicked him in his family jewels as he instantly drops to his knees and groaning not expecting my speed that too fast for a girl.
Without sparing a glance at him I run away, not caring about going to school anymore. But I notice that he has an accomplice, I think they want to kill me. Oh no I still too young to die. My sarcasm really begins to frighten me right now. I just want them to follow me so that we can settle the fight outside of the school as I don't really want the student in the school know that I can fight. It would really get myself killed.
I decide to stand my ground and wait for him to grab me. He throws a punch but I dodge it and grab his hand, throwing him over me, using my Judo skills. I took Judo when I was 14, just in case I needed to protect myself like right now. Pfft, not really, I just want to try judo and realized that I have skill in it,
"f**k, this girl can fight." The next boy pants as he runs at me again.
I kick him in the stomach then kick him in the face. I watch as he falls to the ground.
"Pathetic." I spit out. "Did you really think because I am a girl than I am a girly girl Huh?? Think again you dumb ass."
I raise my voice then kick both of them in the stomach for my finishing blow.
I then heard someone clapping from behind me, I turn and come face to face with what's his name again. Hayden or something. Whatever it is I don't care.
"I didn't expect that from you, Flower." He said amusingly.
"Don't be such a drama queen, babe we both know that I'm just a normal high school girl that being a target to the bullies just because she touched their king of the devil ." I mocked him with sarcasm.
"Ouch, you hurt me right here" He replies, touching his chest playfully.
"Whatever." I state, before picking my bag up from the ground and walking away. He is such a jerk. Drama queen much? Please.
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