Amora had not wanted to create a meaningless scene.
Truly, she tried to avoid that by ignoring the blonde bimbo, but lately her luck hasn't been so great. She was almost sure that her fate was having a jolly good time by being so rough on her. If it were a human or at least had a physical form, she would have sucker punched it to the end of the universe and taken the reins of her life in her own hands.
That isn't possible though, so she settled with cursing at it with her special variety of choice words.
Here she was, almost in the middle of the senior cafeteria with the sight of every single person here on her. Two bulky jocks held her one arm each, keeping her in place as she struggled to free herself from their painful grips. Her wrists would surely get bruises from their tight holds.
Kayla stood before her with her minions who were like her carbon copies, smiling smugly with a victorious look in her eyes even though thick drops of chocolate milkshake dripped down from her head, making it look she had muddy water downed on her head.
This situation was a consequence of Amora impulsively acting out when Kayla tried to ridicule her in front of everyone with her meaningless words and baseless accusations.
The blond bimbo had called her a slut who forces herself on every remotely good-looking guy that she comes across. Also, she had apparently seen Amora visiting a famous plastic surgery clinic and hinted on her being a fake, manipulative and lying- you get the hint.
Amora had patiently listened to her annoying voice gleefully sprout nonsense. She thought Kayla was basically describing herself. She told her as much, right in front of everyone. Mentally everyone agreed with her comment, for they believed so as well. Though no one spoke up. They all continued being passive spectators, enjoying the drama unfolding before them.
Then a speechless Kayla, shocked when Amora talked back, had tried to maintain her overweening demeanor and continued," I heard your mother is a mental patient. Tells a lot about you, doesn't this." Apparently she had wanted to catch Eleanor off-guard by mistakenly releasing personal information out in the public.
Surprise took the surrounding student body at this new discovery. Many gossip mongers had their ears wide open and on high alert.
Amora had given her a sweet smile, which caused the heartbeats of all teen boys around her to pace up. They looked at her beautiful face with awe-struck gazes.
"My mother treats mental patients. She is a psychologist who works at the mental hospital. You should get your facts straight before using them. Though its not like you would even know what a 'psychologist' means or what the job entails. I pity you, I really do. Having a pea-sized brain must be hard. Who knows when and where the small thing could get lost."
Kayla seethed with rage as she clenched and unclenched her fists. She was already violently enraged since she had heard of the incident between her beloved Inigo and this dirty whore, Amora. Now she even dared to talk back and shame her? How dare she!
She brought her hand back to slap Amora, who was faster and caught it midway. Lifting the other hand that held the milkshake, Amora dumped the entire contents of the glass on the fake Barbie before her.
"I lost my appetite because of you, so think of it as a small payback for that. Ok? And also do you know how sacred chocolate is? This special milkshake will help you grow out of immaturity for the better. Isn't that great?" Amora loves everything chocolate, so for her it is the most divine food in the universe.
She placed the glass on a table near her and side-stepped Kayla to exit the cafeteria. Hooting and cheers filled her ears, but still she heard Kayla command a few jocks, who she had coerced into doing her every bidding because of the dirt she had on them, to grab her.
'I should have ran faster!' Amora lamented mentally, 'Why did I previously ever think of any sports activity as self harm?'
She wished she had thought of poking the bimbo's eyes with her straw before aggressively splashing the milkshake on her face instead of gently pouring it over her head. It could've bought her more time, or at least given her more satisfaction.
Through her peripheral vision, she helplessly stared at the silent students in the cafeteria who were all still like statues. Most students disliked Kayla, but none ever dared to stand up against her. Amora wouldn't have either today, when she never did so in the past. But she had been in a foul mood and retaliated at being provoked. Many girls who have always been jealous of Amora for being the unofficial but indisputable school belle- Kyla would beg to differ, but her opinion isn't of importance- smartest girl in the school and a close friend of the popular Walter twins; secretly jeered at her helpless state.
Amora wasn't a nobody. Amora was a forthright, bright and lovely girl, albeit shy and reserved. Not to forget kind and generous as well. Many liked and admired her, but there were abundant haters as well who despised her out of petty jealousy, which wasn't unordinary at all.
She never spoke out loud much, but when she did, everyone couldn't help but be captivated with her sweet voice.
But compared to Kayla, who had strong social connections, a powerful backer as a doting father who spoiled her to no end, and a reign of fear over their peers, she was quite powerless.
Amora closed her eyes tightly, concealing her ocean blue eyes that contained waves of turmoil and hid her hint of fear of the oncoming pain. That never came, though. Instead, Amora heard the angry voice of her dear friend that let relief fill her tightened chest, letting it relax.
"What do you think you're doing, Miss ugly cake?"
Nora stood behind a now frightened looking Kayla whose eyes flashed with uncertainty and panic, her raised hand caught in a firm grip.
Even though she might not want to admit it, Kayla has always been a little afraid of Nora Walter who was infamous within the entire town for her bold and extreme pranks. She was hardheaded and a total tomboy with various tricks up her sleeves and no regard for rules or elders.
Kayla has been specifically targeted by her twice already, and that's more than enough. Due to some reason, Kayla could never get Nora implicated for her actions, which made her even more wary against her.
Noah Walter also stood beside his sister, glaring at the henchmen who had his friend in their grasps fiercely, and they immediately let go of Amora- who gladly stretched her tight muscles with a relieved grin- and stood aside with embarrassed downward gazes. Now she did not need to fear anyone or anything as her friends were by her side.
With a scowl, Nora let go of Kayla's hands with a jerk, causing the brittle Barbie to lose her footing and wobble clumsily as if she would fall at any second now.
Unfortunately for Kayla, her 4 inch long pencil heel snapped at that exact moment, causing her to fall to the ground that had some spilled milkshake on it, in an awkward heap. With difficulty she managed to stop her flimsy clothing from accidently flashing her assets to anyone.
No one helped her get up, not even her loyal cronies who stood near her paying no attention to her as fear and apprehension filled their guts.
Nora came near Amora and stood in front of her. Noah, who followed his sister worriedly checked on Amora for any injuries.
"I am fine, don't worry." Amora tried to ease his worries in vain. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder and glared down at the annoying plastic girl still lying on the floor.
The students in the cafeteria stood with bated breaths and eager eyes, taking in the four protagonists of the drama unfolding before them.
This climax scene sure is about to get real!
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