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"Always expect the Unexpected"
I clutched my binders tightly to my chest, my shoulders felt heavy, it was as if both an intense version of fear and hate weighed them down. I'm not really sure on which one has more influence, but my best guess would be the fear that Jenna herself inflicted onto me. What if Louis hadn't interfered, I'd probably be walking around this corridor without the remains of my dictionary, but when Louis interfered with the conflict happening between both Jenna and I, I think it made her hate me even more.
I feel like the physical abuse itself is gonna continue. She was attacking me, mentally, emotionally, and physically... I'm now scared for my own life, I know she's gonna continue this little war of hatred on me, and for what, pleasure? I don't really know anymore, but it leaves me shaking. As I continued down the corridor I could feel my shoulders brushing against the other cheerleaders, their dark, empty eyes glaring at me with hatred. They we're probably wishing for my own death. Who wouldn't at this point? As I got passed them I heard them snickering, probably laughing at what happened to me today.
Did Jenna end up turning everyone in this school against me with her twisted stories? To be honest, I'm not surprised by that. She's an evil, backstabbing bitch who deserves a lot of pain. Yet I can't go against her, she's got her squad with her. They would take me down within a matter a second's, so what's the point there. Attack Jenna = Pain for me, No attack Jenna = Pain for me. It's a lose lose situation.
Snickers started to echo throughout the lunchroom when I entered, were they laughing at me... of course they would, I'm not that well liked here, and with whatever BS story that Jenna told around this school. It made that target on my back get bigger. I continued forward while lowering my head, I tried my best to rush towards an empty table. I guess people were being somewhat generous today, they didn't hog all the tables to let Ms. Freak over here have nowhere else to sit except the ground where she belonged, in their eyes. I let my hair fall in front of my face, I wished to hide from their haunting eyes, they all made me feel insecure and uncomfortable. Once I finally reached an empty table I quietly pulled out an apple from my backpack, brushing it off ever so slightly with my shirt. Today had to be the worst day ever, and the weather was proving it. I could hear the rain hitting the roof, the sound was delicate. It was comforting to listen to it as it hit.
The rain reminded me of my tears earlier, slowly sliding down the window only to be stopped when it reached the end. It's strange how I always found rain fascinating. While others would fall asleep or even stare at it glumly, yet here I am watching the rain fascinated as I slowly take small bites from my apple. I guess this is the reason on why many consider me to be... different. Strange. Awkward. Weird.
"Fool." A taunting voice whispered into my ear, making me flinch in my chair.
I immediately glanced to the right of me to see the popular girls flooding my table, their emotionless eyes fixated on me, wishing to get a reaction out of me. I wanted to scream in horror as I saw Jenna suddenly rest her grimy hand onto my shoulder, making me take a good long look at it. Jenna noticed my staring and tightly gripped my shoulder, her nails piercing through my skin. I gave out a small whimper. Her little prep team started to giggle in satisfaction, while I'm over here inwardly groaning in pain. I guess they enjoy watching me suffer.
"I Told you to watch your back," spat Jenna, her venom now spewing everywhere as she slapped me on the back with her other hand making me wheeze.
My heartbeat was increasing, and I knew it, it was as if my heart was telling me to avoid her at all cost or else it would explode under all this pressure. In other words, DON'T FIGHT FIRE WITH FIRE! At any moment now, Jenna was going to lose her cool and could possibly burst with rage, tossing me into the little bonfire that resided within her.
"So, Dork, did you enjoy my little gift from earlier?" Snorted Jenna as she smirked, I only furrowed my eyebrows at her, confused on why she would even consider pain a gift.
My mind flashed back to her tearing up and stomping on my dictionary. I hated it when she did that, yet if I tell her that now, then she would make this situation a lot worse for me than it already is. "Oh uh... yeah, I really appreciated it." I said sarcastically. The sarcasm in my voice made her narrow her eyes at me. I could feel the heat radiating off of her. In the distance I could hear the Jocks and others begin to chuckle as they watched the scene unfold, only to quiet down. I could tell they were surprised, Sarah Thomas never spoke a word, let alone sass back one of her predators. I was just tired of this, and even a little bit stressed out, but I was mostly filled with rage. I couldn't believe it when she grabbed my book and ruined it in front of me... who even does that kind of stuff??! Oh yeah! An evil, attention seeking, bitch, who is very much so well known for being troublesome, only to then resort to bully others in order to get the attention she so called desires. Oops, I meant so say Jenna, but oh well. I still gave a valid answer, and it bothers me to know that's actually how you define her.
"Oh, really? Aren't you gonna say, 'Thank You'?" She asked with a sickeningly sweet tone, pouting as if I offended her in some way. I could feel the angry words that sat at the tip of my tongue, they were ready to attack her. I tried my hardest to hold them back, this resulted in me gritting my teeth. She wanted me to say, 'Thank You' in a sweet tone, but I choose to refuse this, she needed to be punished, what she did to me earlier was just cruel, and inhuman. She deserves to suffer. I was ready to say what I wanted to say, but before I could, She grabbed my hair and yanked on it roughly. I let out a small whimper, apparently this egotistical bitch is still attacking, making me want to inflict the pain on her more if I had the physical strength. I let out a small grumble in annoyance, yet you can already guess where this ended.
"What was that, bitch?" Scowled Jenna, still gripping my hair to the point it felt like she would rip it off my scalp.
Oh, so now instead of being considered a geek, freak, or even a dork, let's just add bitch to this ever-growing pile. It's not much better really, yet it works. A cold feeling begins to wash over me as she lifts up her bony hand, I could see the malicious look sparkling in her eyes. Was she going to hit me again? Was she actually going to try and tear into me, and rip me into pieces just as she did to my dictionary earlier? If not, then what was she actually planning? "T... thank you." I whispered in shame, I didn't want to say thanks yet in the situation I'm currently in, I didn't have a choice. After a couple of seconds, she shoved me forward violently.
I could feel the cold surface of the blue cafeteria table as it met with my face. Goosebumps started to crawl up my spine when I started to hear her dark voice.
"What was that bitch?" Asked Jenna as she spat venom at me.
I knew she was smirking in mischief, she had me in a position where she knew I couldn't fight back. As time passed I felt her starting to lean forward, her dark blue eyes piercing through into mine, it was as if she was planning to low key bury me alive. I think she wanted to do that, and I don't think anyone would notice me missing. Not her, not the teachers, NOT ANYONE IN THIS GOD FORSAKEN TOWN, hell not even my own parents.
"Say it." Commanded Jenna, her voice coming out in a hushed volume, and the feeling of the heat that radiated of her venomous breath.
"T... thank you f.. for the gift." I whimpered; my voice shaky with a stutter.
"That's a good girl." Grinned Jenna crazily as she continued to pat my head while she got up from her seat.
Was she referring to me as a female dog, also known as a bitch? I despise this woman and her posse so much. They all sneered in disgust as they began to trot away, snickering. Her posse was following her like a bunch of lost puppies. "Because that was the best 'gift' I've ever received in my lifetime." I muttered under my breath sarcastically as I proceeded to roll my eyes. My voice sounded very weak, and yet my body was still frozen with fear on what the fuck just happened. She was so abusive, and nobody did anything to save me, her abusive actions made me feel very much so vulnerable. I wonder on how she ended up as a complete bitch... oh wait, it's because she was always given anything, and it was always her way, no wasn't an answer for her.
"I bet it was" Came a snort from above, making me flinch in my seat only to then look up frantically, I worried if it was one of her suck up's, wanting to stay around for a while and get a turn. Yet it wasn't, I was actually surprised to see Louis standing in front of me. His leather jacket pulled close to his body. He proceeded to lower his head, most likely to avoid being detected, and seen with me. Just then Louis did something that he never did, he actually smiled. I was astonished by this. "Yeah, whatever floats your boat." I said annoyed, rolling my eyes to the point it felt like they could pop out of my eye sockets. Louis just started to chuckle as he leaned forward in his seat.
"Look, Sarah. I just came here to clear up some things. Just because I decided to help you out earlier doesn't mean I always will, I'm not your bodyguard." Hissed Louis, as he eyed his surroundings. This was probably to make sure nobody was listening to our little conversation. I don't think he want's anyone to know that he's being nice to the local outcast.
"Look, I know you protected me from Jenna, yet it's not like I wanted your help." I scoffed as I crossed my arms around my chest. Louis obviously made this mistake himself when he decided to protect me from Jenna, and now all he's trying to do is play it cool and act like he isn't even trying to socialize with me... such a loser. He glanced at me before nodding his head. Fun fact: Unlike many girls who go crazy over him, I wasn't like them, I didn't like, nor will I ever even consider liking Louis.
"You know, I don't attract a lot of attention, you don't need to look around a million times just to see if anyone is willing to look into your direction. I assure you of that" I say mockingly, I knew I was setting this ticking tie bomb off, but who cares... not me.
"Excuse me?" Said Louis with a murderous tone, as he proceeded to glare at me.
"You heard me." I retorted stubbornly.
"Watch your mouth, Sarah. You could get yourself into more trouble than you're already in." Smirked Louis as he gave me his signature wink, before he left within a heartbeat. Leaving me to wonder...
What was that?