Day 120. I'll end the day with a stern expression. Keeps away bullies! Anyway, I was walking down the hall, looking for my friend Viola, when I heard a scream. I know whose voice that belongs. Shuffling. More screaming. It's a girl. I walked through the halls silently, making sure my boots doesn't make a noise. I peeked over the side of a wall.
"Hey! Give me that back!" she shouted.
"You wish."
That's my cue. I walked noisily this time. I glanced at the two guys. One guy was big and has black hair and cold, gray eyes. He was holding the girl by her blouse. The other is thinner and his chest was puffed up, like he was proud of what he is doing. Oh. These are twins, though the other was thinner and shorter. Mark, the smaller guy, and Carl, the big guy.
The Zoltan twins. I kicked the big guy's teeth out in fifth-grade (yes, he is the one I'm talking about) but the thinner one was in the bathroom when I did that, so he didn't see it. I don't know if the big guy even told his twin about it. When the big guy looked at me, his face paled. Mark scoffed at me.
"So this is the girl who kicked your teeth out. She's small." He teased.
Instead of gritting my teeth, I just smirked. He frowned.
"You know, I won't recommend saying that." Carl said.
"What? You care? Whose side are you?" Mark questioned.
"Nobody." Carl answered.
"What? Come on. I'm your twin."
"You're dead, Mark. Good luck. I'm out." He said, and scuttled away with the girl.
"Thanks! Bye!" she called out to me. After they left, it's our one-on-one.
"You're dead meat." Mark reminded.
"We'll see about that." I said.
Then he lunged at me. He was going to punch me in the gut. I grabbed his arm and twisted...and twisted....and twisted....
"Agh!" he wailed.
"You sure you won't give up yet?" I asked him.
"Yeah!" he screamed.
He used his free hand to distract me so I can let go of his twisted arm and then he'll kick me. Once again, it's my turn to move. I twisted his arm tighter, I held his other arm and here it goes.....I kicked him in the stomach. Hard. He flew and skittered to the lockers. Blood trickled in the corner of his mouth.
"I'm going to get revenge, Melee." He mumbled.
"Sure." I responded.
"Ms. Quart, head to the guidance counselor now." The speakers blared.
Great. I got an audience with the guidance counselor.
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"But Ma'am! I just helped her!" I reasoned.
"And yet you still fought Mr. Zoltan." Ms. Poise replied.
"He's a bully, Ma'am! The school should've strengthened the 'no bully' policy." I complained.
"No more excuses, Ms. Quart." She scolded.
She rummaged around her office and handed me the detention slip. Ugh. Mom's going to be real mad. Again. I wish my life has been better.
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After a long day of detention, I decided I won't go home. Yet. My mom's ears will flare like crazy. I called my mom.
Honey? You okay there? Where are you?
Mom, I'm fine. I'm going to stay at Viola's tonight, okay? No worries. It's Saturday tomorrow.
Okay, dear, be careful!
Yes, mom. Bye!
Bye, sweetie!
And I ended it. I took a deep breath and stood. Looks like I'll inform Viola! I took another call.
Hey! What's up!
Hey, Viols. Can I stay at your house tonight? I'll tell you what happened, okay?
Sure! I will tell mum.
Okay. I'll just stop at the park. I will get you a flower later. Bye!
Bye!
I tapped at my phone. I slipped it to my pocket and started to head to the park.
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I sat in the park bench by the fountain. I tried to calm myself down. I grabbed my hair and I slumped. Ugh. I just want to go to sleep. Then something....hit me...
My wish just came true.